Qingcang's stock has been falling for several days, but it has recovered at the fastest speed.

Everyone had to marvel at the talent and ability of the president.

The media reports on Qingcang are also slowly turning positive.

A few days ago, the storm of jumping out of the building was also suppressed at a speed of no consideration. No one dared to write a composition about this matter. Even the family members of the boss of the jumping off building came out to help Qingcang clarify the incident.

Then there are several small and medium-sized enterprises, group against Qingcang incident, and take Qingcang to court.

The subpoena of the court has arrived, but according to people familiar with the matter, several enterprises have appeared loose.

The concrete result remains to be tracked.

After a National Day holiday, people from Xia Zimo company come to work with M.E. generation 6 mobile phones.

"You see, you see, I also bought it. It's much cheaper than before."

"Yes, yes, I bought it for 5000 yuan."

The whole design department is using the M.E. 6.

When the phone rings, it's all Beethoven's symphony of life.

Who's cell phone is ringing, do not know, have run back to the seat to see.

Xia Zimo pressed the phone and changed the ring tone.

As a result, the ring changed, but she didn't recognize it. She was dressing the model. Her mobile phone rang for a long time and thought it was someone else's.

"Xiao Xia, your phone rings."

Xia Zimo goes to pick it up.

"Xia Zimo, don't you dare not answer my phone!" Inside came the voice of Dongfang Chen's anger.

"I didn't hear that. What's the matter?"

"What's the matter? It's 5:30 and you're off work."

Xia Zimo looked at the time. It was half past five. As soon as the national day came back, everyone was busy. So at this point, no one was off work.

Under the authority of the president, Xia Zimo started off work.

Dongfang Chen drives a car to wait for her downstairs.

As soon as I saw her, she was overcast with a handsome face. It seemed to say that if you don't go to this poor class, you have to do it. As a result, the president will come to pick you up in person.

"To where?" She asked in a low voice.

"Back to the castle," Dongfang Chen turned the steering wheel and began to reverse, looking proud and cold.

Didn't you just wait a little longer? I didn't ask you to wait.

Xia Zimo only dares to murmur in his heart.

"I want to go back to my house."

"Your house is too small."

"But it's inconvenient for me to live in the castle. I have to go to work every day, and you have to drive me every day. It's so bad and troublesome for you," Xia Zimo knows to pick up what the president likes to hear.

"Can you drive?"

"Yes, but I don't have a driver's license," her father taught her how to drive.

"Then when I don't give you a ride, you drive by yourself," Dongfang Chen turned the steering wheel, his face still smelly.

Driving his Ferrari? Lamborghini?

Xia Zimo dare not.

The car has gone to the direction of the castle. Xia Zimo is reluctant to say anything. Her mother hasn't sent her to Korea. The president is still angry.

"Young master, Miss Xia," at the gate of the castle, LAN Yin leads the servants to meet them.

LAN housekeeper followed them into: "young master, Miss Xia, what do you want for dinner?"

"Steamed fish."

"Sweet and sour fish."

Xia Zimo said the top one, and Dongfang Chen said the lower one. They both said it at the same time.

So today's dinner has sweet and sour fish and steamed fish.

Xia Zimo sits on the table and sees only her, Dongfang Chen and LAN housekeeper three people. She suddenly remembers that she hasn't seen her for a few days. The flower is big and little bill.

"Where's bill?" he asked

"Go home to sell electrical appliances," Dongfang Chen replied, and then pointed to the dish in front of her: "eat quickly."

Xia Zimo looks at the two fish in front of her. She can't start with chopsticks.

Oriental Chen a word: "eat all."

Xia Zimo is very obedient.

The fish bone got stuck in the throat.

"Ah, open your mouth, ah..."

"Ah..."

The castle doctor took ten minutes to get it out again.

Xia Zimo was about to take a bath when several maids came to her with a pile of bags.

"Miss Xia, look at this. Do you like it?"

"Miss Xia, do you like this black one?"

"Miss Xia, do you like the red one?"

Xia Zimo opened his mouth, all bags in LV shop, and Prada's.

She shakes her head. She doesn't like it. She can't take it. It's too high-profile. Don't.

Dongfang Chen waved and came up with a group of maids carrying different styles of bags.

Look at this posture, if Xia Zimo continues to shake his head, the bag will continue to go up, until she is flooded.Helpless, she had to choose a small, low-key black backpack.

Then Xia Zimo finally went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Just closed the door, just undressed.

But what happened? The door opened, and a man came in and closed again.

"Ah..."

"Women don't cry," Oriental Chen covered her mouth and pressed her in the bathtub.

"Ah, Mr. Dongfang, don't..." She twisted herself to escape.

"Yes, I heard that it's easy to die in a bath if you do it in a bathtub."

"Woo Mr. Dongfang... "

"Call my name," he said, pressing her waist.

"Chen..."

"Call again. The better you sing, the lighter I will be."

"Chen Chen Chen... "

"Chen Chen Chen... "

Xia Zimo called at least a hundred times, but he was not lighter, but became more fierce, like the embodiment of ruthlessness, almost gnawed her bones.

"Woman, your development is really not as good as Wang Yang," the tall and straight body of Dongfang Chen easily makes summer purple ink.

Drops of water from that thin chest slide down, flow into a incomparably enchanting painting of abstinence.

"Then you go to find Wang Yang," the voice sounds like pleading, more like coquetry.

"I think it fits my hand well Don't move. It's said that men's hands can promote secondary development. "

The water splashed for more than an hour.

When Xia Zimo was held out, his whole body was paralyzed and his bones wanted to fall apart.

A thick long hair dripping along the tip of the hair, Dongfang Chen wrapped her with a bath towel, and wiped her hair with another clean one.

The summer purple ink shrinks in the bath towel, her skin is suffused like the baby general pink tender, soft ground lets him hold.

Dongfang Chen finished blowing her hair.

Xia Zimo opened his eyes and saw the outline of his facial features, with the profundity of mixed blood. Under the lamp, he seemed to have a kind of charming and strange beauty.

His dark eyes were full of gentle ripples, as if drowning her.

He looked at her with such care and concentration, which made Xia Zimo feel that she was the treasure in his hand.

Even though she had no strength, she couldn't help wriggling to get closer to him and rub her half dry hair on his chest.

He murmured: "Dad..."

Dongfang Chen immediately stopped: "what do you say?"

Xia Zimo continued to rub his head: "you are like a father."

"What?" It seems to pinch her cheek tightly, and she is also tightening her face in the East.

But the hand just pinched her delicate skin like tofu, and then saw her clear and bright eyes, and her fingers were unconscious and loose.

He couldn't give up.

In fact, Xia Zimo wants to say that you are good to me like my father.

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