President's golden soul girlfriend

"Do I seem to be lying to you?" Zhang Zicheng asked seriously and angrily. Unexpectedly, someone dared to question him.

Dai Yingzhi is not unbelieving, but difficult to accept. He was a good person two days ago. He had an accident when he said something about the accident.

Life is changeable, accidents and tomorrow, which comes first, no one knows!

"No wonder I haven't seen her these two days!"

After talking, Fang remembered that she had quit her job in the hotel. No matter whether Hong GuiGui was well or not, she also saw her!

Dai Ying's face was worried.

Zhang Zicheng saw it in his eyes and questioned it in his heart. He completely forgot that she once cared more about others than herself.

"Did someone let you go when you tried to save me?"

"No."

"Did you see any suspicious people when you saved me?"

"No, I was only worried that your life was in danger. I didn't care about anything else."

"By the way, I told you about my friend Ji Jun's going to work in Yuanhua. How are you thinking?"

"Wait patiently for notice."

"OK."

"I really admire you for managing such a big company when you are so young. Can you share some experience with me about sales?"

"Focus on everything."

"Oh, can you be more specific?"

"For example, drive carefully when driving."

Dai Yingzhi closed his mouth wisely and closed his lips tightly, as if trying to control himself. His eyes turned to the window again.

Zhang Zicheng saw her quiet and glanced at her.

She wore a yellow shirt and was quiet and soft under the light and shadow in the car.

He had to admit that Dai Yingzhi's side face was more beautiful than his front face, like a goddess carefully carved by an artist with a gentle and elegant heart.

Her skin is tender and her eyelashes are very long. In the blink of an eye, she is like a butterfly fluttering its wings. Her single Phoenix peach blossom eyes are as deep as a quiet night. There are no impurities. Her thick little lips are very sexy and charming.

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help glancing at her again. He was a little guilty, but he felt wonderful in his heart.

Dai Yingzhi watched the car drive past the company and hurriedly reminded: "Mr. Zhang, here, have you driven?"

"I'm going to buy breakfast first. Would you like to join me?"

"No, let me down. I had porridge this morning. Thank you."

Zhang Zicheng didn't answer, but the car stopped suddenly. He looked at her getting off.

Dai Yingzhi took two steps. When he saw that the car hadn't left yet, Zhang Zicheng still looked at her, smiled, waved his right hand and said goodbye to him.

Zhang Zicheng drove behind and found that he had just smiled. He had passed thousands of times and had long been visually tired. Because of her, he was a little intoxicated and couldn't bear to leave.

After work that night, one of Dai Ying pushed open the door of the rental house and smelled a strong smell of wine.

Several Turquoise beer bottles were scattered on the ground.

Ji Jun leaned on the head of the bed, drunk and confused, took a bottle and poured it into his mouth.

When she saw Dai Yingzhi, she stopped her hand, smiled and poked people with drunk words.

"I acquiesced in my heart that I was the goddess of luck and wanted to learn from you, but I was not lucky at all."

Dai Yingzhi felt heartache when he saw Ji Jun looking frustrated and embarrassed.

"Jun Jun, what's the matter? What happened?"

"My father, he lost his bet again. Someone urged him to pay back the money. He didn't pay it back and was beaten."

"And then?"

"Come and ask me for money. I didn't give it. We had a quarrel. I asked him to find my brother."

"That's all right. You really don't have to feel guilty."

"Hum, I don't feel guilty. Who told him not to change after repeated persuasion? He should learn a lesson, otherwise he will never have a long memory. Alas, a courier hired by my brother last time used a false ID card and rolled him 5000 yuan. He is still working hard to make up for the deficit in the store. He still has the face to find my brother. Why did I have such a father?"