Beloved of Bossy President

Finally, after the car drove onto the main road, Beiming night suddenly put out the cigarette and said in a deep voice: "send her back to school."

Yi Tang was just stunned, so he quickly changed the lane, turned around at the next intersection and went in another direction.

Mingke was sent back to the back door of the school.

Beiming night silently watched her enter the school gate. The slender figure became smaller and smaller in his eyes until he couldn't see it at all. He took out a cigarette, lit one, and smoked quietly.

Yi Tang sat in front of him. At this time, his palms were full of sweat. He always felt that an invisible pressure was pressing him out of breath. His mood was oppressed with that pressure.

I thought my husband and miss Mingke would be in a better mood after they went together, but I didn't expect that he was even more unhappy now than before.

He wanted to ask if it was time for him to go back, but he didn't give any instructions. He was afraid that his opening would break the peace and make him even more unhappy.

Sitting in the car like this, one looked nervously at the back seat from time to time, and the other smoked silently. The air pressure in the car was once low.

Until the third cigarette was smoked, Beiming night just breathed a sigh, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes: "back to the company."

Yi Tang drove the car slowly to the intersection ahead, lost his head, and drove in the direction of imperial group.

On the way, he kept peeping at the back seat from the rearview mirror. He still kept the same posture, closed his eyes and had a rest. He didn't open his eyes in the middle of the way. This really made him a little anxious.

I haven't been with him for a long time, and I haven't seen him FRET like this. Women never meant anything to my husband, but it was only before Miss Mingke came to him.

Now, anyone can see the famous, but the young lady is different to him. Is he so boring because of the two people's discord just now?

He knows that he shouldn't be in charge of this kind of thing, but it's not easy for him to look at him like this. What's more, as long as he's not happy, the whole company will suffer. Behind him is the fate of all the people in the company!

When he finally stopped at the traffic light, he couldn't help whispering, "Sir, if If you feel you can't solve this kind of problem, why don't you Ask Master Chen to come out and have a drink. "

North night did not speak, still closed his eyes.

Yi Tang didn't know whether to go on or not, but he didn't seem to be interested at all, so he didn't dare to continue to say, for fear that he would offend him.

After this intersection, turn right at the intersection ahead, and you will soon reach the company.

But just as he was about to get to the intersection in front of him, Beiming night suddenly opened his dark star eyes, and then looked at him in the rearview mirror: "go to get drunk and dream of death." Oriental Chen how also didn't expect, this time North dark night incredibly can call to ask him to come out to drink.

It's said that this guy is very busy recently, and he doesn't know what he's doing. He's been busy for two weeks. Not only is he busy himself, but all the employees of the Empire group accompany him to work overtime. Even he wants to ask beimingxun out for a drink, but beimingxun refuses. He says that Laoban has made a speech. No one can relax if he can't finish the work.

But tonight, the boss asked him out to drink. It's amazing, isn't it?

When he arrived, Beiming night was sitting there alone. There were already three empty wine bottles on the table, and he was pouring wine for himself with the fourth one in his hand.

Drinking muggy wine alone doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

He went over and sat down opposite him. He waved his hand and watched the soup nearby. Then he went to the corner table and sat down. He smoked.

I can't drink any more. I have to drive tonight.

Staring at the gloomy face of the northern night, Dongfang Chen smiles. Compared with his boredom, he seems to be in a very good mood.

"Is it about women?" He asked directly.

North night smoked a cigarette, wait for the smoke to disperse, he just looked at the East Chen, rose thin lip slightly moved, but still didn't speak.

He stretched out his hand and lifted it to his lips. The movement was not elegant, but it was so beautiful that all the women nearby were staring at him so seriously that they were about to pour water down.

Since the northern night appeared here, there are countless women who pay attention to him. It's a pity that there is a cold man standing beside him all the time. No matter which woman is chatting up in the past, she will be driven away by that man.

Now that man walked away, but another man came, but it seems that the new handsome guy is more comfortable than the one just now. Many people are eager to come over, but they are still too cautious about the cold on the northern night to get close to them.

Staring at the beautiful face of Beiming night, Dongfang Chen can't help whistling and joking: "if you are a girl, I will chase you. I will chase you back when I die."

Beiming night didn't even look at him. He drank all the red wine in his glass. He put the glass on the table and poured it for himself.

Dongfang Chen pulled his hand down. He picked up the bottle and slowly filled it for him: "you still need to drink by yourself. What do you want me to do? You know, my time is very precious. I don't want to spend it with men. "Beiming night glanced at him, looked at the smile on his face, only felt that his heart was more heavy.

He's really in a bad mood. He wants to ask about many things. He's a playboy who is always at ease among women. But suddenly, he feels that it's too shameful to ask about such things?

It's just a woman. How about this? When has he ever thought so much about a woman over the years?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Dongfang Chen sighed helplessly. The smile on the corner of his lip was collected. He put the cup in front of him and stared at him. He asked seriously, "is it related to women?"

Beiming night or don't speak, dongfangchen will know, must be because of the woman.

Think about it, too. If something happened at work, he didn't think that there would be any problem that would make the president of Empire appear such a worried expression.

"Because of Yu Feifan?" Not seeing any changes in his face, he pursed his lips and asked, "is that the little girl?"

Beiming night's eyes flickered slightly. When he heard the word "Mingke", his heart became more agitated. He put his big palm on the glass, lifted the glass, and poured the red wine in the glass clean.

Dongfang Chen leaned back in his chair and stared at him: "it's really for fame. If you want to say it, you'd better make it clear. I'm going to ask it like this. I'm afraid it won't solve the problem until dawn."

Beiming night stretched out his long finger and flicked the cigarette between his fingers on the ashtray. Then he finally raised his eyebrow and gave him a serious look: "she resisted."