The younger brother is fierce: the male god walks a bit crazy

Meng Zhuyao lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "Which point? This question stumps me. There are many things that are better than you. The first thing is that life is better than you."

"You..." Su Jingxing stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Zhuyao into his arms, and his hot breath rushed towards his face.

Meng Zhuyao smiled instead of anger, "Xiaojing, are you so hungry right now?"

"Meng Zhuyao!"

"Xiao Jing, girls like warm men." Meng Zhuyao raised her eyebrows, and the flowers in Su Jingxing's arms trembled wildly: "People won't like you like this!"

Su Jingxing was half-dead by her anger, he pulled out his hand fiercely, and pushed him away: "Meng Zhuyao, is this your real face?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I accidentally exposed it." Meng Zhuyao's face was condensed, "Little friend, I don't want to play with you anymore, I already have a new goal, my little brother is immature, I like mature men."

"Meng Zhuyao, remember what you said today."

"Good!"

Su Jingxing gave Meng Zhuyao a self-contained look, turned and left with a cold face, he did not expect Meng Zhuyao to transfer his love so quickly.

It's obvious that they separated not long ago.

Obviously he was her first man.

Meng Zhuyao returned to the private room with an angry expression on her face. Seeing her expression, Meng Yuzhou naturally knew what happened when she went to the bathroom just now.

"gone?"

Meng Zhuyao nodded, and poured herself a glass of wine with a sullen head: "I may have been blind back then, the brat is too immature."

"After all, I'm five years younger than you." Meng Yuzhou didn't mind adding fuel to the flames: "You're young, so your thinking is definitely not very mature. It's good that you can figure it out in time."

Meng Zhuyao nodded, did not answer the question, and handed him the gift she bought just now: "A small gift is not a respect."

"You..." Meng Yuzhou's eyes were full of joy, how could she know that today is her birthday?
"That..." Meng Zhuyao shook her head embarrassingly: "Just now when Uncle Wang was drinking with you, he said that your birthday is the ninth day of the lunar calendar. I checked the almanac, and it happens to be today."

"Thank you."

……

On Monday, Meng Zhuyao went to Meng's to report on time.

Meng Yuzhou arranged for his secretary to take her around the company, and after learning about the general situation, he took Meng Zhuyao to Ma Sha's subordinates in the sales department.

Martha is an old employee of the company, an old fritter, so when Meng Zhuyao came, she was arranged to do some work as a handyman.

Although tired, but thinking of her purpose of coming to the Meng family, Meng Zhuyao endured everything.

When she is free, Meng Zhuyao will take the initiative to pay attention to some sales projects of the company, and then ask Martha some questions. Although Martha assigns her, Martha will patiently explain her humbly asking for leave.

Within a week, Meng Zhuyao had basically figured out the situation of the sales department.

The sales department is the core of the Meng family. Meng Zhuyao didn't quite understand why Meng Yuzhou arranged for her to come to the sales department, but if she came, she would be safe.

"Hey, Zhuyao, your backstage is very tough, why does Martha dare to treat you like this?" In the tea room, several colleagues saw Meng Zhuyao freshly ground coffee for Martha, and felt a little sympathetic to her.

Meng Zhuyao smiled: "Where did you hear that? Where did I get the background!"

"Don't hide it, we all know that Mr. Meng's secretary personally brought you here." One of the colleagues Bai Mi said, "Zhuyao, you don't need to look at the face of that old woman Martha!"

Meng Zhuyao sneered coldly, and raised her eyes lightly: "Why do I feel that Martha is not very popular in the department?"

"Did you just feel it?" Bai Mi leaned closer to Meng Zhuyao's ear, "Don't you know about Martha's incident that caused a stir in the company?"

Meng Zhuyao was slightly surprised: "What's the matter?"

Another colleague, Yang Yue, took a private look and confirmed that there was no one around, then lowered her voice and said, "Masha used to be the secretary of the general manager's office, but later she was driven to the sales department by the president because... for seducing the president."

"Ah—is that her?" Meng Zhuyao was surprised, hearing the gossip that day, she thought that the woman had left the company long ago.

Bai Mi reminded Meng Zhuyao: "Keep your voice down. Martha is the youngest daughter of Director Ma of the company. The backstage is very tough, and the president is not easy to fire, so let her be assigned to our sales department."

"I'm sure Martha must think that you have something to do with Mr. Meng, otherwise she wouldn't treat you like this."

"You guys are overthinking." Meng Zhuyao smiled slightly, and the beeping sound of the coffee machine reminded that the coffee was ready: "The coffee is ready, I'm going out first."

"Hmm, be careful."

Holding the freshly brewed cappuccino, he placed it on Martha's table: "Sister Sha, the cappuccino you want, is there anything else I can do?"

Martha turned off the video browsing on the computer, and flipped through the documents in her hand casually: "You are going to download the documents of Hisense Real Estate. I have an appointment with President Luo tonight. You and I will go together."

"Ah—" Meng Zhuyao was surprised: "Sister Sha, I still don't know anything, will I mess it up!"

"Isn't there still me?"

Meng Zhuyao bit her lips slightly: "Alright then!"

……

The game at night is at the most feasting place in the city: Charm Bar.Around seven o'clock, Martha and Meng Zhuyao showed up here on time.

"Sister Sha, you're here." Meng Zhuyao arrived early by taxi and waited for Martha at the entrance of the bar.

Ma Sha looked at Meng Zhuyao's casual clothes, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and she looked disgusted: "Why are you wearing this?"

"Sister Sha, you didn't tell me to change clothes." Meng Zhuyao retorted in a low voice, she dressed like this on purpose, she knew that Martha brought her to this kind of place to talk about work, she must have no good intentions.

Although she knows some intrigues in the workplace, she is really not ready yet.

Martha had a headache, and felt ashamed to see such a rustic Meng Zhuyao following behind her: "Forget it, forget it, you go in and stay away from me."

President Luo of Hisense had already brought two people to the private room early, and when he saw Meng Zhuyao and Martha coming in, he quickly stood up and said hello.

"Finally looking forward to your coming, come and sit here." Boss Luo looked at them with a smile.

Martha is a veteran of night shows, and with her wealth, no one dares to take advantage of her, so President Luo naturally turned his attention to Meng Zhuyao.

Ma Sha was singing in front of the stage, while Meng Zhuyao was sitting bored on the sofa beside her.

Boss Luo, who was on the side, had been eyeing Meng Zhuyao for a long time. Now he would see her sitting in the corner alone, and moved to her side without hesitation, looking at Meng Zhuyao leisurely: "Xiao Meng, are you nervous?"

"Where, Boss Luo was joking." Meng Zhuyao shook her head slightly.

This man must have sprayed half a catty of perfume on his body, and Meng Zhuyao didn't lose his breath when he got close to him, and the smell of perfume hit his nose.

"Xiao Meng, have you just arrived at the Meng family? How old are you?"

"Yeah, thanks to Sister Sha for taking me." Meng Zhuyao forced a smile and said in vain: "I don't need to mention the woman's age."

"Yes, let me guess." As he said, President Luo reached out to touch Meng Zhuyao's face, but Meng Zhuyao turned her head to avoid it.

Mr. Luo stared at Meng Zhuyao's face coldly, thinking in his heart, this woman is really hypocritical, she came to this game with Martha, don't you know what will happen tonight?

But anyway, he likes to conquer.

"Come on, let's have a drink." Mr. Luo picked up the two cups filled with wine on the tea table: "I have heard for a long time that every one of Meng's sales department is not drunk after a thousand cups."

Meng Zhuyao had no choice but to take the glass of wine: "Boss Luo is just joking, I have a bad drinker."

"Hey - I don't like to hear your words." Mr. Luo seemed to be smiling, and reached out his hand to pour the wine in Meng Zhuyao's cup down: "If you don't drink it, just don't give it to Mr. Luo face."

"I……"

Meng Zhuyao reached out to block the wine, but who knew that the glass in Mr. Luo's hand was not steady, and all the red wine in the glass spilled on Mr. Luo's body.

It doesn't matter if you splash it, every drop of the glass of red wine is spilled on Mr. Luo's crotch.

Meng Zhuyao really wanted to hit the wall, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, what a coincidence that his grandma spilled it there!
"That... President Luo..."

Mr. Luo's face was livid, and the two men next to him immediately booed: "Mr. Luo, Xiaomeng can't wait any longer!"

"Haha, Mr. Luo's prestige is still the same as before!"

"Hmph!" Mr. Luo snorted coldly, and turned his finger on Martha: "Manager Ma, this is the person you brought, and this is your sincerity in wanting to cooperate with me?"

"Hey, Mr. Luo, don't worry about our newborn Xiao Meng. You see, I opened a private room for you upstairs. Why don't you let Xiao Meng help you up and change your clothes?"

Mr. Luo wanted to get angry at first, but when he heard this, his anger disappeared immediately: "You are still sensible. Xiao Meng, please help me up to wash and change clothes."

"Xiao Meng, what are you still doing in a daze, help Mr. Luo up quickly!"

Only now did Meng Zhuyao realize that she was waiting for her here, and this Martha really had a vicious heart.

"Sister Sha, I..." Meng Zhuyao rubbed the soles of her feet with oil and wanted to slip away, but Ma Sha saw it all at once and grabbed her: "Sister Sha, you..."

Mr. Luo also reached out his hand and kept pulling her into his arms, not forgetting to wipe her body everywhere: "Xiao Meng, let's go!"

"Mr. Luo, please respect yourself!" Meng Zhuyao tried hard to break free from Mr. Luo's hand, and said politely: "Mr. Luo, I just came here with Sister Sha to discuss cooperation with you."

"We can talk upstairs as well."

Mr. Luo said that he was about to reach out to pull him again, and he was about to be dragged out. The door was suddenly pushed open, and his shoulders sank. She goes back.

Opening his eyes, he bumped into a hard yet warm embrace.

"Cousin, does cousin know that you are talking about business like this outside?" Su Jingxing's cold voice came from above Meng Zhuyao's head.

Mr. Luo's face changed slightly when he saw the person coming: "Jing Xing, you...why are you here..."