Flash marriage president is too dominant

In the restaurant, Ye Ling ordered a dumpling, a side dish and a drink. While eating, Ye Ling screened several dishes for Lu Yanhao and specifically told Lu not to be spicy. It was also lighter. Ye lingcai signed on the menu:

"Pack these! Please wrap it firmly for me and three sets of tableware! Thank you ~ "

Think that if you are greedy at that time, you can also have multiple backups.

"OK!"

Eating in the restaurant and watching the news of the dinner in the group, Ye Ling's mood soared and his thoughts kept turning: I don't know if he is free that day? Just in a moment, you can stop by and ask!

Another dumpling was stuffed into his mouth. Ye Lingjiao narrowed her eyes: it's a feature. The dumplings with tomato and beef were so delicious!

Thinking of something, Ye Ling raised his hand and asked the waiter to add another one.

"Eh, bring meals?"

Unconsciously muttered, and Ye Ling's eyebrows frowned melancholy: then she can't be special! What can I bring?

Some people left a message saying they would bring meat, some volunteered to bring drinks, and others said they would bring all vegetables. Of course, there were also some fruits with staple food. After looking around, it seemed that there was nothing missing. Everyone discussed and hoped that they would not bring repetition to add burden. A flash of inspiration, Ye Ling also replied:

"I can bake bread, so I'll bring some dessert and sushi! The others are free! "

After chatting in the group, Ye Ling found that she had eaten the bottom of a plate of dumplings on the table: did she really eat a portion? And obviously there is more than enough stomach!

Put down the chopsticks, drink the last bit of hot milk, look at the time, ye lingcai greeted the waiter.

After buying the bill and carrying a huge bag, she went out the door.

On the way, seeing that the bag was not good-looking, she turned to the small supermarket at Daokou, bought a cloth bag and changed it. Then she took a taxi to Shengshi finance.

Towering buildings rise from the ground with magnificent momentum. Like the tall and straight flagpole in the sun, they show a kind of solemnity and solemnity. Standing in front of the building, Ye Ling felt an inexplicable pressure.

Entering the lobby, it was close to twelve o'clock, but many people gathered in the hall, all dressed in suits and shoes, and bustling. It was a grand occasion, not like being on the verge of a lunch break. Looking at it, Ye Ling was suddenly afraid. He wanted to call Lu Yanhao. Finally, his hand holding the mobile phone shrank back.

At this time, the dark shadow in front of me dispersed, and a beautiful female voice also sounded in my ears: "Hello, miss! Which department are you going to? Whom are you calling? Do you have an appointment? "

The reception attitude was very friendly, and the inquiry went straight to the subject.

At this point in Ye Ling's life, more than two-thirds of her life was spent in school. Although she had worked on a work study program and did a lot of groceries before, most of them were small front and small floor stalls. It was really the first time for her to greet such a scene. It was inevitable that she was too busy to make a sound and shook her head before she made a sound.

"Huh? Miss, are you coming to Shengshi finance? Are you in the wrong place? "

The voice of the reception came again. Ye Ling had not had time to speak, but had been robbed by the man behind her. So the first time she lined up, she was in a trance and made a mistake. When she came back, she had been led to the rest chair on the side by a staff member in charge of order.

After a while, Ye Ling's thoughts and reason began to return. Her natural intelligence was still there. After a few eyes, she had begun to roughly see the process. So she got up and lined up again at the reception.

This time, there was a beautiful young lady in front of her. She was wearing a tight pink skirt, revealing most of her white thighs. She was showy and full of fragrance. She wanted to sneeze. Therefore, the people in front were whining, and she kept rubbing her nose:

"Why wait? My name is Jinman. I'm the president secretary of Huatian. This time I came to talk to President Lu on behalf of our president. You should know me? "

"Why don't you inform me? Didn't I show you my ID card? And question my identity? Would you like to call President Chen to confirm? You're trying to make things difficult for me, aren't you? Can you afford to delay your cooperation? "

As soon as the woman's voice fell, Ye Ling subconsciously raised her head: did she come to see Lu Yanhao?

Her eyes wandered, and Ye Ling's nose wrinkled: but her dress always gives people a feeling of light provocation. It's not like a secretary at all, but like coming out of a nightclub!

Does Lu Yanhao often deal with such women?

No wonder even his friends call her "little man woman" and dislike that she is not feminine! Compared with the woman with heavy makeup, long hair and proud career line, she is really too childish!

Inexplicably, Ye Ling was uncomfortable.

At this time, the voice of the reception came again:

"Sorry, Miss Kim, we have our rules! We have recorded it for you. How dare we embarrass you? Look over there, that row is basically waiting to see the president. President Chen came in person and didn't receive notice. We still have to follow the rules! So, please sit over there and wait a minute, soon! "

Along the direction of the reception finger, Ye Ling saw a row of men and women in suits sitting on the bench next to the wall. They were basically dressed in formal clothes, either holding briefcases or notebooks, reading documents or watches. From time to time, the reception staff went to consult, deliver water and recycle garbage, which looked like "business".

Stunned, this time, Ye Ling was pulled back by the voice of the receptionist: "Miss, why are you again?"

Suddenly, Ye Ling regained consciousness. Before she could get rid of people, Ye Ling hurriedly said, "Hello, I'm here to see Lu... President Lu! I have no appointment! "

After looking at her for two seconds, the two receptionists unconsciously looked at each other and obviously flashed a light sneer. Then a receptionist smiled and said:

"Please show me your ID card. Let's register the information and wait over there! We'll let you know when it's your turn! "

It was confirmed that she had nothing to deliver to the door. Although they smiled, their attitude was obviously a little careless.

In a moment, Ye Ling unconsciously turned his next hand: "is the ID number okay? I didn't bring my ID card ~ "

She came out to get things. She didn't want to stay long, so she didn't bring her ID card with her.

As soon as they heard it, they recognized it more, but their professional cultivation kept the two women's superficial Cultivation: "register your name and phone, and then go there and wait!"