Her Sniper

As soon as she opened the door, Li Su Li asked, "who are you?"

"Oh, Hello, Mrs. Wen. My name is Dylan. I'm here on the order of our president."

Outside the door stood a tall man, wearing a pair of gold glasses. His behavior was very elegant, his speech was neither humble nor overbearing, and he had a great style.

Seeing that the visitors were handsome and well behaved, Li Suli unconsciously brought more humility: "excuse me To whom? "

Dylan said with a smile, "it's for master Wen's daughter."

"For you?" Li Suli reacted instantly, and the whole person was overjoyed. She further confirmed: "excuse me, is your President Mr. Meng said

Dylan gave her a positive reply: "yes, our president is the largest shareholder of Monteggia group. This shopping mall project is also decided by our president. Is master Wen's daughter here?"

Li Suli was so excited that she waved quickly: "be quiet, come quickly. The big boss has sent someone to give you clothes!"

Sun Sijing was stunned for several seconds, but soon he was dazed by the ecstasy and rushed over all the way: "give me a ride? Really? He hasn't even met me yet

Is she really lucky?

Is there any pie in the sky?!

Li Suli also smiles and turns to Wen BoChang: "brother Chang, did you mention that we are quiet with Mr. Meng?"

Wen BoChang did not expect that, nodded his head and said: "what I have mentioned, what I have mentioned, Meng always knows."

"That's it!"

Li Suli rubbed her hands happily. She didn't expect that it would take no effort. She wanted to make a good impression on the big boss at the family dinner. She didn't expect that people had already sent clothes to her?

Is silence interesting long ago?

In this way, Fu Yicheng has nothing to be nostalgic about. This big boss behind the scenes is obviously more powerful than Fu Yicheng. The key is that he is still the one Wen BoChang has to curry favor with.

As long as you can get his green eyes, are you afraid that Wen's poetry will play tricks?

Both mother and daughter were overjoyed, especially sun Sijing.

She trotted all the way and reached for Dylan's gift box: "thank you..."

Dylan's hand is flexible to shrink back: "not for you."

Sun Sijing's hand awkwardly stopped in mid air and said, "I'm master Wen's daughter, that's me!"

Just then, behind him came a familiar voice: "sorry, it should be for me."

Wen Shishi did not know when she came over and said hello to Dylan with a smile: "Hello, Dylan."

"Hello, Miss Wen," Dylan respectfully sent the gift box to her with both hands. "This is the clothes and shoes specially selected by our president for you. They are all selected according to your size. The president said that your skin color is white and white is the best. Please be present on the day of the family dinner."

As soon as Dylan saw Wen Shishi, the smile and respect on his face immediately piled up, and his attitude was as good as he could be. Just now, he was still serious and business-oriented. When he saw Wen Shishi, his smile turned into a big chrysanthemum.

Sun Sijing watched in amazement as Wen Shishi took the box from Dylan, untied the beautiful light purple ribbon on it and opened the lid -

Wen Shishi reached out and took the skirt out of the box. It was an Ivory Chiffon Dress with a narrow shoulder and waist. The chest was bulging and a large piece of silk was protruding, and the hem was fine silk Vaguely, it looks gorgeous and sweet.

Sun Sijing has seen good things. At a glance, he knows that this dress is definitely not the clothes hanging out of the general luxury jewelry brand counter.

It's custom made.

"This dress..." Wen Shishi frowned slightly: "he chose it for me?"

Dylan nodded with a smile: "yes, the president specially invited a designer to tailor it for you."

"Oh," Wen Shishi did not have any special reaction, put the skirt back in the box, "thank you for me, president."

"Yes, yes, I will bring it."

Dylan finished his mission, nodded to Wen Shishi and drove away.

In the villa of Wen's family, it's very quiet. All four of them have their own thoughts.

Sun Sijing nests in the corner of the sofa. His eyes look like a knife. Inch by inch, he wants to prick Wen Shi to death.

Not far away, Wen Bo Chang is talking to Wen Shi.

"Miss Wen, do you know Meng's investors?"

Wen Shi's words are precise: "I don't know."

"No, if you don't know him, why would he send you clothes?" Wen BoChang was very anxious: "Shishi, tell me the truth. What's the relationship between you and that investor? Can you let him come home for dinner... "Wen Shishi folded his clothes in a leisurely way, with his eyebrows closed and no expression, but his heart was cold.

Well, master Wen, who has a good reputation and high integrity, will actually please investors for his future and face, won't he?

Human nature is hypocritical. I don't know what kind of face he used when he fell in love with his mother?

Wen Shishi chuckled, "I really don't know him. He should know me."

She is not wrong. Mr. sniper knows everything about her, but she still knows nothing about Mr. sniper.

Wen Bo Chang smacked his lips and rubbed his hands in a helpless way: "Shi Shi, if I say so, it should be because of you, the investor, who gave instructions to general manager Meng that I was able to enter Meng's and take charge of the shopping mall project. Well, if you want anything in the future, just tell me, as long as I can, I will satisfy you. "

Wen Shishi's fingers on the clothes box gently point, issued a clear voice: "master Wen, you'd better call me Miss Wen. It's too intimate. If you let others detect anything, it's not good to dig out what happened more than 20 years ago."

"Well, that's not what I said." Wen BoChang's attitude toward Wen's poems also changed obviously: "flesh and blood are inseparable. Am I the kind of person who does not recognize his own flesh and blood for fame? "

You are.

Wen said in his heart.

If he didn't think he knew the investors behind her, how could Wen BoChang have such a vague intention to recognize her?

but now the status between the two of them has been mutually aligned, and the initiative has reached the hand of Wen Shi Shi, who has the final say.

"I'll talk about it later. I'm a little sleepy today. I'll go back to my room and have a rest first. Master Wen and Mrs. Wen must be tired after a day's shopping. They all have a rest early. You are all in your fifties. You should pay more attention to your health."