Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Zhong Daliang? Make an appointment?" Wang Fan couldn't help but frowned. Why was there a similar scene?

"I want to ask, is your coach A Biao here?" Wang Fan couldn't help asking.

"Abiao? I haven't heard of it! I said is your brain sick? Leave without an appointment, don't force us to drive you away."

The security tone began to be impatient.

Several other security guards also echoed, "Boy, you have watched more movies, we are here, company, okay? It's not the army, where is the coach?"

Wang Fan frowned, "So are the five captains Liao Feng, Wei Jian, Zhang Meng, Bai Di, Xie Hu? If they are not there, should Zhang Tiezhu always be?"

"You said these people? They violated the company system and were fired a month ago. Our company no longer has these people."

The security guard raised his eyebrows, "Wouldn't you be in trouble for them? I tell you, leave now, don't force us to do it."

The security guard said, reaching for Wang Fan.

Wang Fan had a bad hunch, but he didn't get angry with this group of security guards.

"I'm going, I'm going." He said, he went to the distance, and then took out his phone to dial Song Rumei's phone.

He was only a few months away from Golden State. What happened? How could A Biao and others be expelled?

Wang Fan was puzzled and still angered.

"Hello, are you?" The phone connected, and a cold voice came from inside.

Wang Fan was a little uncomfortable listening to this voice. However, thinking of changing her phone number, Song Rumei probably didn't know that she was, so she was slightly more comfortable.

"Mr. Song, I'm Wang Fan. I'm downstairs now. Come down and pick me up." Wang Fan said directly.

President Office.

Song Rumei held the phone, and first hesitated. Then, with a snap, the phone fell to the ground.

She hurriedly picked it up, and a surprise appeared on the cold and pretty face, "You are Wang Fan, where are you, I will find you here."

"I'm downstairs." Wang Fan's tone softened slightly. Fortunately, Song Rumei didn't change, otherwise he would be really disappointed.

Wang Fan did not want to believe, nor did he want to believe. Only a few months after he left, Song Rumei flipped himself and kicked himself out of the silver ground, and kicked himself so many close friends.

"Okay, I'll go down immediately." Song Rumei said excitedly, hung up the phone and ran downstairs.

"Mr. Song, where are you going, do you want to prepare a car?" A tall woman with a tall figure who can score eight points stood up at the door of the president's office and asked in a bow.

This is a strange face, not Yang Lingling.

"No." Song Rumei waved her hand and ran directly to the elevator.

The woman looked at the back of Song Rumei's hurried departure, and quickly took out her mobile phone to dial the phone. "Ma'am, Mr. Song is out. It should be Wang Fan's return."

"I know." A voice came from the end of the phone, and then hung up.

Yindi Group downstairs.

The two security guards looked at Wang Fan and sneered.

Who do you think you are, and ask the president to come down and pick it up, dreaming?

They are very disdainful, and they simply think that Wang Fan is getting water in his head and is pretending.

However, because Wang Fan was far away from the gate of Yindi, they did not continue to drive Wang Fan, but started to guard against Wang Fan.

Wang Fanke was not in a mood to ignore these little characters. His face was a bit gloomy. He was thinking about why Song Rumei wanted to expel A Biao and his party.

"Wang Fan." A voice of surprise came, and Wang Fan looked up and saw that Song Rumei ran out.

A woman wearing a formal workplace uniform is still so arrogant, cold and sacred.

Perhaps it was too hasty to come down, she did not approve the coat, just wearing a thin shirt.

The slender corset shirt wrapped her exquisite and delicate body, Liu Liu's delicate waist, full of grip.

The proud man on his chest is also holding up. Through the neckline, you can still see a charming piece of tender white and black bra.

The long and round legs are still covered with black stockings, mysterious and sexy, exuding a unique woman charm.

On the exquisite little feet, there is a pair of very ordinary slippers, obviously in a hurry to get down, and even the shoes have not had time to change.

Her pretty face was reddish, and there was a trace of fragrant sweat on her forehead.

"Mr. Song." Wang Fan saw the woman, all the unhappiness dissipated, and she felt comfortable, spread her hands and greeted him.

Song Rumei's face was reddish without too much shyness, and she immediately put into Wang Fan's arms without hesitation, and greedily sucked Wang Fan's breath.

"You have been away for so long without even having a phone call. Do you know how worried I am? You honestly told me if you were outside looking for flowers and asking Liu to forget me."

Song Rumei Jiao looked up, with a little anger in her eyes.

Wang Fan had been away for a few months, even if he didn't come back. The most annoying thing was that he didn't even have a phone call, and he turned off when he called.

How can she not worry? Not to blame?

"Where can I do? I can't forget who I am, nor can I forget you." Wang Fan's eyes flashed softly. "It's just that many things happened during this time, I didn't call, I'm sorry."

"You must have come outside, you are not a good thing." Song Rumei was angry and blamed, and suddenly the words changed, "Come back this time, don't you go?"

"Well." Wang Fan nodded. "There is nothing special about it, it should be gone."

After he finished speaking, he shot it under Song Rumei's waist, "Okay, don't let people read jokes, let's go up and talk."

"Well." Song Rumei felt the hot taste, a little bit humiliated, but did not attack. Little Bird Yiren gave Wang Fan a step into the Yindi Group.

The security guards looked at this scene innocently, and they looked dumbfounded.

Their tall goddess Miss Song, Mr. Song, just plugged in shit?

"Song Song."

"Song Song."

Wherever the two have passed, all employees respectfully salute. At the same time, they looked at Wang Fan curiously. Most of them didn't know where this was, how could they be so close to President Song.

Song Rumei ignored the employees, but snuggled quietly in Wang Fan's arms, and the two quickly entered the elevator.

Only a few months after Wang Fan left, she suddenly realized how important Wang Fan was to her.

She was even afraid once, Wang Fan will never come back.

This time, since Wang Fan has returned, she will firmly grasp it and never give herself the opportunity to regret.

However, Wang Fan couldn't help but frowned, because he found that most of these employees were born.

Even if he had been away for a few months, the employees would have changed?

"Song Song." In another respectful voice, Wang Fan saw the gorgeous girl at the door of the president's office.

The girl was a little proud, and the look in Song Rumei's eyes was full of respect, but somehow, the look in his eyes was a bit hostile.

"Who are you, shouldn't this be Secretary Yang's position, how did you change people?" Wang Fan finally couldn't help but asked.

"Secretary Yang you said is already in the past tense. She stole the company's information a month ago and was expelled. If Mr. Song was in the guard, maybe she would go in now."

Zhong Xiaoyan raised his head, his face proud, "My name is Zhong Xiaoyan, now, I am Mr. Song's secretary."

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