Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

The man's back was hidden under the dazzling light in the noble decorated room.

There is a bookshelf on the left and a computer on the right. There is a large conference LCD screen in front. The LCD screen used to be a small conference table. Opposite the conference table is a rest area with two sets of leather sofas.

A look at the layout shows that this is a tall office.

The room door is open.

A tall male secretary came over, with a light comb of hair and a solemn expression like the housekeeper. The etiquette was in place. When he came to the man, before he began to speak, he heard the man whispering, "how did she react?"

The man asked him to report things that could be reported by telephone.

The male secretary paused for a moment and Bi Gong said, "Miss ye, take the wedding letter."

He wanted to ask, why do you use the ancient way of proposing marriage?

Modern women like flowers and rings.

Of course, there should be a wasted candlelight dinner or other romantic things before sending the flower ring.

In short, no one would send a wedding letter so dryly.

The content of the marriage letter made him, a top student born in a world-class university, feel numb and ashamed when reading it.

What a match made in heaven, golden pupil, jade girl, dragon and Phoenix can't compare with the words "ten thousand years at a glance".

His boss never lied. Now he lied for a woman. Is this still his boss?

Will it be replaced by someone else?

In the male secretary's heart, Su Qihai's life is just over thirty autumn. Where did it come from?

But he didn't know that in Su Qihai's body in his thirties, there was an old monster who had really lived for more than 20000 years.

Yun Zuiyan's feeling for the flower remnant spirit is that he feels more and more that he can only describe it with a glance for ten thousand years.

But the male secretary doesn't know.

The movements are a little hesitant.

"OK, then send someone to hire."

The boss's chair turned around, and the face of the man who had been shining clearly fell into the eyes of the male secretary. It was su Qihai, the handsome president of his family. Who else could there be?

Thanks to him, he doubted whether his boss had been replaced.

Now it seems that everything is normal.

It's just, what the hell is this employee?

"OK, I'll arrange it now." the male secretary was very effective and said immediately.

"Well, we must hire according to the world's highest standards."

Su Qihai said again.

He and she, no matter in which world, deserve the best.

Hua Canling, this time, you have a rest and slip away from my hands.

"The highest standard? How about referring to the Western Royal family?"

The male secretary asked tentatively.

He really didn't know that in modern society, there is such a thing as lower employment. He planned to go back and study a dream of Red Mansions or other ancient books to know what formal lower employment is.

"The Western Royal family is not as formal and high standard as the eastern royal family. You can buy it according to the dowry standard after the ancient emperor marries."

Do pray for sea eyes and warm color tunnel.

When did the male secretary see such a warm President?

She kept sighing in her heart that Miss Ye was really a divine man. She could make the president, whose face was as cold as ice, paralyzed, have other expressions on her face.

"OK."

Listen, according to the standards of ancient emperors after they married, he almost blurted out "obedience".