Miss Savage and Arrogant President

You can surprise four people with one word!

Suddenly, countless pairs of envy and looking up at Han murui were paying tribute to the Han family in her mouth and one of the seven families.

At this time, Han murui also had a full sense of superiority, raised her chin high and enjoyed the worship of everyone.

Countless responses came one after another: "yes, vice president Han is too polite."

"Miss Han is too modest."

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Han murui did not forget to cast a contemptuous look at Mo Wuyou at this time, as if laughing at her smallness and meanness. She could only sit on a small bench and squeeze a civilian table.

Mo Wuyou was really drunk and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

You said you were proud of everything you won by virtue of your family's power and reputation?! It's just to save face for the Han family behind you.

If you don't have this dependence, what are you?!

Han murui was very satisfied with the warm response from all the people. When the scene was quiet again, she smiled confidently, turned her head gently to Shen Sheng, and said quite sensationally: "ah Sheng, I want to thank you, uncle Yi, for giving me the opportunity to exercise. Please rest assured that I will take Yashang as my own business and do my job well."

All her words showed that she had an unusual relationship with Shen Sheng, and her affectionate eyes gave everyone unlimited reverie space.

Everyone is looking forward to Shen Sheng's response.

Mo Wuyou couldn't help being curious at this time. She stared at Shen Sheng and wondered how he would answer.

Shen Sheng was silent. He suddenly looked ahead, who had been careless.

The focus of the eyes, others do not know who he is looking at, but don't worry, it can't be clearer. He directly looked at her blushing and her heart beat faster. Finally, she was really embarrassed and lowered her head.

At this time, Shen Sheng made a hook in the corner of his mouth and responded to Han murui's way: "I believe in vice president Han's ability."

Ah Sheng in front is in sharp contrast to Vice President Han in the back.

Mo Wuyou lowered her head and couldn't help shaking her shoulders. Looking at the collapse of her rival, she felt very cool.

Han murui stood there awkwardly. She didn't know how to deal with it. She couldn't help laughing: "ah Sheng, you're really clear about public and private as always. Let's invite our president Shen to say a few words."

As soon as they heard that Shen Sheng wanted to speak, they suddenly burst into warm applause.

Shen Sheng didn't even mean to stand up. He just sat calmly and didn't say anything. He just raised the cup in his hand, but his bearing and his royal spirit were immediately revealed, which made people deeply convinced.

This is called domineering.

But the people at the bottom bought his account, and there was another burst of warm applause.

Mo Wuyou had to sigh at this time: this man is really a natural leader.

Then Shen Sheng stretched out his hand and pressed it gently. The scene immediately quieted down. Everyone thought he was going to say something.

But unexpectedly, he said it, but said something that stunned the whole audience.

"The one on the bench, come here."

Mo Wuyou was the only one sitting on the bench. In a moment, she became the focus of the whole audience, and everyone looked at her.

Mo Wuyou secretly stared at Shen Sheng, but she stood up obediently. She didn't walk over immediately, but asked, "what's the president looking for me?"

"Your table is full. Come here."

There was no change on Shen Sheng's face when he spoke. It seemed that he was only concerned about a subordinate. It was normal.

But Mo Wuyou, who knew him, read a trace of drama abuse and no rejection from his eyes.

Fang Ziwen, who was right beside her, looked at Shen Sheng, who was only worried about Mo, and once again affirmed his care for mo. now he couldn't help but regret that he promised to accompany Han murui here.

Han murui, who originally wanted to take this opportunity to prove his identity and laugh at Mo Wuyou, quit when he heard that Shen Sheng wanted Mo Wuyou to sit at their table.

For what? Everyone on their desk is a person with status, and Mo wuworry is just a low-level employee in the company. Why should he be on an equal footing with them?!

She opened her mouth to stop Shen Sheng's behavior. Fang Ziwen around her pressed her in time and shook her head gently.

Han murui came to Fang Ziwen with some dissatisfaction: "why?"

"Don't do anything that makes ah Sheng unhappy, or he will hate you more and more."

In order not to be heard by Shen Sheng, their conversation was very quiet.

After listening to Fang Ziwen's advice, Han murui realized that she was out of control for a while and almost destroyed the considerate image she had always tried to maintain.

Thinking of this, she had to shut up reluctantly.

Feeling the envious eyes of the people around him, Mo Wuyou moved to Shen Sheng's table at a turtle speed.

At this time, there are two vacant seats on the table, one next to Shen Sheng and the other next to Han murui. Don't worry about walking and thinking, where should you choose to sit?

It's hard to choose for a while.

Sitting next to Han murui is undoubtedly a kind of suffering. Don't want to eat comfortable food tonight.

But... Sitting next to Shen Sheng is another kind of suffering!

Maybe he will do something amazing. What will she do then?

Woo woo... This choice is too difficult.

Seeing that he's there right away, Mo Wuyou hasn't thought about it yet.

Shen Sheng didn't give her any choice. He said to her casually, "come and sit next to me. It's inconvenient for vice president han to serve."

Don't worry. Look at Han murui's position, facing the door. It seems like that.

Han murui looked at Shen Sheng incredibly. She couldn't help thinking of the scene of the three people coming in just now.

Originally, she asked Shen Sheng to sit in her position. As a result, he said, "today you are the protagonist, you sit first."

She was still very happy at that time, thinking that Shen Sheng finally knew to consider things for her.

At this time, he must have thought of the current situation, so... He did it on purpose.

Han murui clenched his hands under the table, smiled and said, "if you don't move aside, ah Sheng, I think the girl will be uncomfortable sitting next to you. With your aura, not everyone can carry it, so sister Fang can control you."

She said it in the form of a joke. Anyone could hear that she was just an excuse. She just didn't want Mo Wuyou to sit next to Shen Sheng.

But Shen Sheng seemed to take it seriously. He looked at Mo Wuyou faintly and asked faintly, "can't you carry it?"

Mo Wuyou really wanted to nod, but seeing the warning in Shen Sheng's eyes, she wilted again!

Obviously, if you dare to say no, you don't know what it is waiting for you at home!

After weighing again and again, she said to Han murui, "thank you for your consideration, but today you are the protagonist. How dare I rob your seat."

Then she walked to Shen Sheng.

Han murui could hardly maintain the smile on her face when she listened to such familiar words.

Unexpectedly, these two as like as two peas were even the reasons for refusing.

Looking at the person he loves and connecting with other women, Han murui's jealousy is magnified countless times in this one.

She looked at the crowd with a red face, reluctantly pulled out a smile and said, "let's enjoy it."

The atmosphere became lively, chatting and eating.

Mo Wuyou over there just sat down next to Shen Sheng and his left hand was occupied.

At this time, Shen Sheng grabbed her hand and put it on his leg.

But the man was still talking to Fang Ziwen around him calmly.

Mo Wuyou took a hand and didn't take it out. He simply went.

However, she was deeply afraid of being found, but she looked carefully around, which aligned Fang Ziwen's eyes.

Shen Sheng's action was so blatant that Fang Ziwen around him certainly found it.

She gave Mo Wuyou a friendly smile, nodded and said hello gracefully.

Mo Wuyou already knew Fang Ziwen's identity from Shen Sheng's mouth and respected her very much. At this time, he quickly smiled back, showing that he paid enough attention to her.

Shen Sheng sandwiched between them, and Mo Wuyou gently stroked his hand under the table.

Mo Wuyou instantly felt the joy of his mood, as if her performance had pleased him.

But she looked at him secretly and couldn't see anything.

Mo Wuyou worked with one hand during the whole meal, but Shen Sheng hardly ate.

Mo Wuyou really couldn't see it in the middle. When people didn't pay attention, he told him to eat several times, but the other party didn't seem to hear it and ignored it.

When the banquet was over, Shen Sheng whispered to Mo Wuyou before he got up: "I'll wait for you at the intersection later."

When Mo Wuyou looked at him, he had let her go and left with Fang Ziwen and Han murui.

Mo Wuyou refused Luo Baiyun's invitation and came to the intersection mentioned by Shen Sheng alone. He saw his car at a glance.

She approached and saw Fang Ziwen sitting on the co pilot.

She was surprised that Shen Sheng was the only one. Then she opened the door in the back seat and sat on it.

As soon as he sat down, Fang Ziwen smiled and twisted over: "Hello, I'm Fang Ziwen, a friend of ah Sheng."

"Hello, I'm Mo Wuyou."

Shen Sheng timely inserted a sentence: "my girlfriend."

Mo Wuyou listened to Shen Sheng's introduction without taboo. His face turned red and smiled at Fang Ziwen.

Fang Ziwen was also stunned, then smiled and said, "nice to meet you. It should be boring to be with ah Sheng?"

Mo Wuyou doesn't know how she would say, "No."

Fang Ziwen thought Mo Wuyou was polite to her. He recalled: "when we were together, he couldn't say a word for half a day. He was cold all day. He could suffocate people. At that time, I joked that if anyone could make him laugh, I would paint her for a year for free."

Mo Wuyou heard that he was confused at last: "painting?"

Fang Ziwen smiled gently: "I forgot to tell you that I am a painter."

At this time, Shen Sheng said faintly, "Ziwen is a master of oil painting. One of her paintings is worth thousands of gold."

Mo Wuyou couldn't help thinking about how much money Fang Ziwen could earn by painting for a year.

Finally, she said, "ah Sheng, you can laugh in the future."