Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

As soon as Chen Siyu left, banquet Secretary Bai took out his mobile phone and dialed mingcaiyan.

Ming Caiyan is preparing her prom clothes. No one can make her shine. Attract the attention of the whole audience.

The shopping guide lady was trembling aside for fear that the eldest lady would be unhappy. He sacrificed his shop to heaven.

"Young lady, our clothes are designed by the best designers in Haicheng." the shopping guide said, "we are different from home C. We focus on dress design. You can try which one you like."

"Ding Dong -"

Mingcaiyan stopped, "wait a minute. I'll answer the phone first."

The shopping guide waited motionless.

Mingcaiyan looks at the strange phone number displayed on the caller ID, hesitates and connects.

"Secretary Ming?" banquet Secretary Bai's voice came from the telephone receiver. "No, it's time to change the title now, President Ming?"

Mingcaiyan's face sank: "banquet Secretary Bai? How do you know my phone number?"

The banquet Secretary glanced at the company contact information registration form on the table.

"Secretary Ming is really a noble man who forgets things. After you stayed in our company for so long, did you forget that all the employees in our company have registration forms?" banquet Secretary Bai said proudly: "I am also the general manager of banquet company. I still have this ability."

Ming Caiyan never liked Yan Sibai. When she was in Yan's company, he was like a clown all day. And have ideas about yourself.

Toad wants swan meat!

"The general manager of the banquet called me this time. Why?" mingcaiyan took a few steps forward. Go to the French window.

The shopping guide who had followed her hurriedly left a little farther away and stood aside and dared not speak.

They all know Miss Ming's temper. No one dares to provoke her.

"I think you should be very unwilling. It was to come to the company to condescend to your price. But Yan Siye didn't appreciate it and fired Secretary Ming." Yan Sibai said with regret.

Mingcaiyan sneered: "Yan Sibai. You called today just to see my joke?"

Her eyes were cold, and her fingers drew a circle on the French window glass. The banquet secretary is white. He has nothing to do all day. He is a playboy. He really can't help the mud up the wall.

Banquet Secretary Bai returned to the subject: "I don't think you are willing, and you don't like josin. What a coincidence, so am I..."

Mingcaiyan's finger stopped and took it back.

Neither of them is a fool. No one can hear what they say clearly.

"Do you want to cooperate with me? Fight against josin?" asked Ming Caiyan.

Banquet Secretary Bai: "yes, that's right. Josin and I are sworn enemies. At the beginning, she personally sent my wife to prison, and now she robbed my project. I won't let her go."

Mingcaiyan: "what does it matter to me? I haven't been contested by her."

Two people, you come and I go, tempt each other, no one will let go, no one will give up.

"You won't say you're not interested in banquet Secretary night?" banquet Secretary Bai whispered with a smile: "you should think about it. There was a gap in banquet Secretary night's feelings for josin when his father had an accident, but it didn't take long for them to make up again. You should know how deep their feelings are..."

Mingcaiyan lowers her head and her eyes are filled with hate.

If josin isn't there, it's just a matter of minutes to win the banquet night.