Female CEO's Ace Soldier King

"I have no contact with him at all. What can I say to him?"

Ma Minghui put down his broom and shrugged, with a pious face. He knew that if ye Qingcheng knew the truth now, he would feel bad, so he decided to tell a white lie first.

"Really?"

Ye Qingcheng lengthened his voice and looked at Ma Minghui in disbelief.

Ma Minghui stood up straight and said solemnly, "do you think I'm lying?"

"That's good!"

Ye Qingcheng put down his airs, walked slowly to Ma Minghui, glanced at his chest, suddenly sniffed his nose, raised his hand and straightened his collar, "haven't you bathed for a few days? The boss smells of sweat

"Who said we didn't take a bath? Didn't we take a mandarin duck bath after that last night?"

Ma Minghui gave a bad smile, and a dishonest hand quickly hooked Ye Qingcheng's chin.

Ye Qingcheng blushed and pushed Ma Minghui away with one hand. He said, "bad guy - disgust!"

"Men are not bad, women do not love it!"

Ma Minghui focuses on Ye Qingcheng and continues to laugh.

Ye Qingcheng raised his right hand slightly and said, "you must have not changed your clothes for a few days. Go home to change your new clothes. Go out to dinner with me at noon and meet someone."

"To whom?"

"My best friend!"

"Do you have any friends? Why haven't I heard from you before? " Ma Minghui was surprised.

Ye Qingcheng snorted coldly and picked his eyebrows. "Who hasn't had a best friend after decades of living? I didn't say it was because she went abroad! Yesterday, she called me and said that she had returned to Donghai and invited us to have lunch together. "

"So you have to go?" Ma Minghui said while reaching out to Ye Qingcheng's back waist, this girl is very sexy today, a pair of long legs exposed under the hip skirt, people can't help but feel it.

"Lust devil!"

Ye Qingcheng directly glared at Ma Minghui, then lifted his hand and said, "you can choose not to go, but don't say you know me in the future!"

After that, he raised his high heels, turned around and walked out of the office.

Less than Ma Minghui's reply, the girl dropped another sentence, "if you want to go, wait for me in the underground garage at 11:50 noon! Drive that white Maserati - remember to change! "

"I see!"

The future wife adult has spoken, Ma Minghui which dares not to follow?

As soon as the girl left, Ma Minghui took out the long life lock in his trouser pocket and carefully put it into his drawer. Then he turned out a bank card and was ready to go to the ATM nearby to pick up some cash and put it on him; Although WeChat and Alipay are popular now, it is not ruled out that these two things can not be used in some places, so bringing in cash is always good.

After getting off the elevator and leaving Chunhui building, Ma Minghui saw the Bank of China not far away; Light a cigarette and walk leisurely to the bank ATM.

Not far from the bus stop, a middle school student like little red Mao saw Ma Minghui walking towards the bank door, he also slowly started the pace.

The inductive glass door in front of the ATM automatic cash withdrawal machine slowly opens to both sides. Seeing that the two machines inside are empty, Ma Minghui goes to the machine on the far left and smoothly inserts the card and withdraws the money!

It didn't take a minute for Ma Minghui to get out of the bank with 2000 yuan in cash; At the moment when he stepped on the street, Xiao Hongmao, who used to follow in and pretend to withdraw money, also quietly followed out.

Ma Minghui had noticed the difference of Xiao Hongmao, but seeing that he was still calm, he kept silent and continued to go his own way.

Looking at the time on the mobile phone, it's almost eleven o'clock. If you go back to wuliliang to change clothes and then go back to the company, it's in a hurry, and there are no high-grade clothes at home, so in order not to disgrace Mr. Ye, Ma Minghui still plans to go to a nearby store to buy a decent dress; There are few high-end clothes on Chunhui road. Ma Minghui has to use his mobile phone to Baidu for a while. He happens to find a Jinba men's clothing store one kilometer ahead. It's said that this dress is one of the best made in China who has entered the Louvre in France. It's also quite high-grade and very popular with successful men. Ma Minghui plans to go there to have a look at it.

A kilometer's journey is neither near nor far, and it's more appropriate to walk there; Ma didn't bother to take a taxi or drive. He walked to his destination with a cigarette in his mouth.

In the meantime, Xiao Hongmao has been quietly following Ma Minghui.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ma Minghui entered this powerful store. Most of the waiters here are middle-aged married women. They are not good-looking, but they have warm smiles on their faces, because they know that the people who can buy here are at least the middle class. Of course, they don't rule out some thieves.

"Do you want to see a dress or trousers, sir? We have a new autumn style recently. You can visit the new product area first. "

Xu Niang, a half aged woman in light makeup, soon became a receptionist for Ma Minghui.

"Want to see a jacket!"

Ma Minghui saw that the model on his left hand was pretty good-looking in the dark blue stand collar jacket. When he looked around, he looked around the store; Xu Niang caught Ma Minghui's eyes, so she took him to the jacket section with a smile, skillfully took out the dark blue stand collar jacket that the model was wearing and said, "Sir, this dress is very consistent with your temperament."

"I think so!"

Ma Minghui was not modest at all. He took the jacket and put it on himself.

At this time, another two middle-aged men and a woman came to the jacket zone, holding hands and joking all the way; Ma Minghui glanced at them as he put on his coat. The man was in his forties. He wore a pair of gold glasses and looked gentle. The woman was almost thirty or forty years old. Because of good maintenance, she looked young and elegant.

A salesgirl still went forward to introduce them, but they didn't pay much attention to it. They just heard the charming woman say impatiently, "OK, let's have a look first. We'll call you if we like that one!"

As soon as the salesgirl heard this, she estimated that most of them came in to hang out, so she quickly moved to the other side to receive other customers.

In the process, the gentle middle-aged man took out a golden apple Plath and made a phone call with a full face.

Ma put on his coat and went to the mirror to take a look.

It's really "people depend on clothes and horses depend on saddles"! The whole momentum of brother pony rose several grades when he put on a stiff jacket.

Xu Niang, who was in charge of reception, saw Ma Minghui, who suddenly became more handsome. She was so surprised that her eyes became round.

"Sir, if you change your underwear into a pure white or light blue shirt, the effect will be better!"

Xu Niang was stunned for a long time, and finally did not forget her identity and mission, so she took two shirts and stood in front of Ma Minghui to promote sales.

Ma Minghui looked at the wrinkled shirt in the jacket, and then took over a light blue shirt in Xu Niang's hand with a smile. He took off and changed it on the spot.

Looking at Ma Minghui's strong muscles, Xu Niang was a little red eyed and stepped back a few feet shyly; The middle-aged man with glasses, however, seemed to be attracted by Ma Minghui's charm. His eyes were always on him. Especially when Ma changed his shirt, put on his jacket again and walked to the mirror, the middle-aged man leaned over quickly.

And the charming woman, then grabbed a suit and stood in front of Xu Niang to ask questions.

Ma Minghui noticed that the middle-aged man was moving towards his body quickly, but he didn't look back. He just walked carelessly to the floor mirror.

"Sir, this suit is just tailor-made for you. How about wrapping it for you?"

Soon, after answering the question of the charming woman, Xu Niang went to the floor mirror with her eyes shining, and flattered Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui didn't look at the price tag either. He just nodded and said, "no, I'll wear it now. Would you cut the tag and pay the bill?"

"All right, sir - do you want to see a pair of trousers? Our trousers are also in style."

Xu Niang, with her scissors, stands on tiptoe to cut the price tag on Ma Minghui's body, and actively promotes the casual pants in the store.

Ma Minghui doesn't care about money either. Anyway, he knocked out a million dollars from wuzhenshan yesterday afternoon. It's good to buy a new pair of trousers! So reported his waistline, let Xu Niang find a light gray casual pants out.

Full of joy, Xu Niang went to look for her trousers.

And the gentle middle-aged man suddenly asked the charming woman beside her in a row of shelves, "eh, old lady, where is my mobile phone?"