Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Now the old man is pacifying him by giving him this opportunity. What does that mean? It's just that he doesn't spread the video. There's no need to tangle about who's behind the scenes.

He's protecting josin. Than anyone else.

For what? Why can a person with a different surname get such great protection from the old man? Just because it's the wife of banquet night?

Or the huge Su family behind her?

Yan Sibai didn't know why, but the old man liked josin more than himself. More than his family.

The more so, the more he despises him, the more he wants everyone to see him.

Banquet Secretary Bai's eyes are angry. For all those who despise me, I will make you regret what you have done to me.

Banquet Secretary Bai told Huang Qin the news and went to work on the project. I went to the company the first time.

When we arrived at the company, sure enough, everyone looked at him with a taste of contempt and surprise. After such a big thing, I can come to the company without expression.

Yan Sibai went to find Yan Siye with everyone's strange eyes all the way. This time, it's all right.

It happened that the banquet secretary was also meeting with the project manager. I also received the old man's words not long ago.

"Little banquet, this way, please."

Liu tezhu took the banquet Secretary white to the banquet secretary's office and left.

"You have the ability to let the old man give orders in person. It seems that the lesson you learned that day is not deep enough." banquet Secretary Ye picked his eyebrow. This banquet Secretary Bai still has some means to convince the old man.

How interesting to mention that night?

The banquet secretary was so angry that he couldn't get angry. He swallowed angrily: "since the banquet manager has received the notice from the old man, you don't have to talk about this project here. Or the banquet manager is afraid that I will steal your limelight and lose your position in the company?"

The banquet secretary's night smile was light and light, and the irony in his eyes flashed: "you really look up to yourself. I'm looking forward to your next performance, banquet Secretary Bai. I hope you can exert your greatest strength. Don't let me down."

"Hum."

Banquet Secretary Bai looked at the powerful banquet Secretary night with red eyes. Isn't it because he is the grandson of the old man? If he stands in the position of banquet Secretary night, he is also an existence respected by the audience. Bai Leng snorted and turned away from the president's office.

In the villa near the river, Qiao Xin slept until she got up hazy. Last night, the banquet secretary made too much trouble for her. She didn't let her go until one or two in the morning.

As a result, he was the one who worked hard, but he could get up at seven in the morning and get up to work in good spirits.

And she was so tired that she couldn't lift a finger. She made a great decision to get up at nine o'clock now.

"Madam, this is the wine brewed jujube egg flower soup, which can replenish qi and blood. Come and try it quickly." Wang Ma Duan came and cooked the soup in the kitchen early in the morning. Before going out this morning, Mr. Wang specially told his wife to replenish it.

Mrs. Wang looked at Qiao Xin with a sleepy face downstairs and smiled clearly. The relationship between Mrs. Wang and Mr. Wang was very good.

Seeing that they had a sweet life, she worked hard.

Qiao Xin smiled and took the soup from Wang Ma's hand, "thank you, Wang ma."

Josin drank the first spoonful and felt a little uncomfortable. How did he feel that the fishy smell of today's egg soup was particularly heavy.