His Sweet Embrace

Then Jinyue took several other magazines, all about K. N chaebol majority.

"Why are these financial magazines talking about K. N chaebol? Because K. Is n a benchmark in business? "

"You can think so."

"Or is there any other reason?"

"Is it necessary to send magazines that have nothing to do with me to my room?"

"...." Jinyue was speechless. What he said seemed to be very reasonable.

She put down the magazine. Just as she was about to say something, the door of the presidential suite was knocked. Xing Sen quietly pushed the door open for fear that Jin Yue would have a rest. When he saw Jin Yue sitting in bed and reading the magazine, he was also relieved.

He smiled at Jinyue, who waved with him, "Hello, Xing tezhu."

When Xing Sen was just about to make a sound, he was frightened back by Fu zhanting's eyes.

He smiled and nodded awkwardly, and then walked quickly to Fu zhanting.

"Fu Shao." Xing Sen shouted Fu zhanting out loud and said respectfully, "Fu Shao, there's something going on over there."

When Jinyue heard the news about the situation over the chaebol, she immediately looked up in the direction of them. She was also very curious about this.

Fu zhanting frowned and suddenly looked at Xing Sen. he noticed the brocade moon on the bed not far away. He slightly hooked his mouth, arbitrarily dropped his signature pen, looked at her and said, "since you want to listen, come and listen openly. Don't be a eavesdropping mouse there."

Brocade moon pie pie mouth, mouse? Can this metaphor go a little too far?

"I'm afraid of Fu Shao's majesty, so I only dare to hide here and eavesdrop. After all, I'm afraid to get closer." With that, Jinyue also showed a look of great fear.

Fu zhanting raised his lips coldly and said softly, "are you afraid?"

"Yes."

"Who is the person who sleeps next to me every night?"

"It may be Xing tezhu!"

"Miss Su, don't dig a hole for me... I'm old and young, and I haven't got a wife and children yet!" Xing Sen is really one head and two big ones tossed by Jinyue.

Jinyue looked at Xing Sen with a pitiful appearance and burst into laughter. After the fever subsided, she was completely alive and active. She didn't want to be so weak when she just woke up. She opened the quilt, put on her slippers and ran to Fu zhanting in small steps.

"You, bring a chair." Fu zhanting's thin lips opened slightly and ordered in a cold voice.

"Oh." Jinyue answered and stepped to one side to move the chair.

But just before she took two steps, he grabbed her slender wrist.

"Fu Shao, you take me. How can I move the chair?"

"It's not you, it's you." With that, Fu zhanting directly moved his sight to Xing Sen. the cold and terrible sight made Xing Sen seem to fall into the ice cellar.

Xing Sen looks miserable. Why is he so pathetic? Their Fu Shao is not willing to let Miss Su move the chair!

Xing Sen did not dare to say anything. He quickly moved a soft chair and put it on one side.

"Sit down." Fu zhanting loosened his big palm holding Jinyue's wrist.

"OK." Jin Yue nods. It's easier to sit than to stand.

After she sat in the seat on one side, Fu zhanting took back his sight and looked at Xing Sen. his thin lips opened slightly: "say."

Xing Sen nodded, "our people came the news that they checked the accounts of the latest month, and the funds were misappropriated." He put himself into work in one second. With high efficiency, he immediately handed the printed account table to Fu zhanting.

Fu zhanting looked at a few pages at will and handed a stack of accounts to Jinyue on one side.

"Dry, why?" Jinyue didn't expect that Fu zhanting not only let her sit in, but also handed her the account sheet.

He slightly hooked his mouth and said, "give you a chance to show."

Jin Yue shook her head. "I'm not an employee of the finance department." She doesn't want a chance to behave like this.

"You are my secretary."

"The secretary is not responsible for looking at the accounts." Jin Yue argued.

"My secretary must decathlon."

"Fu zhanting, you!" Jinyue bit her teeth and had to stretch out her hand to take over the account sheet.

According to what Fu zhanting taught before and her previous practical experience, she soon saw that there was a problem with the accounts. "She made false accounts again, which is more clever than before. What is Fu Haofan, the finance minister, doing? Do you go to work and sleep every day? "

Hearing Jinyue scold Fu Haofan, Fu zhanting was in a good mood for a moment. He had an obvious smile on his mouth. "Going to work and sleeping is the second. Thinking about how to entangle you is his main task."

"Then I have to trouble Fu Shao to break his leg, and he can't pester me."

"Can consider."

Jin Yue nodded, then took a pen in the pen holder, drew a circle on the copy of the account, and corrected the account directly.

"What time will tomorrow's dinner end?"

"About nine o'clock in the evening."

"Arrange a ten o'clock flight back to Chengjiang city."

"Yes."

"Will there be another Chang Tai's dinner tomorrow?" Brocade month feels a little curious and asks aloud.

Fu zhanting looked at Jinyue with a puzzled look on her face and said, "tomorrow is the first dinner of Changtai recently."

"The first recent dinner?" Jinyue was stunned and quickly responded, "Oh, yes, I'm confused and remember wrong. Tomorrow is indeed the first dinner of Hengtai group."

She should have thought that yesterday's party was also a trap set by Lu Yaqiu, a trap waiting for her to jump in!

Xing Sen snickered and said again, "Miss Su, yesterday Fu Shao was listening to the work report of each senior executive in the branch."

Jin Yue nodded, but her little hand couldn't help tightening her dress.

Luyaqiu, you won't have a second chance to take my life! Whether you killed me first or I brought you down first, let time prove it!

"Tomorrow's dinner, you accompany."

"What?" When Jinyue heard Fu zhanting's words, she directly exclaimed, and then said, "Fu Shao, my fever has just subsided. Now my hands and feet are soft and my disease hasn't recovered. I'm afraid I can't accompany you to tomorrow's dinner."

Jinyue never likes such an occasion. In addition, the outside world thinks that her relationship with Fu zhanting can be said to be complicated. She will definitely become the focus of people's eyes when she attends such a dinner with Fu zhanting. Of course, she can escape!

"Really?" Fu zhanting's mouth was slightly hooked and looked at Jinyue coldly, "who was the man who had to move the chair just now?"

"..." Jinyue suddenly became silent.

"Nothing to say?"

Jin Yue pursed her lower lip. The tyrant didn't even give her the right to refuse!

"I see. Isn't it just to accompany you to the dinner party? Fu Shao remembers to calculate my overtime pay. "