President, don't tease me

Other people in the car saw Beiming Han and Tang Guo whispering, and their eyes looked a little more tentative. If the two people had nothing to do with each other, they wouldn't be able to see the ghost. The back employees couldn't help saying, "no wonder Tang Guo can be reused by the general manager. It turns out that there is such a big boss behind him!"

"But Tang Guo is really powerful. He can hold the president of Wuhu. That's someone our company can't flatter!"

"Alas, it's a pity that I don't have that life!"

"Don't look in the mirror to see what you look like..." a group of people behind laughed again.

The carriage was small and the space was very closed. The employees thought they had a small voice. In fact, everyone heard it clearly. Until Wang Cong coughed twice, the employees didn't know it and shut their mouth. If they annoyed Beiming cold, it wouldn't be a fun thing.

"You don't have to care what they say, office gossip, it's like this." Bei Minghan pressed her head, forced her to close to herself and whispered in her ear.

"I... I don't care." Tang Guo said the words against his heart, his ears were red, and the whole person seemed to be burned. He wanted to escape from his clutches, but he struggled several times, but it still didn't come true.

"Don't move." his low, hoarse voice came again: "don't make me angry."

The car fell into silence again. It may be due to the cold in Beiming. Everyone was very cautious and didn't dare to show the atmosphere. Tang Guofu: Beiming is cold. You really don't know you are the king of the cold! Such an outing really makes people unhappy.

The car passed several circles of Panshan Road, and the road was bumpy. Several times, several girls were scared and screamed. But Tang Guo bit his lips and didn't want to be too rude in front of Beiming cold. He bumped into his chest several times. He didn't respond at all. Instead, Tang Guo showed his teeth and cracked his mouth in pain.

The hard life in the car was finally over. With the bus stalling, everyone got off the car. Beiming Han was the last one. He rubbed his temples. Even if it was a trip, it was either the most luxurious business car or a high-end private plane. Where did he suffer from this? The smell of inferior gasoline gave him a headache: he was hard enough to chase his wife.

"What's the matter with you? You don't look very good!" Tang Guo stood aside and handed over a bottle of mineral water: "have a drink. You can feel better."

Beiming Han pushed away: "it doesn't matter. I'm fine. Go and choose a room." this time, he didn't find anyone to make deliberate arrangements. All clothing, food, housing and transportation were based on Tang Guo's standard and enjoyed it.

Tang Guo looked at his face and whispered, "if you can't come, don't come. What can you do if you don't succeed? Spend money to find guilt!"

Unexpectedly, Beiming Han listened to such a small complaint and smiled: "I don't know Miss Tang has heard that it's hard to buy a thousand gold. Am I happy?"

"You..."

Tang Guo was interrupted as soon as he wanted to say something. Wang Cong stood at the door and waved to Tang Guo and Beiming Han: "President of Beiming, Xiao Tang... No, Miss Tang, come and choose a room. Everyone is waiting for you."

"I see, come right away, Mr. Wang!" Tang Guo smiled, then turned his head and grabbed beiminghan to go forward, but he bowed his head and said in his ear, "are you so anxious to choose a room to sleep with me? Hmm?" the final ending was raised with a thick ambiguity.

Tang Guo mercilessly beat his chest: "what are you talking about?" Bei Ming snorted in cold pain: "you are a cruel woman!"

"President of Beiming, look, which room do you choose?" Wang Cong handed over the distribution map of the room with both hands. He looked like a pug, vividly and vividly, which made the surrounding employees angry.

Beiming Han doesn't like such flattery, but because he is still Tang Guo's boss, he is afraid that Tang Guo will lose his temper with himself, and doesn't do anything that doesn't give face, so he takes it.

The hotel owner is a middle-aged greasy man with the appearance of a rich landlord. No wonder he is proud. He is the only hotel in such a scenic spot. Even if some passengers are not satisfied, there is no way to go: "I told you in advance that there may not be so many rooms. You need two people to squeeze."

Wang Cong nodded and agreed. Anyway, no one can squeeze Beiming Han. This is his big customer. He can't afford to offend and injustice.

"President Beiming, what do you think of this one? It's sunny and ventilated." Wang Cong said, pointing to a room on the drawing.

"Yes." Beiming Han nodded, and then glanced around: "since it's two people squeezing, so..."

Wang Cong directly interrupted him and flattered him again: "ouch, President of Beiming, what are you talking about! Who can squeeze, you can't be wronged! You can have your own room..."

"Since the boss said, let's follow the rules. I don't want to make special arrangements."

Wang Cong shook his head and waved his hand: "no, President Beiming, I snore, grind my teeth and fart when I sleep, so I'd better not affect you."

"I didn't say to you." there was a look of impatience in Beiming's cold eyes, and then his eyes fell on Tang Guo, and then generously pointed out: "then I'll have a room with her."

"Ah... Oh... Oh..." an unspeakable teasing voice broke out in the crowd of employees. The boss didn't understand such an obvious meaning! What a fool!

"Laugh! Hurry to pick a room..." Wang Cong opened his mouth coldly. He felt a little embarrassed and scattered them.

Beiming Han dragged Tang Guo upstairs, took her in his right hand and carried two people's luggage in his left hand, but he didn't bother at all, but Tang Guo was annoyed by him.

After entering the room, she threw off the shackles of Beiming cold: "what do you really want to do? Now everyone in the company knows and doesn't know how to point at me behind my back."

Beiming Han looked at her like a fried kitten and felt interesting. He touched her hair and pulled her ponytail: "we have a legitimate relationship. Is there anything wrong with my beloved wife?"

"But..." Tang Guo wanted to argue, but he closed his mouth again. This Beiming cold had nothing to do with him! What's embarrassing? I can only break my teeth and swallow it in my stomach!