President, don't tease me

Anyway, he saw it all. Tang Guo no longer blocked it. He simply wrapped the quilt around him and lay in bed.

"Someone bullies you in the company?" Beiming Han asked casually, holding a towel in one hand and wiping his hair, but his eyes have shown fierce light. Unexpectedly, there are still people who have such courage?

"No, they're just talking casually." Tang Guo also gave two people a careless eye, which made beiminghan more angry: "why? Want to be a good man to make me angry? Who and what did you say, repeat it to me."

"I......" Tang Guo hesitated and couldn't say.

"Hmm?" his tone was slightly upward, which made her feel the threat, so she had to say, "they said... I took the position of project manager by seducing you."

"Oh?" a funny smile appeared at the corner of Beiming Han's mouth: "seduce me? Why didn't I know you still have this skill?"

"I told you! They are nonsense, and you don't have to take it to heart."

Beiming Han put down his towel, got into bed, kept getting close to her, grabbed her face and forced her to look into her eyes: "really not wronged? Not sad? Have you secretly cried in the corner?"

His gentle tone and attitude made Tang Guo's heart sour: isn't Beiming cold just a mistress? Then why are you so kind to me? Do you know that I will indulge and fall?

Her eyes were hazy and didn't say much. She wrapped her hands around his waist and kissed him with gentle eyes. For a moment, Beiming cold was aroused by her initiative.

"Want to show me some Kung Fu in bed? Huh?"

"Shut up and turn off the lights!"

The spring water was disturbed, which brought warmth to the two people

This time, both of them slept very safely, so that they didn't hear the alarm. Tang Guo vaguely took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, and then woke up: "it's half past seven! It's terrible, I'm going to be late!" then hurriedly went to bed to find clothes and put them on his body.

Her large-scale action woke up Beiming Han, which made him very unhappy. He has always been angry to get up. Tang Guo knows it.

"Tang Guo! Do you want to die?"

"Don't you have to work too? Get up soon."

"I used my strength yesterday. Of course I was tired."

Tang Guo's face turned red again: "I can't tell you. I'll go wash." as soon as her foot stepped on the ground, a great force directly pulled her over, pressed her under her, and then kissed her without saying a word. It was so warm.

"Oh... Let go, or it's too late, don't..."

When Tang Guo got on the Beiming cold car, it was more than eight o'clock. This time, he felt that Tang Guo was really angry with himself.

"Just an hour late. It doesn't matter. You shouldn't be so angry."

"Yes, how dare I be angry with you, President of Beiming!" Tang Guoqi's roaring appearance cheered Beiming's cold mood: "I'll let thunder prepare breakfast for you later and remember to eat."

"Hum..."

Beiming Han doesn't know whether it's right or wrong to give her the position of project manager? I feel that she values this project more than herself

The car stopped at the gate of Tianyi company. Tang Guo put on her high heels, cut her hair, and walked to the company with the momentum of a strong woman. Yesterday, the news that she scolded the staff in the toilet had already spread. Everyone knew that the new boss was not like the surface, but a little white rabbit. They all respectfully said hello: "good morning, manager Tang..."

Tang Guo was still a little embarrassed. He always felt that this reminded her that she was late. He pulled out a stiff smile and hurried back to the office.

Lei Ming did find her with breakfast: "the president gave it to you."

"I see. Put it aside." Tang Guo is looking at the material budget for the construction of the design institute. She hasn't done such a thing. She doesn't know which one is the most cost-effective and how the budget is the most right. Turning over the plan and holding the computer Baidu, she feels dizzy and distraught.

"The porridge is still hot. Please eat it quickly, or the president will scold me again." Lei Ming is a little anxious. The president specially ordered him to watch Tang Guo eat all the food. If she didn't eat, she couldn't finish her task. At that time, she will be scolded by beiminghan.

"I'm reading the budget! It's too late..."

Thunder's mind suddenly turned and came up with a plan: "budget? Our president can do this very well. He can budget all the future market changes. It's not good!"

"Really?" Tang Guo wondered.

"Otherwise?" Lei Ming's words were full of admiration and pride: "our president was a giant on Wall Street, and it was a myth that no one in the school of Finance and business could surpass!"

In this way, Tang Guo also worshipped him: "OK, I'll find him. Go and be busy first."

"You'd better have breakfast first."

Tang Guo was helpless. He dialed Beiming Han's phone and ate steamed stuffed buns.

Beiming Han sat in the top floor office of Wuhu and looked at the caller ID. he was in a mood. Tang Guo hadn't called himself for a long time, which is a good sign.

"Hello, is it Beiming Han?"

"Who else can I call on my private phone? I'm afraid I'll raise a junior outside?"

Tang Guo choked. This man is getting colder and colder recently, junior? Isn't he? She rolled her eyes and said, "I heard thunder say that your budget is very good. Now the budget department has handed in things, but I can't make a decision. Can you teach me?"

"Hmm? I'm very busy." Bei Minghan deliberately said, praising thunder in his heart, and finally did a smart thing: "unless you give me some reward?"

"Pay?" Tang Guo muttered, "I'll give you a salary? Otherwise you'll be hired?"

Thunder laughs at the corners of his mouth. I can't listen any more. I'm afraid it's a restricted level. It's not suitable for an older single dog like him.

Beiming Han said something. Tang Guo's face was red: "you don't want a face!"

"Wait for me, go right away." Beiming Han is about to leave with a smile.

A clerk outside his office trembled with late documents. His boss asked him to die. Beiming Han is famous for focusing on efficiency. Now he is a whole day late. He doesn't know what to be scolded.

"President..."

Beiming Han just put on his suit: "what's up?"

"Financial statement, I'm sorry, it's a day late, we..." before the employee finished his words, he was interrupted by Beiming Han: "it doesn't matter. Just put it on the table. It's hard..."

The clerk floated out. Was the man still the president he knew just now? What did he say to himself? Hard work