Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The person in charge of the partner took song Qinbei to a villa outside the mine.

The boss's surname is wan. He is in his forties. He looks greasy. He is a Burmese, dressed up as a foreign nationality.

"Mr. Song? How are you from afar. " Mr. Wan spoke fluent Chinese and shook hands with song Qinbei with a smile.

"This is..." his eyes fell on the side of Tang Xin, his eyes showed a strong surprise, "this is song's girlfriend?"

"No Tang Xin embarrassed mouth, "I'm just his secretary."

Listening to Tang Xin, it seems that he is coveting to get rid of the relationship with him. Song Qinbei's thin lips are tight, and his dark eyes are not happy.

"So it is. May I have the name of this beautiful miss Oriental? "

"My name is Tang. Just call me Miss Tang."

"Oh, Miss Tang, welcome."

Close, song Qinbei in Wan boss's warm reception, not long to sign the contract.

The general content is to sell this piece of jadeite minerals to the Northern Song Dynasty, and import minerals to song's chaebols every year.

Tang Xin felt that his little secretary had come to make soy sauce.

She has no place to use, and is not very interested in these business matters, so she has to stay quietly.

After signing the contract, boss Wan invited song Qinbei to stay and attend the party. He wanted to treat them warmly, but song Qinbei refused.

After Song Qinbei signed the authorization, he left with Tang Xin and anzuo.

"Mr. Song, what else do we have next?" Tang Xin thought of the old man's life, asked.

Song Qinbei's dark eyes looked at her, "not at work for the time being."

"Can we go back to China?"

"A few days off here is a trip abroad." Song Qinbei light road.

"Ah? But the old man wants you to go back early. " Tang Xin is a little embarrassed.

She was really afraid that when she was late, the old man would call and bombard her again.

"Are you so afraid of my grandfather?"

"I'm not, actually."

"Then stay here with me for a few days."

"... all right."

Tang Xin has no choice but to admit her fate. She takes out her mobile phone and edits a text message to the old man: old man, I'm Tang Xin. Now Mr. Song has talked about the contract, but he doesn't want to go back immediately. He wants to stay here for a few days.

I can't persuade him.

After sending, Tang Xin takes back his mobile phone and puts it in his bag.

"The report is like a composition in primary school. Tang Xin, you are so naive." The man looked at her in disgust.

Tang Xin: "I call this dedication."

"Although I'm going to be laid off in less than eight days, I'll finish the job well."

"Are you so sure you won't fall in love with me these eight days?" Men pick eyebrows.

"I'm sure and absolutely sure." Tang Xin disguised herself as a girl and said, "Mr. Song, my heart is like a rock and an iron tree. I advise you not to waste your time.

Don't be disappointed when you get it. "

"Well, I'm confident in my charm." Song Qinbei moves elegantly and slowly straightens his tie, "wait and see."

He didn't believe that there would be women who could resist his charm.

Song Qinbei, who is always conceited and confident, thinks so.

Don't want to draw his lips.

If self-confidence can bring him happiness, then, please continue.

She didn't believe it. In less than eight days, what flowers could she make.