President's Private Spoil Rule

Simon soon left, and Zuo Xiaoyou began the first dance class in his life.

Every girl has a swan princess dream in her heart. Zuo Xiaoyou also thought about it. Pink, lace, white yarn, once everything was her extravagant hope.

But at this moment, she has a Pink Dance Dress and lace dance skirt.

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at himself in the mirror. His long hair was coiled on his head like a princess, revealing his exquisite little face and slender neck. He was like a princess in the Swan Lake, pure and dreamy.

"It seems that the outside world says that night always love is a rumor. It is clearly Jinwucangjiao." As soon as Miss Zhu entered the dance room, she saw the left, small and right dazed in front of the mirror and couldn't help joking.

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of her in the mirror, it's hard to hide envy in her eyes. A girl in her twenties is beautiful and has the love of the most powerful man in the world. It is said that he specially built the dance room of more than 200 square meters for her because she wanted to learn.

The struggle from zero to some is difficult for everyone. Even though she is no longer young, she still envies this young girl who has everything.

Jinwucangjiao?

The left and right lips are slightly raised, with a bitter smile. But she didn't explain. Simon said she was spy. Stealing antidotes is an unspeakable secret.

"Well, let's go. Simon said you were injured before and had no foundation. Let's start with the simplest basic movements. Strength exercises. " Miss Zhu saw that she didn't talk much. She only regarded young people as having personality. Don't care, get to the point immediately.

Although it is the simplest basic action, left, small and right have begun to tremble all morning.

At lunch, the hands holding chopsticks shook badly. Several times they scooped soup and spilled it on the table. Uncle Jin standing aside was distressed.

"Xiao you, let's have a rest this afternoon. I told the young master that you were just hurt and asked for a half day's leave." When Zuo Xiaoyou took the food off the table for the fifth time, uncle Jin finally couldn't see it.

Zuo Xiaoyou quickly waved his hand, "no, no, I promised the young master to learn as soon as possible. I don't want to disappoint him. "

Anyway, I couldn't eat much in my mouth. Zuo Xiaoyou took a few bites of rice and ran to the dance room.

Early death, early rebirth, early learning, she can leave early.

She doesn't want to see ye Rui again and let her heart beat.

Miss Zhu has a rest arrangement at noon. Zuo Xiaoyou plans to repeat the morning content first. After thinking about it, he ran back to his room to get his cell phone.

Ask about Hu Yiqing while ye Rui is away.

As soon as I opened my cell phone, I saw more than 100 missed calls. More than 70 were Chen Cong. I don't know who the other number was. I also called 30.

Chen Cong... Dare to call her.

Zuo Xiaoyou trembled with anger. He didn't want to delete his call immediately. Another strange number must be an advertisement.

After opening wechat, there were more than 100 voices of Chen Congfa. Zuo Xiaoyou listened to a sentence, which was nothing more than to let her say good words in front of Ye Rui.

Zuo Xiaoyou was so angry that he deleted the content of wechat.

Just about to call Xiaoyou, the strange number called again. Zuo Xiaoyou was angry. As soon as the phone was connected, he told the other party coldly, "I don't need an invoice, I don't need to manage..."

"So, Zuo Xiaoyou, you didn't save my phone?!" Night Rui's cold voice penetrated the left, right and small eardrums through the phone and penetrated into every cell of the whole body.

The left, the small and the right were frozen in place, their limbs were stiff, their lips trembled, and they couldn't say a word.

"Night, night, master."

So in the morning, night Rui called her more than 30 times, but she didn't answer.

Oh, my God!

Zuo Xiaoyou felt that his head was dark and his future was dark.

"Yes, I'm sorry, young master. I was practicing dancing this morning. I left my cell phone in my room. I didn't hear it." Zuo Xiaoyou quickly explained. But no matter how she explained, she couldn't escape the fact that she didn't save yerui's phone number.

"Zuo Xiaoyou, you wait for me to be punished." Night Rui hung up the phone, his face was very gloomy, and the shareholders and executives attending the meeting in the office felt a suffocating cold.

"Those who failed to meet the standards in the last quarter went to Xijiang branch."

Groups of useless, we know that Yang Fengyin disobeys, just like Zuo Xiaoyou.

Night Rui's Falcon like cold pupil made those executives who were going to Xijiang immediately give up their last resistance and all lowered their heads.

Zuo Xiaoyou is holding his mobile phone in place. Just now, ye Rui said he would be punished. Where will it be? Corridor? a living room? kitchen?

Zuo Xiaoyou covers his face. Why doesn't he save yerui's phone. How can you make such a low-level mistake.

Although it was a little late, Zuo Xiaoyou quickly saved Ye Rui's phone as a "young master". Then he returned to the dance room with his mobile phone.

I practiced all afternoon. I looked at my mobile phone from time to time for fear that yerui's call would be covered up by the sound of dance music.

Miss Zhu finally stopped, "have a rest."

If Zuo Xiaoyou gets an amnesty, he quickly goes over to check whether the sound of his mobile phone has been turned on to the maximum.

"Bell..." the ringing call rang, and Miss Zhu covered her ears without trace. I was surprised that such a little girl used an old-age machine.

It's Chen Wanqing.

"Hospital..." before the long word was said, Chen Cong's eager voice came over the phone. "What's the matter with you, Xiaoyou? Why don't you answer my phone? Do you know that dad just fainted? Even if you are angry with me, you can't ignore your father's life and death, can you? At least he raised you from childhood. "

"The Dean fainted?" Zuo Xiaoyou immediately felt his scalp swell and asked nervously, "what's the matter with the dean? How could you faint? "

"If you're still worried about Dad's health, come back and see for yourself." Chen Cong hung up in a hurry.

At the door of the orphanage, Chen Cong held an old-age machine in his hand, looked at Xie Qiuyue and asked, "Xiaoyou, will she really come?"

Xie Qiuyue said firmly, "don't worry, she can be ye Rui's underground lover for the orphanage, not to mention the dean's illness. Don't worry, ah Cong, you must ask Zuo Xiaoyou about this time. "

Chen Cong nodded, "well, if the company's work is really done by Ye Rui, only Xiao you can help us."

Zuo Xiaoyou hung up and immediately asked Miss Zhu for leave. "I'm sorry, Miss Zhu, I have something to go immediately. Sorry for the delay. "

She changed her clothes in a hurry, ran out with her schoolbag on her back, and almost knocked uncle Jin down when she went downstairs.

"Xiaoyou, where are you going?" Uncle Jin held her without trace. After stabilizing her figure, he took back his hand and put it on his lower abdomen. It was a typical housekeeper's posture.

"Uncle Jin, our dean fainted. I'll go back and have a look immediately." The left and right eyes were red and forced themselves to calm down. But the fear from the bottom of her heart still made her voice tremble, "as long as the dean is all right, I will come back soon."