The billionaire dad is the president

An Xiaoxiao coughed dryly, and said in a somewhat educational tone: "Comrade Xiao Chen, have you ever heard that a companion is like a tiger? I am in dire straits and urgently need a prince charming to rescue me."

Seeing Xiao Chen's expression of approval with satisfaction, An Xiaoxiao smiled gratifiedly, a child can be taught.

In fact, she was just joking, but she didn't expect a warm and familiar voice to sound from behind.

"I don't know if Miss An thinks I fit the image of Prince Charming in your heart?"

An Xiaoxiao looked back strangely, and found that it was Yeyan.

Today he is wearing a white suit, and his slender body makes him even more evil, like a prince charming.

Unmoved by the beautiful man, An Xiaoxiao said lightly, "Why are you here?"

She hadn't forgotten that this person was the one who was in collusion with Mu Cheng, and he was gentle on the surface, but in fact he might have a lot of gossip!

Ye Yan still doesn't know that he has been defined as such a person by An Xiaoxiao at this moment.

He still had a gentle smile on his face: "I'm passing by."

An Xiaoxiao: "..."

Xiao Chen on the side had already become a nympho, An Xiaoxiao stroked her eyebrows, this woman was as good as Du Xiaoyou.

An Xiaoxiao turned her head and said to Xiao Chen: "I'm almost familiar with the company, I'm going to the president's office first."

At this moment, Xiao Chen just stared at Ye Yan, and he couldn't hear anything in An Xiao's novel, so he just nodded indiscriminately.

An Xiaoxiao shook her head secretly, and nodded to Yeyan: "Farewell."

Ye Yan looked at that petite and resolute figure, and couldn't help laughing. Even a stone like Mucheng who has never been melted for a thousand years knows to find a woman to be his secretary. It seems that this time there will be a good show.

An Xiao tipped the boss to find the location of Mucheng's office.

He knocked lightly on the door and said carefully, "President?"

"Come in." It was still a cold and emotionless voice, An Xiaoxiao was used to it, and only tiptoed in after getting the answer.

What caught the eye was the tall white again.

An Xiaoxiao was speechless, how much this Mucheng likes white, and even the office is decorated like this.

"President, what should I do?" Unable to bear the silence, An Xiaoxiao spoke first.

Mu Cheng didn't move his eyebrows, still lowered his head to process the documents in his hand, while An Xiaoxiao just looked at him like that.

It is said that men are the most charming when they work hard, and this sentence is indeed true.

An Xiaoxiao was absent-minded for a moment, feeling that Mucheng was as dazzling as the morning sun, but in the next second she was deeply disgusted by her own thoughts.

How can I be tempted by beauty!

It was already a quarter of an hour after Mu Cheng finally finished processing the documents on hand.

"You send this document to the finance department, and then you go to Vincent, and he will tell you what to do and what not to do."

An indifferent voice came from the direction of the desk.

An Xiaoxiao took the document, and quickly evacuated from the dangerous area if she was granted an amnesty.

Seeing a certain woman running out in a hurry, Mu Cheng's eyes twitched slightly.

"Button." There was another knock on the door.

Mu Cheng stared at the document in his hand, and responded lightly.

"President, here is a document, you... Read it." The person who came was Zhang Tian, ​​the director in charge of the handover department of Huafeng Entertainment Company.

Mu Cheng frowned lightly, took the file, and stared coldly at the passionate photos that could be called AV.

"Mr. Mu, what do you think... how to deal with Huafeng Entertainment's pornographic incident?" Zhang Tian said in the end, his voice getting softer and weaker, fearing that the frosty-faced man in front of him would suddenly get angry.

In the eyes of their subordinates, when they think of Mu Cheng, the words that come out immediately are ruthless, cold-blooded, stern, and vigorous!

The atmosphere in the office is like an exercise, so heavy and quiet that even the sound of each other's breathing can be heard.

Mu Cheng's eyes were half-closed, and the middle finger of his left hand kept tapping on the marble table, and the clear knocking sound spread throughout the office.

The sweat on Zhang Tian's head was about to come out.