road sign...
When the name was mentioned, Yan Liang became annoyed: "Do you think we haven't looked for him? I have called his secretary many times, but I can't make an appointment. It's clear that he has a lot of things to do every day, so he doesn't even bother to see us."
As the only son of Lu Mingting, the founder of Mingting Group, and the current general manager of Mingting, this Mr. Lu does have the capital of arrogance, and Yanliang has no objection to this.
As for her, she had been thinking that if she could ensure that "Yayan" could be set up in Mingting's chain department stores and commercial plazas all over the country, she wouldn't have to worry about no dealers coming to her door, so she was already ready to humble herself. .
But what good is wishful thinking? She hasn't even seen Lu Zheng's face yet.
The grievances had been held in her heart for a long time, now that she finally had someone to confide in, Yan Liang naturally did not miss this opportunity to vomit her bitterness, and changed an aggrieved expression while talking.
She guessed that she must look like a elementary school student complaining now, afraid that she would be ridiculed by this man again. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yunan seemed quite surprised by this, and looked at her with a layer of approval: "That's right, thinking of using Ming Ting's existing channels is also a lesson for a child."
Is this a compliment or a loss? Yanliang curled her lips, put her face away, and immediately sat back on the chair.
As soon as she felt that this woman had developed the ability to hide her emotions and anger, she broke her merits. Jiang Yunan seemed a little helpless about this: "Don't be so hard tempered. Since you can't get an appointment with him through the secretary, then go directly to him."
"You want me to stalk you?" She was obviously not happy.
"Only by learning to pretend to be a grandson can you become a father in the future."
Yan Liang was extremely contemptuous of this remark, and immediately raised her head and squinted at him with a smirk: "I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, I haven't learned the skill of pretending to be a grandson since I was a child, I won't!"
"It's very simple. No matter what the other party does or says, it doesn't matter if you greet his ancestors in your heart, but you must be neither humble nor overbearing. Always remember your purpose and try to keep smiling."
Jiang Yunan was leaning against the table, while she was sitting on the chair with a bad face. The distance between the two was an arm's length. He really seemed to teach her by hand. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately stretched out his hands and pulled a piece of paper for her. Smiley: "Like this—"
Subconsciously, Yanliang raised her hand to slap him away, but after thinking about it, she held back and smiled at him.
Jiang Yunan smiled with satisfaction and let go.
Unwilling Yan Liang thought for a while, then smiled flatteringly: "I will learn a lot from Mr. Jiang how to be a shameless person."
Being able to scold him around the corner, Yan Liang finally felt a little bit of relief.
At some point, the man's eyes turned cold. Unfortunately, the moment Yanliang stood up and was about to leave, he was looking at him, and Yanliang couldn't help being taken aback.
During the short time when she was stunned, Jiang Yunan suddenly clasped the back of the chair behind her with one hand.
Because it was a swivel chair with pulleys, he exerted a little force, and Yan Liang was dragged to him along with the chair.
The meeting room was as bright as daylight, and there was a glint of light in his black eyes. As he leaned over, the light refracted in his eyes became more and more flickering, making people unpredictable.
Seeing him smiling slightly at her, Yan Liang couldn't cope for the time being, let his index finger slide along her lips, sticking to her skin, passing chin, neck, collarbone to the first button of her shirt.
Untie easily.
Yanliang made a jerk neutral, and he had already undid her second button.
Yan Liang didn't want to lose her momentum in front of him, so she pressed his hand and smiled: "Are you testing your teaching results? No matter what the other party does, I have to smile at him?"
Jiang Yunan didn't say yes or no, he leaned over a little and came to her ear, the breath when he spoke was hot and cool in the earlobe—
"Pretending to be a grandson does not mean that there is no bottom line. If what I am doing now has broken your bottom line, you should definitely give me a slap in the face and slam the door and leave," he said leisurely when she just opened her mouth and had no time to reply. Adding, "Of course, if you really want me too, that's a different story."
Her palm was pressed on the back of his hand, and the sign of rejection was not very obvious. Jiang Yunan easily took her hand away, and pulled off her collar, exposing her beautiful collarbone.
Half a centimeter below the collarbone—Jiang Yunan remembered that he left a deep hickey here on the night of the reception, but now, there is no trace of it. Jiang Yunan buried his head in there to make up a hickey.
Looking up at her again, under the obstruction of the slender eyelashes, the struggle in her eyes can still be seen, Jiang Yunan didn't want to give her time to think, and immediately asked: "To your place, or to my place?"
Waking up in the middle of the night, Yan Liang suddenly opened her eyes.
After staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while, he sat up on the bed clutching the corner of the quilt.
Everything in this room is strange to her, and the only thing she is familiar with may be the man standing by the window—
Jiang Yunan was smoking with his back to her, bare torso, wearing only a pair of trousers, and messy hair, somewhat unruly, looking at the tall and straight silhouette falling from the floor-to-ceiling windows and the flickering sparks between his fingers, Yanliang walked over and lay back They struggled for a long time, and finally fell back on the bed resignedly, and covered themselves with a quilt.
In the dim bedroom, the floor lamp was the only source of light. The darkness made up for her blank head at the moment, but it couldn't make up for the mistakes she made. She made the same mistake twice with the same man—
If the will is not firm, it is easy to lose to desire. Yes, desire, what a tempting and dangerous word.
Just as she was doing deep introspection under the quilt, the quilt was suddenly lifted.
Yanliang opened her eyes and looked, in the still dim room, Jiang Yunan was already standing in front of her.
The man in front of him had red marks on his abdominal muscles from being scratched by her, and his face was a little tired after the indulgence. Looking at her, he didn't speak, and lay down on the bed directly, using her stomach as a pillow.
He seemed to have fallen asleep quickly, with his eyes closed, his rare silence, even his breathing was quiet, far from his usual aggressive appearance. Looking at him like this, Yan Liang felt even more sleepless.
Observe him carefully.
Lips, swimming across her whole body.
hand, entered her soft secret place.
Eyes, looked at her flushed cheeks in bliss.
With the bend of his arms, he spread her legs apart, and folded her into a posture where anyone can get whatever they want...
"Jiang Yunan."
Yanliang quietly called his name, but he didn't expect him to answer: "Huh?"
He still closed his eyes, and after listening to her silence for a long time, he asked, "Do you think there is love between us?"
Jiang Yunan smiled, leaned to one side, raised his arms and pressed her under him again.
He and her eyes met, and bit by bit the thin quilt was pulled away until they met naked again, he said: "I don't have an opinion on the matter of love, but I know how to do it. "
Words must be followed, at this point, Jiang Yunan immediately separated her legs. Yan Liang supported his shoulders with both hands, preventing him from going any further.
Jiang Yunan only hesitated for half a second before giving in, he supported her cooperatively, and leaned back, letting her finally ride on his lower abdomen.
Yanliang looked down at him, buried her head down, kissed his body all the way, nibbled lightly from time to time, and finally opened her mouth to swallow the center of the man's desire.
Jiang Yunan felt a sudden twitch in his temple, because of her sucking, the blood in his whole body seemed to flow backwards. It seems that occasionally handing over the initiative is also a kind of fun...
According to Jiang Yunan's suggestion, after changing the product positioning of "Yayan", a new plan will be released soon.
Distributors also need to reshuffle the cards, but the most urgent thing is still how to win the big fat of Mingting Group.
Now that he has made up his mind to pretend to be a grandson, he no longer has the embarrassment to ask a private detective to investigate Lu Zheng's whereabouts. But this Mr. Lu is really busy, and the schedule is so full that Yanliang can't take advantage of the loopholes.
There is no other way, Yanliang can only deal with the dealer's problem first. She specially spared one day to invite all first-level distributors to dinner. A cooperation agreement was reached at the dinner, and Yanliang had to arrange for an assistant to take them to the nightclub afterwards to have fun.
With the help of assistants in everything, Yan Liang didn't have to stay with her until the end. After saying goodbye, she was about to leave. When she went out, she happened to pass by a group of beautifully dressed ladies.
This is the top nightclub in the city, the quality of the girls is good, although it is rare to see female guests like Yan Liang, but when they meet Yan Liang, they are always smiling.
Yanliang had no choice but to leave at a faster pace, and only halfway through the walk did she remember to call her assistant and ask him to treat her well.
"Definitely." The assistant said repeatedly.
Yanliang hangs up the phone with confidence, and as soon as she closes her bag and looks up, she sees a man walking towards her.
The man's face on the opposite side flashed before her eyes, and then passed her by. Yan Liang didn't pay attention at first, and took another two steps, Cai stopped abruptly, turned around in surprise, but only saw the voice of the man disappearing behind the door of another box——
For her to meet Lu Zheng here, she really has nowhere to look, and it took no effort at all.
Yan Liang leaned against the wall opposite the box door, looking at her watch every five minutes. Finally unable to hold back, he straightened up abruptly and walked towards the box.
With his hand on the doorknob, he hesitated for a few seconds, Yanliang gritted his teeth, pushed the door open and walked closer.
It was almost the same as the box she used to entertain dealers. As soon as she entered, Yanliang was surrounded by the mixed smell of tobacco, alcohol and perfume.
The lights were on and off, and Yanliang's eyes were still getting used to it, but at this moment, someone pulled her away and immediately fell down on the couch.
The strong smell of alcohol immediately approached her: "Sister, you are new here, why haven't you seen her before?"
Yan Liang turned her head and saw a drunk man's face, frowning and shaking off his hand.
Unexpectedly, he posted it again in the next second: "I'm in a bad mood today or something? Come, come, have a drink with brother!"
Not only was the wine glass stuffed into Yan Liang's hands, but the hot face of the drunk also moved closer and rubbed against her ear.
Yanliang pushed him away and stood up, his stern look seemed out of place under the ambiguous light: "I'm sorry, I'm here..."
Before he could finish speaking, the drunk who thought he had been neglected had already stood up, grabbed her arm, took the glass and was about to force a drink: "I'm here for fun, what's your attitude?"
Someone seemed to have noticed something was wrong, the music was turned down, and the waiter approached them puzzled.
It's a pity that Yan Liang couldn't wait for the waiter to mediate, the drunk man's hand had already clasped her chin—
Fortunately, this person was quite drunk, Yanliang avoided the hand that was about to pinch her chin, snatched his wine glass in a blink of an eye, and poured it over without thinking.
The drunk was not the only one stunned by this splash.
The private room fell silent for an instant. The music stopped, and a calm and composed male voice sounded instead: "Turn on the light."
The waiter didn't dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly trot to the door and turned on the big overhead light.
The bright light replaced the original darkness, Yanliang squinted his eyes a little to adapt to the change of light, and the first thing he saw was the red wine dripping from the lapel of the drunk man.
There were footsteps approaching her, very calm and unhurried. Yanliang followed the sound and looked.
The owner of the footsteps quickly stopped in front of Yanliang, glanced over, obviously displeased: "What's going on?"
Yan Liang looked at the person in front of him, a certain voice kept echoing in her head: Always remember your purpose, try to keep smiling...
She just smiled and stretched out her hand: "Mr. Lu, hello."
The sharper his gaze was, the more modestly Yan Liang smiled: "I am the person in charge of 'Ya Yan', Yan Liang."