Boss Husband, Control Yourself

"You mean that aolu's controlling interest is over?"

The investment director gave him a positive look: "yes."

When Chang Deyu got up, everyone could see the rare worry of a man over 50 years old. Xue Qiansheng is just drinking tea. This situation must have occurred to him when Chang Deyu played the first move. It's also the time... To kill each other.

Chang Deyu put his hand into his trouser pocket, turned to the investment director and said, "throw it."

"Throw The investment director had a look of consternation.

"Throw it all away," Chang said, looking at the distant city scenery outside the top office window. "Sell all the stocks of aolu!"

"Now

"Right now, smash aolu's stock until it becomes junk stock and goes bankrupt!"

"Mr. Chang," the investment director stood in front of him, "now, Chang Xing's loss is not small! It can't be smaller than aolu! "

Chang has the final say, and his eyes are so bitterly that he will eat him: "do you have the final say or has the final say?"

"... OK, I see!" Dare not look directly at his resolute and fierce eyes, the investment director turned out. If you go on like this, you don't have to wait to get rid of yourself. If you can predict the trend of the stock market, you won't be able to keep your job tomorrow!

Chang Deyu returns to the table and looks at the photo of Chang Yan and him hugging each other on the golf course. He hasn't seen the smile of a sunny and lovely young girl for a long time.

"When dad has dealt with all the domestic affairs, he will go to America to accompany you."

As long as Xue Muxuan's family is ruined, it doesn't matter how he is!

Because of the storm of aolu, shangpinhui, a small sailing boat, was not calm. The new CBD project was completely suspended, and the suppliers of several existing projects withdrew one after another. In the early stage, under the threat of Changxing group, there was an underworld crackdown last week. Although Zhuang Rong came forward to solve the problem, the suppliers did not dare to stay in the stores any longer.

In the later period, many shrimp soldiers will be temporarily evacuated out of wisdom. After this wave band, only a few of them will stay.

Even if it is located in the downtown area, it is closed, and business is getting colder and colder day by day. At night, Bao Muran coaxes the ball to sleep, and Xue Muxuan comes back very late. In the past half a month, he often went on business. In the afternoon, he called her and said that she would go back in the evening. She had been waiting for a long time. Xue Muxuan told her that the plane was delayed and asked her not to wait for him.

Should sound good, but where can not wait? Bao Mo ran didn't sleep soundly. When he heard the news, he came down from the upstairs, and the servant came out of the room, so he was called back to rest.

"Miss me?" Xue Muxuan took off his cold suit coat, elegantly opened his tie and the first button, revealing his sexy wheat complexion. Looking at her coming down from the upstairs, Xue Muxuan gave her a charming look.

Bao Mo ran said, "you think too much!"

"I was thinking." Xue Muxuan hugged her from behind, chin against her strength nest, nose touch soft hair, deeply inhale, feel her beautiful body fragrance.

"There's soup. Would you like it?"

"Good."

He was reluctant to let her go and led her to the kitchen. Bao Mo ran suddenly stopped and hesitated and said, "sit down first! I'll take it out. "

Xue Muxuan dropped a kiss on the tip of her nose, "OK."

His body was full of dusty air-conditioning, and his breath was very cold. Bao Mo ran just looked up to see his cut face, and the slight greenness of his lips because he didn't shave.

"Sit down." She sat him on the edge of the table, in a tone that she didn't even realize.

The soup came out of the bowl, still steaming. Xue Mu Xuan took a drink, and Bao Mo ran came close to him, "how about it?"

"It tastes good. Did you make it?" Xue Mu Xuan slowly swallows down and drinks. Then he drinks more quickly. Bao Mo Ran is relieved. Seeing him like this, should the soup be good?

"Of course not!" Bao Muran denied, "how can I do it?" Seeing that Xue Muxuan didn't think much, Bao Muran asked curiously, "give me a drink, too?"

But she stewed for several hours. Since he called back in the afternoon, she began to prepare the ingredients for stewing. She learned while reading the menu.

Xue Muxuan drank the remaining half bowl in one breath, "it's too late, it's gone."

Bao Muran swallows his saliva and stews it into a bowl. He doesn't taste a mouthful. Xue Muxuan really doesn't think about her at all

Xue Muxuan got up and touched her hair. "I'll take a bath. You'll wait for me in the room."

His voice was dull and magnetic, and his eyes were very soft. Bao Muran reflected that he wanted her to wait for him. He turned red and went upstairs, muttering, "why wait for you? Can't I sleep first? "

She jumped up the stairs, Xue Mu Xuan hook up a lip, see her figure disappeared, just quickly into the kitchen to find water.

I quickly poured a large glass of water into my mouth and drank another one without quenching my thirst. Xue Mu Xuan gave a wry smile. The little girl herself made soup for him, but she didn't admit it. She really wanted face.

None of the chefs in the Xue family can make the soup so salty. The saltiness is far more than shaking hands. It must be Bao Mo Ran's mistake in learning how to make soup and how to handle the seasoning. Do you want to taste it yourself? It's better to let the chef keep her out of the kitchen. Xue Muxuan enters the room after taking a bath. Bao Muran is lying with his back to him. Recently, she often has insomnia. She doesn't know what time she sleeps in the morning. Xue Muxuan lay in bed and easily put her in her arms. The fresh kiss fell on her neck. He didn't shave for many days, and his fibrous roots pricked her soft skin lightly. Bao Mo ran couldn't lie asleep, and he didn't dare to open his eyes. He seemed to be hiding. Xue Muxuan guesses what she's hiding, deliberately hugs her more tightly, and her chin and cheek are closer to her, rubbing against her face“ Hee hee... "Bao Mo ran couldn't help laughing when he was scratched“ Still pretending to sleep? "“ I pretend to sleep, you can't scratch me, can you? It's itchy. "“ Are you afraid of itch? That will make you comfortable for a while Xue Muxuan pulls her body to face her, holds her face and kisses her gently, and her hand begins to drift away from her. His touch seemed to have a magic power, sucking her soul in and clinging to him. Looking at the people in his arms, Xue Mu dazzle a little bit to conquer the city. Bao Mo ran tries to push him away: "no, you just came back, aren't you tired?"“ I'm not tired at all when I see you. " He was like a fire and plundered her. Bao Mo ran was soon brought into the clouds by him, and his body was no longer his own.