Spoil you is my hobby: refusing to love the president

She often wore high heels when she was in the hotel and soon got used to them. The clerk on one side brought her the jewelry selected by Jiang Hanzhi. Shao Xiaoman's face changed when he saw the sky high price.

"Turn around." Jiang Hanzhi came to her, took the diamond necklace and put it on Shao Xiaoman.

Then she put on a lady's watch and bracelet. When holding Shao Xiaoman's slender wrist, Jiang Hanzhi frowned, "how so thin?"

Shao Xiaoman alone heard his muttering. But she thought it was her auditory hallucination.

When Jiang Hanzhi cleaned up for her, Shao Xiaoman went to the mirror and looked at himself.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, so carefully dressed, even she doesn't know herself.

The afternoon passed quickly. Jiang Hanzhi took Shao Xiaoman to the mall for a long time. Finally, he took her to have her hair done. It was more than six o'clock.

"President, it's almost time for the dance to begin," Li Si reminded.

Jiang Hanzhi nodded and said to Shao Xiaoman, "you don't have to do anything at the ball. Just keep smiling."

After that, the three left the mall and drove to the place where the ball was held.

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At 7 pm, the dance held in Wangjiang restaurant officially began.

Those who came to the dance were all high-class people. Shao Xiaoman had received many powerful people in the hotel before, but she attended such a large dance as a guest for the first time.

Coming down from Maybach, Jiang Hanzhi was like an emperor standing on the red carpet waiting for her. Shao Xiaoman naturally took his arm, snuggled up to him and followed him slowly to the meeting.

Along the way, many people's eyes were on them. Shao Xiaoman knew that everyone was looking at Jiang Hanzhi around her.

He not only has the imperial identity of galloping mall, but also has a handsome face without waves.

Shao Xiaoman tilted his head slightly and secretly looked at the man on his side. He found his face tight, his eyes deep and indifferent, and the cold air of resisting thousands of miles scattered all over his body. The tight thin lips were a little unhappy, which showed that he didn't like such an occasion very much.

"President, I'm a little nervous." Shao Xiaoman said in a mosquito like voice.

The man's tight handsome face relaxed. As soon as he picked his eyebrows, he lowered his eyes and looked at the woman snuggling up to him. Immediately, the other hand was slightly raised, and the warm palm wrapped Shao Xiaoman's hand. He took his hand and patted it gently to comfort her.

Shao Xiaoman's heart warmed and his lips overflowed with a smile. Unexpectedly, the seemingly cold president also has such a gentle side.

Just as they entered the venue, Shao Xiaoman saw two familiar figures.

He Ming, the boss of he's Hotel, and the woman around him, Tan MI.

Shao Xiaoman was a little surprised, and Tan Mi's eyes just looked at her, obviously surprised.

He's hotel is one of the best hotels in H city. It's normal for he Ming, as the boss, to attend such a ball. I just didn't expect that he would bring Tan Mi to attend.

Jiang Hanzhi and Shao Xiaoman walked past the two people. Their long eyebrows were lowered. Their eyes inadvertently flowed through the two people, but they passed silently with cold lips.

He Mingzheng smiled and wanted to say hello to him, but the man didn't seem to see it and ignored it directly.

Then he Ming saw Shao Xiaoman beside Jiang Han and was surprised: "Xiaoman!"

Shao Xiaoman ignored him and followed Jiang Hanzhi to deal with the bosses. As he said, she kept smiling. Anyway, she majored in hotel management in college. Business etiquette is the top priority. She studied seriously and achieved good results.

"Isn't that Shao Xiaoman?" he Ming was still a little uncertain. He couldn't help looking at Tan Mi around him.

However, at the moment, Tan Mi didn't have time to talk to him. Holding he Ming's hand, he couldn't help clenching it into a fist. She thought that if she drove Shao Xiaoman out of he's Hotel, she would be desperate and become a poor man.

She likes the feeling of stepping on Shao Xiaoman's feet, but now Shao Xiaoman is accompanied by the boss of an group, and even dressed up to attend such a grand dance.

This result is not what she wants, no!

"Ah, Xiaomi, what are you doing?" he Ming was pinched by her and scolded angrily.

Tan Mi regained her consciousness and hurriedly apologized, "Mr. He, I'm so sorry. Are you all right? I'm so sorry!" she must seize he Ming's backer now, so she'd rather keep a low attitude and please him endlessly.

He Ming glared at her angrily and said, "if it weren't for you, how could I fire Shao Xiaoman. Now it's good that people are close to the president of an group and don't know when to avenge us!"

"Mr. He, don't worry. According to my understanding of Shao Xiaoman, she won't." Tan Mijiao smiled and put her eyes to he Ming's ear. "Don't forget, she still has a stigma. Mr. Jiang of an group, how can you wear 'broken shoes'?"

When she said this, she didn't seem to realize who was the real broken shoes.