Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

Qiao Anan looked at Leng Yincheng's tall and straight figure standing up, and before the crowd dared to move, he quietly squatted down and climbed out of the international conference report hall.

He ran all the way to the president's exclusive elevator, and hurried back to the president's office floor so that no one would recognize him.

Not long after, Leng Yincheng walked back to the conference room on the president's office floor, surrounded by many senior leaders, with steady and powerful steps.

Everyone just sat in the meeting room and chatted briefly.

After finishing all this, Leng Yincheng asked Carl to call Joan Ann to the VIP lounge next to him.

When Qiao Anan entered, her footsteps stopped at the door of the conference room.

Apart from Leng Yincheng sitting there, Yan Su and Song Shengang are right in front of him right now!
This is a close encounter with the male god!
She was so excited that she couldn't be more excited, silently held her breath, and stood cautiously at the door of the meeting room.

"Mr. Leng, Mr. Yan Su, Mr. Song Shengang, hello."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his sweet voice was soft and soft.

Like a child in the first report, with nowhere to rest his hands.

Leng Yincheng took a sharp look at Qiao An'an, his legs folded gracefully, and a cold aura exuded from his whole body.

Qiao Anan realized that she had lost her composure, so she took a deep breath and smiled brightly.

Hehe, her male god is jealous.

That looks pretty cute.

Yan Su smiled and stretched out his hand to Qiao An'an: "Qiao An'an, come here quickly, I didn't expect us to meet again."

Qiao Anan smiled and sat beside Yan Su: "Yes, I hope I can pass the next final assessment and enter the head office smoothly."

Yan Su took Qiao An'an's hand and nodded lightly: "I'm looking forward to it very much. By the way, let me introduce you. This is Teacher Song Shengang. I think you recognize it."

Qiao Anan sat on the sofa in a serious manner: "Of course I do. Teacher Song Shengang and Teacher Yan Su are both my idols."

Song Sheng looked at Qiao An'an firmly, and stretched out his hand in a gentlemanly manner: "Hello, Miss Qiao An'an, we meet again."

Joan Ann heard a buzz in her heart: "Do you recognize me?"

Song Shengang smiled warmly: "I have seen your work in foreign fashion shows, and it has great potential."

Joan Ann opened her mouth in shock: "You actually have an impression of me?"

Song Shengang nodded disapprovingly: "Usually I pay more attention to talented designers."

Qiao Anan covered her mouth with her hands, and looked around excitedly: "You actually paid attention to me? So you think I'm talented in clothing design?"

Suddenly, he seemed to hear some great news, and felt like he was dreaming.

Song Shengang continued to nod: "Of course, there are not many well-known designers in China now, I will do my best to support them, and I hope to meet more people in the industry like you."

The tone was very humble, and he did not pretend to be a teacher.

Joan Ann couldn't be more excited: "Thank you teacher for your approval."

She grinned so much that the corners of her mouth almost reached the back of her head, and when everyone was not paying attention, she secretly glanced at Leng Yincheng and was filled with gratitude.

Leng Yincheng's originally cold expression eased a bit.

This woman has a conscience and knows how to look at herself.

Otherwise, he wanted to terminate the contract with Song Shengang, and he didn't want them to continue to contact each other.

Leng Yincheng sat in the middle, and said in a cold voice: "From now on, I will ask the two teachers to take care of Qiao An'an at work. Qiao An'an is my cousin's girlfriend. She was also my assistant before. She loves her very much. Fashion Design."

This can be regarded as invisible, telling everyone about his relationship with Joan Ann.

In this way, the doubts in Song Shengang's heart just now can be regarded as solved.

He was quite puzzled just now, this Leng always looks cool and cold, how could he possibly pay attention to Qiao An'an except for work issues.

It's understandable now.

"No problem, Mr. Leng, don't worry." The two teachers readily agreed.

Song Shengang took out his mobile phone and handed it to Qiao Anan: "Then can we add a WeChat?"

Qiao Anan instantly felt that his whole body was about to float up: "Okay, okay."

With the addition of WeChat, everyone just chatted casually.

According to the two teachers, the company will take over a lot of large-scale fashion shows and custom-made clothing for relevant leaders in the future.

In other words, whether it is the company's clothing design department or jewelry design department, the tasks will only become more and more onerous.

After Qiao Anan got the news, she thoughtfully sent the two teachers away.

When they entered the elevator, she immediately turned around and ran back, entering the president's office.

Leng Yincheng took off his suit jacket, reached out and pulled the tie around the collar, and was about to sit down and continue working.

Qiao Anan rushed into the office happily, and threw herself into Leng Yincheng's arms: "My dear, thank you! Thank you very much!"

Leng Yincheng stretched out his hand to avoid Qiao An'an's hand: "Thank me for what?"

Qiao Anan hugged Leng Yincheng's arm excitedly, and put it in his arms: "Thank you for inviting the man... Song Shengang to the company."

"I'm not for you." Leng Yincheng's magnetic voice continued to be deep and deep.

Qiao Anan kissed the back of Leng Yincheng's hand, smiling flatteringly: "I know it's not for me, but I just want to thank you! I really want to study hard with Song Shengang, but he is so difficult The person you invited is really difficult to get in touch with! How come you are so handsome! You are really amazing!"

While praising your male god, don't forget to praise your boyfriend.

Leng Yincheng's icy expression softened slightly: "It's just a fashion designer, what makes you happy?"

"Because after studying with the teacher, you may be one step closer to your dream." Qiao Anan held Leng Yincheng's hand tightly, closed her eyes and raised her head, full of longing for the future.

Hearing this, Leng Yincheng felt much more comfortable, and said softly: "I've tried my best to invite you over, and I've already said hello. As for whether Song Shengang is willing to take you with me later, it depends on your own ability."

Joan Ann opened her eyes and nodded excitedly: "I will definitely find a way to get him to agree."

As she said that, she put her arms around Leng Yincheng's neck, and kissed that sharp and handsome face deeply.

She couldn't describe how happy she was.

Leng Yincheng took Qiao An'an's joyful expression into his eyes.

He put his arm around Joan Ann's waist, pressed it into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her.

Qiao Anan closed her eyes, grabbed Leng Yincheng's collar domineeringly, and offered her own sweet kiss.

The two kissed for a long time, and then Qiao Anan gently pushed Leng Yincheng away: "It's time for me to go back to the company."

Leng Yincheng pointed to his side face: "Kiss again."