Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke's little hand tightened and loosened, and immediately tightened again.

Beiming night has always been calm, looking at her eyes bright, like watching a play in general, interest can be regarded as high.

"If I were you, at this time, I would seize the opportunity to attract my investor. It's better for me to sign an agreement for you on the spot, or let your club's long-term wish come true." He said suddenly.

Mingke was stunned when he remembered that the president had brought him to visit their club. However, in order to attract an investor, he had to sell his body

"Actually..." He suddenly lowered his head to get close to her. Every time he approached, Mingke's heart would run wildly, and almost jumped out of his throat several times.

However, he was not in a hurry or slow, and even said something so elegantly: "whether I sign this agreement or not, I will It's up to you! "

"Let go!" She finally could not help it. When he said he wanted her for the third time, she pushed him with all her strength and tried to slide down his leg.

There was a little noise outside. It seemed that the people in the hall were startled and were about to knock on the door.

Beiming night finally stopped and watched her escape from his arms. He leaned on the sofa to enjoy her busy arrangement of her messy clothes.

Outside, Xiao Xiang is in a hurry after hearing Mingke's exclamation. She's not sure if she really heard it, but she's also a little afraid that Mingke will be bullied by Beiming night.

Although Mr. Beiming is so handsome that people are angry with him. There is no shortage of women. Just now, everyone can see that he likes Mingke. If he really wants to take advantage of cocoa

But this guy is pure and doesn't know anything. She is afraid that she will be hurt.

However, Yi Tang kept in the door and didn't let her in at all.

She looked back at Xu Nianhua, who also came, with a worried look on her face.

Although Xu Nianhua thinks that fame can let Mr. Beiming take advantage of it so that Mr. Beiming can promise to sign an investment agreement with them, he can't show his mind so thoroughly when so many club members are watching.

At the moment, he also came to the cold soup, which was always reluctant to say a word to them, and accompanied with a smile: "Mr. and coco have been in it for a long time, I don't know if we have a good rest?"

Yi Tang did not speak, still cold face.

Since he came out, he didn't say a word, which made Xiao Xiang have to doubt whether this guy was alive or not? Why does it look more like a sculpture?

She ignored him and called softly across the door: "coco, has Mr. Beiming had a good rest?"

"Well, come in." Mingke made up his own mind, no longer looking at the expression on Beiming night's face, responded.

Xiao Xiang wants to go in, but Yi Tang is still standing there. He doesn't mean to get out of the way.

She was patient and accompanied with a smile: "since Mr. Beiming has a good rest, why don't you ask him to come out to visit our club and talk about the script, don't you think?"

Yi Tang did not speak, but did not move.

This wooden man! Can't you hear her without long ears?

Xiao Xiang frowned and wanted to punch him in the face. But she knew that if she did, not only would she be finished, but also their literary society would disappear in the school.

So she forbeared, always forbeared, forbeared for a long time, finally came the voice of the northern night: "let them in."

As soon as he lifted his hand, he immediately opened the door and went in first.

Behind him, Xiao Xiang's gaze could not be described as scorching. It could be said that it was sharp.

When they went in, Mingke sat on the tea table, opposite the northern night.

But it's still an elegant posture with two legs on the top of the sofa.

As soon as the door opened, Xiao Xiang and the girls who looked outside were stunned by the electricity, forgetting what night it was.

Xiao Xiang, in particular, forgot the reason why he just wanted to break in.

However, coco sits there well, and their script is quietly unfolded on the coffee table between them. Such a harmonious picture is really reassuring.

Probably, we heard the low cry just now, but we heard it wrong.

"Did kekedu and Mr. Beiming introduce the story of the script in detail?" Xu Nianhua walked over and looked at Mingke. He couldn't hide his anxiety and expectation.

Mingke looked up at him and finally nodded and did not speak.

Although she didn't give a detailed introduction, it seems that Beiming night has finished reading the script.

After watching it in half an hour, I can still remember every play clearly. Few people in the world can do it.

It's not unreasonable for someone to become the president of imperial group at a young age and become the most valuable Bachelor in Dongling.However, these lights still can not cover up his bad nature. In her opinion, this man is the most abominable existence in the world.

"I don't know what Mr. Beiming's suggestions are for the plot?" Xu Nianhua asked, except for Yitang and Mingke, everyone else's eyes fell on Beiming night, hoping to see something different from his eyes or face.

However, Beiming night let them down. The face that was so advantaged and enchanting was still indifferent. It should be said that there was no expression.

He got up and stepped out of the lounge.

When he got up, everyone stood up, even Mingke.

We watched him walk out of the door, and there was nothing to do but give way.

Xu Nianhua kept asking Mingke in his eyes behind him, but Mingke couldn't give him an answer.

Beiming night is so unpredictable that you can't see his thoughts from his face. Everyone has no choice but to wait. When he doesn't want to speak, they don't even dare to ask.

Yitang followed Beiming night, and everyone left the rest room and came to the reception hall.

Beiming night just looked at it in the hall, and the long finger dropped slightly.

The soup lost behind him immediately took out an exquisite wooden box from his pocket, picked a cigar in it, and handed it to him with both hands. After he took it, he immediately ordered it for him.

Beiming night took a sip, then looked back at Mingke, who was walking at the end of the team, and suddenly raised his lips: "I've seen the script, but I'm not satisfied."

When he said this, everyone's heart suddenly rose, nervous, expecting and uneasy.

"Well, what does Mr. Beiming mean..." Xu Nianhua couldn't help asking.

"I've made it clear to coco that I'll wait until coco has finished revising the script." Leaving this sentence, his two slender legs began to move forward again, to leave.