Madam, Do You Like Me Again

Entertainment news is far more concerned than financial news. Hot kiss videos have been watched over and over by everyone. The whole people knocked on the official candy of Qinwang Group.

The picture of President Qin and Vice President Su embracing the kiss is a bit incompatible with the words behind the signing ceremony of the comprehensive strategic cooperation, but no one has noticed this, as if it is wrong for two people not to kiss at the press conference.

Gu Wenyi, who had seen the live version, covered his mouth and took a peek. The laughter escaped from his fingers from time to time. A figure quietly approached her, standing behind her across the sofa.

The dimmed mobile phone screen was very clear under the lights of the banquet hall. Gu Wenyi noticed someone behind him and was about to turn his head, covering her eyes with one hand.

At a banquet where people come and go, they actually play this kind of game that children only play. Gu Wenyi grabbed her hand and took it away, "Who?"

The hand was not removed, still blocking her eyes, a familiar scent approached, and the person behind leaned down| whispered in Gu Wenyi's ear, "I."

The heartbeat had accelerated when he smelled the familiar smell, and now when he heard the sound, Gu Wenyi's heartbeat was even faster.

How dare she be so close to herself in full view?

Before Gu Wenyi could ask, Gu Cenjin said, "Wenyi, I miss you." By speaking, she kissed Gu Wenyi's pinna.

The kiss was gentle and the temperature was so hot that Gu Wenyi blushed all over.

Gu Cenjin let go of Gu Wenyi and looked like she hadn't done anything before, and she held up the back of the sofa and talked to her with a calm expression, "Would you like to have a drink with me, Assistant Gu?"

They have the same surname Gu, one is President Qin's secretary, and the other is Vice President Su's assistant. Gu Wenyi glanced at her and poured a glass of wine to Gu Cenjin.

Gu Cenjin walked around to the sofa and sat down, picked up the wine and drank. Gu Wenyi was worried that his stomach would not be able to take it, so he held her down, "Get something to eat first."

There was a piece of Black Forest Mousse cake that I had eaten on the round small tea table. Gu Cenjin saw it and answered it. She put down the wine glass and took the piece of cake, took a small spoon and took it straight to her mouth.

The cake is eaten, and the small spoon is also used.

Gu Wenyi felt a rush of enthusiasm rushing to his forehead, not daring to look at her meaningful eyes, and took a bottle of mineral water to pour it down.

Gu Cenjin laughed dumbly, and returned the cake after two bites to Gu Wenyi, "Which room do you live in at night?"

She took a wet tissue and gently wiped the fingers with the cream. Gu Wenyi took a look and just saw her wiping her middle finger.

The little flame that was finally suppressed reappeared, and Gu Wenyi quickly turned his head back and talked to her without squinting, "I have a room with Assistant Yu."

It is inconvenient to share a room with Assistant Yu.

Gu Cenjin wiped off her fingers and picked up the wine glass. Gu Wenyi waited for half a minute. He didn't hear her and turned to look at her, unexpectedly meeting a pair of smiling eyes.

The red liquid was plated with a layer of golden light, reflecting the two figures in the same glass. Gu Cenjin finished the red wine in the glass, leaving the glass to leave.

Seeing her back into the crowd, Gu Wenyi withdrew his gaze, Gu Cenjin's used wine glass was in front of his eyes, and a faint lip print on the rim of the glass, like a blooming gorgeous flower, tempting bees and butterflies near.

Gu Wenyi pours wine into the wine glass in a ghostly manner. Gu Cenjin looks back at her, her delicate makeup outlines a delicate profile, she curls her lips, smiles deeply, and the young manager in front of her is attracted by her.

Gu Cenjin turned her head and said to the young manager, "Excuse me, Manager Zhao, where did we just talk?"

Gu Wenyi, who was watched drinking a full glass of wine, didn't notice anything. She put down the glass, looked around in the banquet hall, and finally landed by the French window.

President Qin and Vice President Su stayed there for half an hour.

Feeling the phone vibrating, Su Jian took it out and took a look. With this look, he saw his own big news, "What's going on?"

Why does Qinwang Group's official website Weibo post such a video? !

Qin Yuefeng, who was holding her, saw it and smiled softly. She clicked into the comment and explained as she read: "I asked Assistant Tang to post it."

The official website of Qinwang Group's Weibo is managed by the Propaganda Department, and all content can only be sent out after review. It is impossible to post such an improper Weibo without President Qin's consent. Of course Su Jian knows.

What she wanted to ask was why Qin Yuefeng asked the official website to post such a Weibo.

This greatly affects the personal image of the company and the two of them.

Seeing the popular comments, Su Jian silently swallowed the question back. No one seemed to think that kissing at the signing ceremony press conference was unsightly.

On the contrary, many people feel that the time they kiss is too short.

Su Jianfu, is this still short? She felt that the kiss was very long at the time. She didn't know how many shots recorded her kissing Qin Yuefeng, or how the industry friends at the scene viewed their intimate behavior.

Qin Yuefeng hugged her tenderly, her kisses were shallow and deep, her beating heart thumped like a gong and a drum, blood surged all over her body, and her hypoxic brain was blank.

With a slender finger pointing on the sensitive screen, with a light swipe, the interface slides from comment to video.

Qin Yuefeng clicked on the video, and Su Jian didn't have any preparations, but saw her own kissing scene.

The volume of the phone was low, and the sound coming out was enough for the two people holding the phone to hear. Old Su Jian blushed, blocking Qin Yuefeng’s eyes and reluctant to show it to her.

When he couldn't see, his ears could hear more clearly. Qin Yuefeng curled her lips and told Su Jian with a smile, "I've already seen it."

The shots taken on-site were all high-definition. Three hundred and sixty degrees without blind spots recorded the press conference in all directions. The live broadcast shot that occupies the best position only cut off the live webcast, and the shot is still shooting.

Qin Yuefeng was very satisfied with this five-minute video from live footage, and the picture was extremely high-definition.

Su Jian was taken aback, a sense of shame spread all over his body.

She is not a celebrity. She is just a vice president of a company. She does not need traffic or public attention. It is really too shame to be seen by everyone like this.

"Mr. Qin, delete this video." Su Jian did not watch all of it and turned off the video.

"Okay." Qin Yuefeng responded to requests and sent a message to Assistant Tang.

After refreshing again, the top Weibo on the list is gone, and all the content that has been reposted on this Weibo has become deleted.

The person watching the video looked dumbfounded.

Su Jian made an embarrassing request, "Mr Qin, can you send me the video?"

She wanted to watch it in private.

Qin Yuefeng: "..."

The lady who wants to watch the video is too cute.

Qin Yuefeng raised her lips with a smile, and posted the video stored on her phone.

As the host of this banquet, the two of them had been alone for too long. Seeing that the time was almost up, Qin Yuefeng took Su Jian to meet his company's partners.

There is no absolute competitor in the business world, and peers can also cooperate and join forces. The evening banquet is aimed at expanding network resources, and we will arrange time to discuss in detail in the future.

While chatting with people from Changze Group, Su Jingyu came over.

"President Su, this is Mr. Zhang Xiaomu." Su Jian introduced his aunt.

Su Jingyu knows her, the president of Changze Group's Jianglin headquarters.

Zhang Xiaomu wore a dark and elegant long dress. Seeing Su Jingyu, he took the initiative to greet her. The two exchanged business cards. Su Jingyu asked the other person, "Is the other Mr. Zhang away?"

"My sister is unwell. Rest there." Zhang Xiaomu pointed to a remote location in the corner of the banquet hall that was not easily noticed. "My assistant is with her."

There were two people sitting on the sofa, one in a lazy posture, leaning on the armrest with closed eyes, and one sitting upright, with vigilant eyes.

When Su Jingyu looked over, someone happened to walk over to the sofa. Before that person approached, the assistant who was sitting tightly stood up.

It was far away, and I couldn't hear what the assistant said, but it was not difficult to guess that the assistant prevented the person from approaching.

Su Jingyu walked over.

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhang is not feeling well. If you have anything to do, you can talk to Mr. Zhang." As soon as Su Jingyu approached, the assistant who had just sat down immediately stood up again and stopped her with the same rhetoric.

Su Jingyu's gaze swept across Zhang Huangya's face. The light in the banquet hall was so dim that he couldn't see his complexion when hitting his face. After a little hesitation, Su Jingyu said, "There is a hospital nearby, send her to see as soon as possible. "

Hearing Su Jingyu's voice, Zhang Huangya, who closed her eyes and took a rest, opened her eyes.

"President Su." Zhang Huangya sat up upright holding on to the armrests, holding Su Jingyu behind, "Is there anything to do with me?"

The boss did not respond when the other people came. As soon as the boss came, the boss woke up without telling the assistant to know what to do, "Mr. Su, please sit down."

The sofa was half-curved. Su Jingyu chose the farthest position from Zhang Huangya to sit down. The assistant poured a glass of champagne for her and left consciously.

"I heard that you are not feeling well?"

"Yeah." Zhang Huangya didn't hide her gaze, and looked directly at Su Jingyu. The atmosphere was a little subtle. Su Jingyu noticed it and got up to leave, "I won't disturb you to rest."

I just said a few words before leaving.

"Can you accompany me?"

"Um?"

"The secretary is going to buy medicine. Before she comes back, we can talk about cooperation." Zhang Huangya raised a smile, her face gradually clear in her sight.

Seeing the smile on her face, Su Jingyu remembered the scene on the plane, the pale and weak person in need of care, overlapping with the figure in front of him.

Su Jingyu sat down beside her, making old friends as usual, and said in a familiar tone, "Is it a stomachache again?"

Zhang Huangya's face was slightly startled, then she laughed, and her smile reached the bottom of her eyes, "No, she's going to buy ibuprofen."

Ibuprofen, an analgesic for dysmenorrhea.

The heating was on in the banquet hall, and the temperature was not low. Looking at Zhang Huangya's thin long skirt, Su Jingyu asked her assistant to bring her a clean suit jacket, "Let’s talk about cooperation next time."

The secretary came back at this time and saw Mr. Su giving a coat to his boss, and later realized that he was not considerate enough.

Just about to say that there is no need to trouble Mr. Su, Su Jingyu saw her and got up and left.

"Mr. Zhang, this medicine is prepared in the hotel." The secretary gave the medicine and warm water to the boss.

Looking at the leaving back, Zhang Huangya sighed lightly. She took the medicine, held the coat she left behind, and leaned on the sofa to look at Su Jingyu from a distance.

Su Jian has been paying attention to Su Jingyu, from when she went to the corner sofa to talk to Zhang Huangya, to when the assistant came in with the suit and jacket, she was all in her eyes.

When they came back, Su Jian took Su Jingyu's arm and talked to her, "Jingyu, why did you give her clothes?"

Su Jingyu smiled and rubbed Su Jian who cared about her, glanced at the corner and explained, "She feels cold."

cold? It's not cold indoors.

Su Jian was about to talk. Qin Yuefeng, who was chatting with President Lin, vaguely heard the words cold, and immediately returned to Su Jian to warm her with his own body temperature, "Is it cold?"

Su Jian, who was held in her arms by her, lowered her eyes and smirked, "Well, it's cold."