Miss Lu works hard. Isn't the president happy?

"All right, you go down."

The Secretary breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, president."

After the Secretary withdrew from the president's office, soon the door of the president's office was knocked again.

"Come in."

The secretary came in hard, "president, Miss Lin is here. Do you want to see her?"

Looking through the information, Lu Yin casually asked, "which Miss Lin?"

"It's Lin qiner, Miss Lin."

After turning the page, Lu Yin lowered her eyes and meditated for a moment, "let her come in."

"Yes, president."

The secretary went out. Soon, Lin qiner came in.

When the high-heeled shoes stepped on the carpet, the sound was almost hidden by the carpet. Lin qiner went straight to the desk and threw the invitation on the table with a "pop".

Lu Yin, who looked up at the sound, raised her eyebrows. "What's this?"

"Invitation." Lin qin'er raised his hand impatiently and looked at his watch.

At a glance, Lu Yin found that the watch on her wrist was van Cleef Arpels' lover bridge.

His eyes were dim, and Lu Yin put down the document, "what invitation?"

"I invite you to my father's birthday party."

Lin qin'er seemed unwilling to talk more. "If you are free, come over. If so, I've brought it to you. It's up to you whether you go or not. "

Leave your words and turn around to leave.

"Wait."

Lu Yin stretched out his hand, picked up the invitation, glanced at it and asked with a smile, "is this your attitude towards inviting people?"

"You can't go."

"Since my uncle invited me, why don't I go?"

With his back to his Lin qin'er, he sneered, "I think you'd better not go."

Standing up, bypassing the desk and coming to her, Lu Yin lowered her head, looked at her expressionless little face and smiled softly, "since you don't want me to go, why do you come to the hypocritical invitation in person?"

"That's what my father meant. It has nothing to do with me."

"You can't come."

Taking a deep breath, Lin qiner pursed her lips, turned back to her desk, picked up the invitation, Shua, and threw it into the dustbin.

"You can think you haven't seen it."

The moment I passed by, my wrist was tightly held.

Lu Yin's face was expressionless. "You haven't finished your words yet. Do you want to go?"

"Let go!"

"Lin qin'er, don't you say it's good to get together and spread?"

What does it mean to be angry with him now?

Yes, she said it herself.

But she didn't say to let him cooperate with her company.

I didn't want to have an intersection, but he took the initiative to come up. He saw more and was upset!

"Blame you for not cooperating with my father."

Lu Yin seemed to hear a big joke, "businessmen pursue profits. Why don't I do things that have interests?"

Ruthlessly shook off his hand. Lin qiner raised his hand and stroked his hair. "Just talk. Don't move your hands."

"The watch... Looks good."

"Thank you for your compliment." Not going to talk to him more, Lin qin'er is about to leave.

"From my boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Very insightful."

"Thank you for your compliment."

Lu Yin went to the trash can and leaned over to pick up the invitation. "I'll go there to congratulate my uncle myself when I'm free."

Lin qiner left without saying a word.

Lu Meng was about to go out. Unexpectedly, she saw Lin qiner. She waved her hand, "sister qiner."

"Meng Meng?" Lin qin'er pulled out a stiff smile.

Trotting forward, Lu Meng asked curiously, "sister qin'er, why are you in the company?"

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