Sweet pursuit: Kiss goodnight, little sweetheart

Mr. Xi is 18 years old, but his style is sophisticated and fierce. Countless experiences make them dare not treat him as a hairy boy.

He glanced at the multimedia on the opposite side at random. The content was ten lines at a glance, and then slowly opened his lips. "This set of scheme is a little immature, lacking practical experience. Do more market research, perfect the scheme again, and send it to my mailbox."

No one dares to refute what Xi Muhan said. When they take a closer look, the above plan does have problems with what Xi Muhan said.

We are also convinced of Xi Muhan.

It's better to use one mind for two purposes than those of them.

……

Xi Muhan just came out of the conference room and received Yu Qiqi's wechat again.

He throws the information to Li Hui, who is behind him. Li Hui quickly reaches for it. When he catches it steadily, he sees their son Xi take out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Girlfriend: brother Han, can you come back later tonight

Thank you very much

Girlfriend: [Wang Miaomiao is still at home. I don't like the way she looks at you. After she's gone, I'll drop you. Come back[ Please] / [please] / [please]]

Xi Muhan's cold ink eyes flashed a trace of helplessness.

Xi Tiao: good

After Xi Muhan took back his mobile phone, Li Hui obviously felt that Xi Muhan's breath was cold.

He frowned suspiciously.

In principle, it shouldn't be!

After chatting with his little girl friend, Mr. Xi always feels like a spring breeze. How did he change his sex today?

Before he could understand, Xi Muhan's cool voice suddenly rang out.

"Inform the president's office to stay and work overtime tonight!"

"..." Li Hui was crying in her heart.

……

"Miaomiao, it's getting late. Why don't I ask the driver to take you back later?"

Yu Qiqi took a look at the quartz watch on the wall. It's five o'clock now, and the blue sky is gray. He can't help urging.

Wang Miaomiao doesn't want to leave. She wants to wait until Xi Muhan comes back.

But it's hard to say.

"Good!" Wang Miaomiao scratched his cheek slightly. "However, I don't understand a few questions here. Can you explain them for me?"

Yu Qiqi hears the speech, subconsciously looks at Jiang Shanshan, just as Jiang Shanshan also looks over.

Two people passed a look across the air, Jiang Shanshan nodded slightly to show understanding.

Immediately, Jiang Shanshan took the initiative to slide the chair to Wang Miaomiao's side, "which way?"

"This one, and these others."

Jiang Shanshan looked down at the questions pointed out by Wang Miaomiao and turned his eyes.

On these questions, the penultimate next door can be done, but Wang Miaomiao can't cheat ghosts?

She also knew that Wang Miaomiao was a drunkard. She didn't want to drink, and she didn't want to expose her. She began to explain these topics to her.

Until the end of explaining these topics, Xi Muhan didn't go home. It was six o'clock, and the sky outside was dark.

"It's getting late. It's time for me to go home."

Yu Qiqi along with her topic interface, "is late, I let uncle Han send you back."

Yu Qiqi didn't say that she wanted to stay, and Wang Miaomiao couldn't stay here any longer. She bit her lip, got up to clean up the things on the table, and pretended to ask casually: "Qiqi, didn't Xi Muhan say that she would come back to eat with you at your mother's house in the evening? Why haven't you come back yet? "