Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

Most of the Filipino maids working in the villa are black. They have received Chinese training before they officially take up their posts, but they don't slip away when they understand and speak.

Hearing an Jingxing's words, the Filipino maid stopped her hand, pointed downstairs and made a gesture of holding a pen.

An Jingxing nodded, meaning that he understood, and turned and walked out of the room.

Down the stairs, an Jingxing felt that the servants looking at him all the way were a little different from yesterday.

I'm afraid I heard from various sources about her and gene in the room last night?

Although she made up her mind to be a woman who sold her body for money, an Jingxing couldn't help feeling ashamed and flustered on her face, so she pretended to be calm and walked to the first floor.

She walked along several rooms and soon found Tang qianrong.

At the end of the corridor, there is a conference room. It looks like a large living room. There are huge French windows on three sides. The top is semicircular, and the painted glass is carved with a pattern like Jesus angel.

Thick crimson curtains hung on both sides. Inside, there were mahogany tables about ten meters long. Both sides were filled with men in straight suits.

An Jingxing looked at the man sitting at the end of the long table. His left hand was wrapped with a bandage and his right hand held a Parker pen. He listened to the people next to him pointing on the projector and saying some data that an Jingxing didn't understand.

The man's eyebrows are slightly twisted, which seems to be very serious.

Looking at such a scene, it is really difficult for an Jingxing to imagine the man in front of him as the same person as the wild, rough and even rogue man last night.

When her heart twisted, the pain between her legs reminded her that the criminal evidence of the man last night was still fresh in my mind. What strength are you intoxicated with here?

Seeing Tang qianrong sitting there without anger, he commanded the leaders of all skin colors and ages.

An Jingxing had a little psychology of revenge in his heart. A cunning flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and a plan emerged in his mind.

In order to close the relationship between the major shareholders of the down group, every time Tang qianrong returns to Switzerland, the most important shareholders' meeting is held in the villa where he lives.

This room is specially built by him to meet these Swiss people. It has the world's top security, anti-theft and anti eavesdropping equipment.

Below the conference room is the wine cellar he has collected for 20 years, and the next room is the storage room of the world's top cigars.

He seldom smokes and drinks, which are just drinks for the shareholders present.

One of the reasons for the vigorous development of Down's over the years is its strength, and its strong and vast high-level interpersonal network also has great contributions.

Therefore, he has always attached great importance to exchanges with these people, respected but not humble, and the relationship of mutual benefit and win-win has been properly handled by him.

When the annual meeting came to an end, Tang qianrong closed his folder and was going to say a few words for the final summary.

However, just then, at the meeting, the door that he had banned was suddenly opened.

Didi's alarm sounded, and everyone heard the reputation. They saw an oriental woman in a casual suit, stepping on slippers, with a sweet smile on her pretty little face, pushing the door as if nothing had happened.

As if he didn't see the others here, he went straight to Tang qianrong, the Lord.