Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Come on, Dongyu." The cute boy boldly raised the bowl full of Sprite and said, "Welcome you back, and hope you never get sick again!"

Obviously, as long as he is healthy, he will become "never sick again" by Meng Xiaonan.

The smile of Liu Dongyu's mouth was a little stiff, but he filled himself with wine quickly.

With a "bang", after clinking the glasses, there was a beer and a Sprite, and there was no drop for both of them.

An Chuxia sat in her seat and looked at Liu Dongyu like this. As the only person here who knew Liu Dongyu's thoughts, she felt a little astringent in her heart.

While everyone was teasing the cute boy, Han Qilu handed the gift bag to An Chuxia's hand: "Take it."

An Chuxia had long known that this thing was used to hold the pen in her bag. A smile on her face: "Don't tell me, I really didn't see that you were so interested."

But as soon as the voice fell, An Chuxia's breathing stopped, and he almost exhaled in pain.

Han Qilu dare to pinch her thigh! And the strength is not small!

"You..." An Chuxia wanted to scold out loud, but everyone was there, so she had to swallow all the scolding.

Han Qilu triumphantly picked up his chopsticks to eat, and looked at An Chuxia's slumping appearance, he felt very comfortable.

Dinner was finally finished in laughter, it was still early, and the sky hadn't darkened yet.

Xiao Mingluo had been living outside all this time. He was going to send Meng Xiaonan home first, but two people stopped a taxi and left.

Others also rode in cars, and those who rode on bicycles, while Liu Dongyu drank a little. He definitely couldn't ride the bicycle, so he folded and placed it in the trunk of Han Qilu's car.

"Fortunately, this is a folding bicycle." An Chuxia sighed and watched Han Qilu help Liu Dongyu into the car.

With a "bang", Han Qilu closed the car door and walked to An Chuxia and said, "Why does this guy drink wine as water?"

An Chuxia shrugged: "Happy!"

Can't drink liquor as water even if you are happy? Han Qilu said so in his heart, but said nothing.

After getting in the car, the car drove to the head office of the Han Group. Han's off work is late, and most employees can't leave work until seven o'clock. Of course, correspondingly, the company will provide dinner at four o'clock. The working meals here are not ordinary takeaways, but cooked by the chefs of the five-star hotel.

This is true even for a working meal, let alone other treatments. So people who want to join the Han family can circle the earth n times in a line.

However, if you want to work in the Han family, it is like a carp jumping through the dragon gate, and after jumping up, you will become a dragon that is admired by thousands of people, but the chances of becoming a dragon are rare.

Therefore, in this Korean group, all of them are the elites among the elites, the talents among the talents!

At this moment, An Chuxia is standing at the gate of such a group.

The tall buildings and the small body in the early summer of Anchu form a strong contrast.

According to the original plan, Steward Han brought her here, and Han Qilu trained in Sidilan, but she didn’t expect that the basketball club would not need to train today, and Steward Han took the servants out to purchase the daily needs of the Han family. Therefore, the person who sent her here became Han Qilu, who was still lying behind and drunk, but not drunk crazy, just Liu Dongyu who was asleep.

Han Qilu couldn't show his face to give Han Liuhai a gift. Naturally, she was the maid to complete this task. Han Qilu himself bought anti-drinking medicine for Liu Dongyu. After all, if Liu Dongyu's appearance was seen by the housekeeper Han, it would inevitably be another curse.

The open space in front of the company's gate is very large, but parking is not allowed here. The underground parking lot next to it is where the employees park. Therefore, Han Qilu's car is parked on the opposite street.

Entering a place like this is something An Chuxia had never thought of before.

She took a deep breath and squeezed the work card in her hand.

This work card belongs to Butler Han, and only a work card can enter the gate. Han Qilu told her that she could directly report her own identity, but she didn't think that her identity had much face, and finally asked for this work card when Han Guanjia picked her up from school.

With courage, An Chuxia finally came to the door of the company.

"Sorry, please show your work badge." The security guard walked in front of An Chuxia in time, polite and serious.

An Chuxia quickly showed the work badge to the security guard, and said, "Butler Han asked me to deliver the things. He went shopping for daily necessities."

An Chuxia said, shaking the gift box bag in his hand.

The security guard took a look at her from top to bottom, and saw that she was wearing the uniform of the Stilan Academy, with this work card, he did not ask any more, and made a "please" action.

"Thank you." An Chuxia nodded politely and walked in with the gift box.

In the middle of the lobby are a few beautiful customer service ladies. An Chuxia didn't come to consult, so he bypassed here and went to the front of the elevator.

There were many people waiting in front of the two elevators, but there was no one waiting for the elevator alone. An Chuxia noticed a "vip" next to the elevator.

VIP means that ordinary people cannot sit?

An Chuxia did not hesitate and came to the elevator where many people were waiting.

"Joe Sir, will I put this information on your desk or give it to the manager?"

"The performance of the last project..."

"The design draft will be confirmed later with the client..."

The people next to him were talking about work even when they were waiting for the elevator, and An Chuxia couldn't help being in awe of everyone here.

"Ding Dong, the first floor is here." As the female voice of the machine rang, the elevator door opened. After a group of people came out, An Chuxia hurriedly squeezed in with everyone.

Fortunately, she was thin enough, the last one got on the elevator, and there was no overweight sound.

Everyone pressed the button of the floor they wanted to go to. An Chuxia remembered that Han Qilu said that Han Liuhai's office was on the eighteenth floor, and she quickly reached out to press the eighteenth floor.

With this press, everyone looked at her and began to look at the school uniform she was wearing.

Stilan Noble High School.

Everyone knows that the people in this school are not ordinary people, and this girl has to go to the 18th floor.

Who is she?

Almost everyone looked at her suspiciously. But there are also people who graduated from this school, and the look in her eyes is not very formal.

An Chuxia didn't like this feeling of being scrutinized the most, so she had to press her head down and force herself to bow her head.

"Ding Dong. The eighth floor is here."

With the sound of the mechanical female voice, some people wanted to go out. An Chuxia tried to stand firm before being taken out, but when she breathed a sigh of relief, the people behind her suddenly wanted to go out. She was unsteady and almost fell, but luckily she stabilized her body, but the gift box in her hand fell to the ground.

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