Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Josin was paralyzed in the arms of banquet Secretary night.

Looking at the beauty in her arms, banquet Secretary Ye knocked her little head with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth.

"Well, the zipper has been finished. Change this dress. I don't agree with you to wear it!" said banquet Secretary night.

Behind this huge scene. He will never let anyone see that it is his beauty alone.

Josin covered his chest. Two small hands held the dress tightly to prevent it from falling down: "what's the matter? Isn't it beautiful?"

She doesn't like the structure very much, but the design concept is good.

"If you want me to take you home directly and show you to me, that's OK." banquet Secretary night leaned against the wall of the fitting room and looked up and down at josin: "is it OK?"

Josin understood the meaning of banquet night.

"Go out..." josin grabbed the dress in one hand and Kaman fell down. Pushing and shoving with the other hand, he pushed the banquet Secretary night to the door of the fitting room.

Out of the fitting room, the banquet secretary sat on the sofa again.

I tossed and turned several clothes in a row. The banquet secretary was not very satisfied all the time. Either his chest was low or his skirt was too short. It was really not suitable for the ball.

Finally, a more suitable one was selected. Of course, banquet Secretary night is still not satisfied. But josin voted against it.

"Clothes are on me, I has the final say, this is it!"

What if the daughter-in-law turns into a domineering female president? Online, etc. It's urgent.

At eight in the evening. Tomorrow's hotel in the suburbs is brightly lit. The outside and inside are beautifully decorated. Most of the people attending this dance are dignified figures, who pay special attention to the surface work.

Mingcaiyan is standing on the second floor. Holding a wine glass, he looked at the bustling people below.

The staff are almost here. But there were no figures of Yan Siye and josin in the crowd. But the banquet Secretary Bai came to the hall early in the morning and raised his glass from time to time.

They are now in a cooperative relationship. Mingcaiyan doesn't hang him aside. She also slightly raises her goblet and nods downstairs.

The specified time for the dance is eight o'clock. Mingcaiyan looks at the time and there are more than ten minutes left.

She nodded to the host on the stage downstairs. The host understood it, sorted out his clothes, and then picked up the microphone.

"Dear guests, I'm glad that you can come to the welcome dance of our tomorrow group today. Today is a turning point for the transformation of our tomorrow group. Let's welcome the president of our tomorrow group, Miss Ming Caiyan, with warm applause."

The host stepped back and pointed to the stairs on the second floor.

The light immediately reached the second floor staircase. Mingcaiyan, dressed in a wine red strapless dress, stood at the second floor staircase and nodded to the guests below.

Then with the light, I walked all the way from the second floor to the stage.

"Dear friends, welcome to tomorrow Hotel today." she took a step forward, covered her chest and bowed to the guests under the stage. "I'm glad to introduce my identity to you here. I'm the future president of tomorrow group and the legal representative of tomorrow group."

As soon as these words came out, the following people had their own ideas.

Tomorrow group is also a good company in Haicheng. It has always been a Chinese holding enterprise. The legal representative should also be the host on the stage. How can it happen overnight

Mingcaiyan didn't pay attention to their thoughts. Her eyes wandered in the crowd below.