Starting to Select the President of the Billionaire Group

He Jia pretty face flushed and glared at Ye Chen: "what's great about jumping on it?"

He Jia squatted down and behind his hands.

Ye Chen is sitting on the sofa jokingly looking at He Jia, a face of fun.

He Jia's appearance is above 95 points, and his figure is slim.

Although a little less of the student era, but with the taste of a lady.

In the past, I used to watch the anchor squat, and the beauty leaped frog was more powerful than squatting.

He Jia's body jumped and jumped about half a meter.

Ye Chen counts with a smile.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

……

He always does not exercise in his office.

So after five jumps, I already feel a little numb in my legs.

When you jump to the sixth, the supporting leg is not stable.

"Ah

This time, he Jia fell to the ground in pain.

Ye Chen sees this scene also flustered.

Originally, I just wanted to make a joke, but there was an accident.

He ran to him in a hurry: "are you ok?"

He Jia covered his ankle: "my foot seems to be sprained."

Ye Chen carefully picked up He Jia: "to the bedroom, I'll help you to have a look."

"Well, good."

Ye Chen came to the bedroom with He Jia in his arms and put her on the bed to check carefully.

Seeing that he Jia's ankle has been swollen, ye Chen said, "let me massage it for you."

Ye Chen has just obtained primary medical skills, and has a treatment plan in his mind.

"You can massage? No, I'll go to the hospital. "

He Jia is obviously not at ease.

"Don't worry, my massage technique is very good."

Ye Chen's hand gently presses on He Jia's ankle.

"Hiss!"

He Jia groaned in pain.

"It's a little bit painful at first. You have to bear with it."

At this time, he Jia's door was opened and a woman came in with a young man.

"Xiao Song, please come in. Ha ha, thank you for driving me back to the house for a cup of tea."

"Aunt Li, it doesn't matter. He Jia and I are friends. It's nothing to do with such a small busy time." A handsome young man said with a smile.

"Ouch! How sensible we are. How happy we would be if we could marry you. "

Seeing the shoes at the door, Li Qing said with a smile: "Xiaojia should be at home. My aunt will make some delicious food for you. You must eat it at home."

Li Qing was stunned when he released his shoes.

There was a pair of men's shoes at the door. She said to Song Ming, "Xiao Ming, you can sit in the living room and have a rest. The girl may be in the bedroom. I'll call her."

Li Qing said on the second floor, she just wanted to knock on the door, suddenly heard her daughter's voice inside.

"Be gentle!"

"It hurts me!"

In the room, ye Chen is massaging He Jia's foot injury.

At first, there was some pain, but what shocked him was that the pain was relieved slowly, and even felt comfortable.

"How about it? Feel comfortable now

"Well, ye Chen, you are so fierce. At first, it really hurt. Now, it's not only no longer painful, but also very comfortable!"

……

At the door, Li Qing's face was livid.

He Jia has always been very conservative and obedient. She never dreamed that her daughter should have done such a thing.

The most important thing is that there is a future son-in-law sitting in the living room.

Li Qing coughed and knocked on the door: "Xiaojia, are you in it?"

He Jia's face slightly changed: "bad, my mother came back."

Ye Chen speechless way: "afraid of what, we did not do bad things."

He Jia got up in a hurry and tried to walk on the ground.

Although it's a little painful, I feel I can walk at least.

"Wait a minute, mom."

He Jia comes to the door and opens the door.

Seeing a man in her daughter's room, Li Qing's face collapsed completely.

"Who is he?"

He Jia quickly explained: "Mom, this is my friend, we..."

Li Qing glared at He Jia: "OK, don't explain, Xiao Song is coming."

"What did Song Ming do?" He Jia's eyes are not happy.

"You can't help saying that it's not proper for a girl to take a boy to the bedroom."

"I'm not a kid, and we didn't do anything."

"Not yet. I heard it."

Mother and daughter fight for persistence in a low voice.

Ye Chen explained in a hurry: "aunt, he Jia's foot hurt, I help him to treat foot injury."Li Qing listened to Ye Chen's explanation and let out a breath.

She thought that her daughter had already

Li Qing, ye Chen and he Jia came to the living room.

Seeing he Jia, Song Ming quickly stood up.

But seeing ye Chen beside he Jia, his face is also slightly heavy.

However, seeing ye Chen Di Di's little brother's work clothes, the alert look relieved a lot.

"Xiaojia, I have friends here." Song Ming said with a smile.

Li Qing quickly explained: "we Xiaojia's foot hurt, Xiaoqing's friends sent her back."

Song and Ming quickly went to He Jia with a look of concern.

"Xiaojia, I hurt my foot. Why don't you call me? I'll take you to the hospital."

He Jiabai glanced at Song Ming: "why should I call you? Are we familiar with each other? My feet are all right. I don't have to go to the hospital. "

Song Ming's face is a little ugly by he Jiayao, but he still pretends to smile.

"Xiaojia, Ah Ming cares about you. How can you talk to people like that?" Li Qing was busy on the side.

Song Ming smiles: "Auntie is nothing."

He looked at Ye Chen: "thank you for sending He Jia back. My name is Song Ming, general manager of Huanyu hotel. If you need help, you can call me."

Ye Chen nodded: "my name is Ye Chen, running didi!"

"Running away? Oh, very good! " Song Ming's face showed a banter smile.

Li Qing heard Ye Chen open Di Di Di, and her look was obviously more ugly.

A hotel manager, a running Didi, in Li Qing's heart is not a grade.

Li Qing has made up his mind that if ye Chen and he Jia are really related, they should be separated.

"Xiao Ming, don't listen to that girl. Why don't you have a cup of tea before you leave." Li Qing said, pulling Song Ming to sit on the sofa.

Li Qing goes to make tea. The atmosphere in the living room is a little strange.

Ye Chen and he Jia sit together, and Song Ming sits opposite them.

"It's hard to run Didi. I'll leave early and return late." Song Ming has nothing to say.

"It's not hard. It's fun to deal with all kinds of people every day."

"Yes, I envy you. Although I can earn millions a year, I'm too tired. Hundreds of people in the company have to manage every day, and a lot of things have to be busy. I'm tired like a dog." Song Ming sighed.

Song Ming seems to envy Ye Chen, but every sentence is pretending to be forced.

Ye Chen smile: "don't deceive yourself, the dog is much happier than you!

Song Ming:

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