Heavenly high price contract: President has expired

The bad woman did so many tricks when she slept. She really scared his heartbeat. Chu Liding, who left the bed and walked to the door of the room, now stroked her beating heart and looked back at the woman who slept soundly.

I'm gone. You sleep well. Don't worry about flying. I'll be behind you.

After expressing his thoughts silently, he left Jinhua.

This week, his focus will be on the employee assessment of Yasheng and the transfer of development rights. Both of them have a great relationship with an Qianmo. Of course, it is also because of her that he focuses on these two things.

"JOJO JOJO... JOJO JOJO..." the mobile phone alarm rang for a long time, and finally awakened an Qianmo. It was daybreak, "it's over, what time is it?" she grabbed her messy hair, and she took the mobile phone next to the pillow and looked, "Wow, it's past nine, it's over!"

Get up quickly, brush your teeth, wash your face and change your clothes. She hurried out of the bedroom. What happened to the blue headband on the door and how she came here. For a moment, her mind was blank. She went to the sofa and looked at the neatly placed materials here.

No, she seemed to struggle until midnight last night. She also read a lot of assessment knowledge, and then looked at the blue headband hanging on her fingers in doubt. Did she sleep confused yesterday and didn't read a book? How do you explain this thing?

Is she sleeping on the sofa?

By the way, she even dreamed that Chu lichen was coming and wanted to kiss her secretly. She touched her lips. She didn't feel much.

If it was true, how could Chu lichen let himself go? He didn't take aphrodisiac that time. If it weren't for the face of her benefactor, she——

It seems that she still has no capital to say no to him.

Ah, it must be a dream. She actually has a dream to struggle and work hard. I turned over as like as two peas on the tea table, but it was a good dream. Actually, the information I read in my dream is exactly the same as in the book.

It would be nice if these were always in my dream. I'm not afraid of Friday assessment. I'll remember everything after sleeping for two days. But she knew it was impossible. She couldn't sleep any more. She cleaned up quickly and went to the North City Development Department first. Of course, she had to bring all these materials.

Now concentrate on the exam. As for Xiao Qifu, she will wait for the news.

She has decided that this is a beginning. She can't leave Chu lichen. If she doesn't hold such a good thigh, where can she find other thighs.

I found a cloth bag and put it in. I took a taxi to work happily. It's perfect.

Passing by an old man selling pancakes in the alley, he seems to be wiping his tears. An Qianmo feels very strange. She looks up and looks at the corner in front of her. Anyway, she doesn't have to punch in. Chu lichen didn't take care of her when she was late, so just from this point of view, she can't lose Chu lichen at will.

Go and ask first. An Qianmo, who is not too nosy, probably saw that the uncle was very poor today. She stepped forward. "Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Although she doesn't like to buy breakfast here, her little Wu AI knows this paper bag. When the uncle saw a customer coming, he quickly cleaned up, "I'm sorry, girl. I can't sell it for the time being."

"Why?" the old man didn't respond to her directly, but he was still closing the stall.

"I just came from the urban management team. I said I gave the stall money, but they didn't recognize it. They had to make a mess here. They also told the guests that I used gutter oil. Those who wanted cakes didn't want cakes and left."

It doesn't cost much, but the money hasn't been received. Do you have to take it back and eat it yourself? So much.

"Often?" it's not easy to set up a stall at such an old age. If Xu Xianglan also meets this kind of thing, she will probably cry. When she thinks of her weak mother who can only cry in case of an accident, her heart is filled with love for the old man.

It was as if she had stabbed the old man where he was sad, and the old man wiped the tears with his sleeve, "I can't help it. This stall was originally owned by my son. My son had a car accident, the people were gone, and the perpetrator didn't catch it. My daughter-in-law is also ill. Now the sick daughter-in-law wants to look after the children. Only I came out to set up a stall. But my craft is not as good as my son, and my business is much worse."

Sigh and continue to clean up the mess destroyed by others.

An Qianmo frowned. Isn't this a typical house leak? It still rains at night. It's so similar to her at the beginning. The compassion in her heart made her make a small decision.

"Sir, I just didn't eat, and my colleagues didn't eat either. Give me all these cakes and I'll buy them for you at the original price."

With that, she pulled her pocket to put it, but the old man stopped her, "how can this do? It's cold, don't do it, don't do it, don't buy it, and it's soft after a long time. It's not delicious."

An Qianmo smiled, "it's all right."

Two people were pulling, and a stern voice came out from behind, "Why are you still here, don't you roll!"

The cold sound of drinking and scolding made the old man shake his hands, a pulling pocket was broken, and the cake fell to the ground, which was completely inedible.

Don't you mean to enforce the law in a civilized way? Why are these people like this? An Qianmo hates people holding high and stepping on the bottom. She turns her head and glares at the people behind her. There's more than one person. It's a good car of people. Are they all going to deal with the old man?

"Oh, this beautiful woman is very beautiful. Buy pancakes. You let the old man be a stubborn disease here. He operates without a license. Do you know what oil he uses, gutter oil!"

This man really looks like Gu Qingnan, but he is more like a local ruffian in a war film when he was a child. "Oh, yeah, I'm sorry. I grew up eating gutter oil. I'm so bored that I don't eat it all day."

She is not afraid of these people, and this person doesn't even wear work clothes. She may be a fake.

She picked up the cake that had fallen on the ground. "Sir, I don't want this. I'll buy all the money here." she didn't intend to take care of the people behind her.

The man with a big back saw that an Qianmo dared to face him. He was also very unhappy. He had only been a new official for a week. This street was his management scope. Today, a thorn came out, and he was still a big beauty.

No, it's a little beauty, and it's also wrong. It looks like a little girl, but this figure is well-known.

While he was looking here, an Qianmo had signaled the old man to sell all the cakes to himself and was busy collecting the stall.