The queen's wife is too sultry

"Jane, do you think you will meet William later?"

Ye Zhen didn't answer, and just after Elena finished asking, the elevator door opened.

Jiang Sheng curiously followed behind the two: "Who is William?"

Elena pursed her lips, looking in a good mood, "William is the CEO of Zhongchen, Mr. Gu Zheng."

"He was my senior when Jane and I were in college. Speaking of which, his relationship with Jane is not—"

"Eileen!" Ye Zhen stopped and interrupted her coldly.

Elena looked back and saw that Ye Zhen's usually calm eyes were staring at her angrily at this moment, her tightly pursed lips were not smiling at all, so she shrugged and blinked apologetically: "Sorry, I forgot Still filming."

Ye Zhen took a deep breath, and she looked directly into Elena's blue eyes, with a cold smile on her eyes, without any apology at all.

She clenched her fists, telling herself not to get angry.

"Let's go."

A group of people passed through the hanging garden and arrived at another building. Just as they were about to arrive at the appointed place, Elena's cell phone rang.

She looked down and said helplessly, "Sorry, my uncle has something to do at the moment, he said that first let the marketing director come over for the interview instead of him."

"The first office on the left at the front is the reception room. You go first. The high-level executive will come over later. I'll go find my uncle first."

Elena asked the two of them if they had any comments. Jiang Sheng thought about it, but he didn't think there was anything wrong: "Then you go to him first. Teacher Ye and I will go to the reception room."

After the three discussed it, they split into two groups, one of the two photographers followed Elena, and Xiao Huang followed the other two.

Jiang Sheng and Ye Zhen came to the reception room. As soon as Jiang Sheng sat on the sofa, she squinted her eyes comfortably and sighed: "This sofa is too soft."

Ye Zhen looked around, the room was extremely spacious, with all the facilities, it was so luxurious that it was hard to imagine that it was just a reception room.

She was just about to sit down when Xiao Huang, who was filming, suddenly said embarrassedly: "Miss Ye, can I go to the bathroom if I want to?"

"of course."

Xiao Huang said thank you and put down the camera. Just as he opened the door, Jiang Sheng beside Ye Zhen also stood up: "I'll go too."

Seeing the two of them leave the reception room together, Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows, since they are not primary school students, why do they still go to the bathroom together?
The temperature in the reception room was warm and pleasant, and the sofa was soft and comfortable. Ye Zhen relaxed. She hadn't slept well all night and was struck by drowsiness. She fell asleep with her hands resting on her forehead within a few moments.

Until she opened her eyes because of a warm itch on her cheek: a tall middle-aged white man in a suit and leather shoes was looking at her with a smile.

Ye Zhen woke up suddenly, broke out in a cold sweat, stood up reflexively, waved his hand away, and shouted in English: "Who are you!"

"Oh, relax, relax." The man raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but his eyes looked up and down at Ye Zhen maliciously.

"You are beautiful, how did you get here?"

Ye Zhen frowned, exuding an aura of not getting close to strangers all over her body, her face sank like water, and she asked coldly, "Who are you? Where is Zhongchen's marketing director?"

The man's half-bald head reflected the light, and his fat nose was a little oily, with a greasy smile on his face: "I'm the marketing director, I don't know what you can do with me?"

His eyes flickered, and Ye Zhen's heart clicked, knowing that he was lying.

She unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes with her hands, avoiding the man's obscene and straightforward gaze, her eyes were as cold as ice: "Sorry, I found the wrong person, so don't bother me for now."

The man reacted very quickly, and his figure flickered, blocking Ye Zhen's departure.

Ye Zhen's alarm bell rang loudly, she took two steps back and distanced herself from him, the coldness between her brows became more intense: "What are you doing!"

"Don't worry, Oriental girl, your skin is very soft." The man narrowed his eyes, as if recalling the soft and delicate texture when his fingers touched Ye Zhen's cheek just now.

"Can you tell me your name?"

Remembering that his cheek was touched by him just now, Ye Zhen's stomach was overwhelmed. She resisted the discomfort in her body and said expressionlessly: "Please get out of the way."

She paused, and looked at the man with frost in her eyes: "Otherwise, your boss William will not let you go."

When "William" was mentioned, the man's eyes flickered with apprehension. He frowned, squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Zhen, as if confirming the truth of her words, half-believing, "Do you know our boss, Gu Zheng?"

"of course."

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Ye Zhen's back, her whole body was tense, and she was always paying attention to the man's movements, not daring to relax at all.

The man looked at her strangely, his slender eyes were full of doubts: "What's the relationship between you and Mr. Gu?"

"I..." Ye Zhen's brain was spinning rapidly, "I am his friend."

Damn!

It's been so long, why haven't Jiang Sheng and Xiao Huang come back!

"Friend?" The man squinted his eyes, doubtful.

Ye Zhen said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Taking advantage of the man's daze, Ye Zhen immediately staggered away from him and went straight to the door.

She pressed the doorknob, but the door didn't budge.

Ye Zhen's pupils shrank, and the door was locked!

The man turned around, smiled, his eyes were dark, and he slowly approached Ye Zhen: "Didn't you say there is an interview? I am the marketing director. When shall we start?"

Ye Zhen's face turned pale, cold sweat dripped from the corner of her forehead, she glanced at the things on the coffee table from the corner of her eye, and said calmly, "Another day, I'm in a hurry and can't conduct an interview."

The man seemed to have never heard of it, and continued to approach: "Miss Ye, you are the most beautiful oriental woman I have ever seen, can you come closer and let me see you."

Ye Zhen clenched the doorknob tightly, her eyes were cold and deep: "Gu Zheng has something to look for me, can you take responsibility for delaying time?"

As soon as the words fell, the man laughed even more presumptuously. He took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, admired Ye Zhen's appearance, and said with a smile: "Miss, your lie is too clumsy. Mr. Gu is in a meeting, why not?" Is there something for you?"

"People like Mr. Gu don't have the chance to get to know everyone. I think you should interview me obediently."

He got closer and closer, Ye Zhen could almost see the sarcoma on his nose, the shadow followed, like a ferocious devil pounced on her.

Ye Zhen's eyes froze, she turned sideways and dodged immediately, picked up the vase on the coffee table with lightning speed, smashed it and aimed at the man, her face was scary, and she shouted angrily: "Open the door!"

The man was surprised for a moment, and then returned to normal, as if he didn't take her threats seriously at all, and said with a hypocritical smile: "You're so bad, you were much cuter when you fell asleep just now than you are now."