Speaking of work matters, why did Brahman nod his head, "Okay."
"Then guys, I'll go now, goodbye." He waved goodbye to everyone.
Amidst all the people's laughs and smiles, with a large group of people, they walked to the elevator.
As everyone knows, as soon as he left and left everyone's sight, some people's faces changed. Why Fan is already a lot ahead of them, even if he doesn’t do anything, his excellent appearance conditions and extremely special temperament in the entertainment industry make him shine with a layer of eye-catching light, and he will crush them hard. Go down, unable to get past him.
This is the gap.
Now, with their eyes open, why did Brahman quickly pull the distance away from them? It is impossible to say not to be jealous!
After entering this circle, who doesn't want to get ahead and let everyone recognize them
TC Group headquarters.
As soon as Su Kui got off the elevator, Mo Yunan greeted him immediately, grinning, and pointing to the office calmly.
Su Kui raised his eyebrows and followed his gaze. The original wooden door of the office was half-hidden, and the picture inside was not visible. However, she just thought about it for a moment and knew what was going on.
"Thanks." She passed Mo Yunan, raised her hand and patted his broad shoulder, meaningless.
Mo Yunan's face changed, and she knew what she meant.
It seems that I have to accept this petty woman's revenge afterwards! However, sitting inside is the future Patriarch of the Song family, the boss of Song who is now calling for trouble in the political world! Just swiping his sharp eyes at random, will his legs become weak, okay
This matter, how can he blame him for leaking the news!
Gee—
Su Kui pushed the door in, knocking on the marble floor with high heels, making a crisp sound. She closed the door at will, put the documents in her hand on the desk, and was completely unmoved by the powerful aura exuding from the tall man wearing a silver-gray suit and gold-wire glasses on the sofa.
"Youngest Song, don't you have anything to say to me?"
Song Yi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his jet-black phoenix eyes looked straight at Su Kui with eagle-like eyes. If he were to be someone else and locked by him, he would definitely have weak legs. Things blurted out all at once.
But Su Kui is not afraid of him, and—
Hearing that, she raised her eyelids lazily, glanced at him coolly, leaned back in the leather chair, and asked instead, "Huh? What did you say?"
"Boss Song, you are very busy, and you do not go to the Three Treasures Palace. If you have anything to do, just talk about it. I'm not yours. Don't come with me."
She picked up the water glass and frowned when she saw it was empty. But as soon as I sat down, I was too lazy to move, so he instigated: "Brother, give me a glass of water?"
Hearing these words, Song Yi's suffocated breath couldn't be stretched all of a sudden, he squinted at her angrily, got up to pour a glass of water for her, "I'm not called Boss Song now, I know I'm the big brother?"
He took off his glasses and pointed at her angrily, "Song Youshu, you have grown up, huh? Learn how to play in the entertainment industry, and know how to become a star. Oh, listen to Mo Yunan, you still give it for him. All the entertainment agencies that reported on the little star news spoke, and even took him back to your hotel?"
The more Song Yi said, the more painful his head, his brows wrinkled into a lump, and he gritted his teeth, "Song Youshu, you say, are you worthy of me?!"