I'm crazy

Chapter 355 President
Lin Yuan got out of the car and walked into the dormitory, because it was a dormitory for senior graduates, there were not many people in it now, only one Ji Gu who hadn't found a job was applying cosmetics on his face.

"Quan Meng, you are back." Ji Gu kept staring at the mirror, until the door of the dormitory opened before he glanced at the door.

Lin Yuan nodded, the relationship between Quan Meng and Ji Gu is not very good, and they only maintain a superficial friendship.

Lin Yuan took out a painting that Quan Meng had put away from the cabinet. It took her a whole year to paint it. It can be regarded as Quan Meng's painstaking effort, so she must take it out and take it away.

Ji Gu's movement of applying makeup became a bit slower, she watched Quan Meng from the mirror, and after a while she pretended not to care and said, "Quan Meng, where did you go without going back to the dormitory last night?"

Lin Yuan's hands kept moving, and the corners of her lips curled up when she heard that, her relationship with Ji Gu was not good enough for her to ask this question, she said flatly: "A 'friend' asked me for something."

Isn't it a friend, a friend who is looking for death.

Ji Gu obviously didn't believe it, his movements stopped, his eyes flickered, and then he said casually: "Who is this friend? I saw that car, and you are really rich. By the way, Quan Meng, you are so rich." Friend, why haven't I heard from you?"

Lin Yuan packed up all the things Quan Meng planned to take away, and when he walked to the door, he looked at Ji Gu and said lazily, "Why should I tell you?"

Ji Gu gritted her teeth bitterly, Lin Yuan's figure had disappeared, and she threw the mirror on the table angrily.

She just couldn't get angry, why, why can Quan Meng get such a handsome and rich man, but she has to go back and forth among old men and still not get anything?
If Yuan Soul knew what Ji Gu was saying, he would probably say to her impatiently: "If you want it, I will give it to you!"

After Linyuan left the dormitory, she walked towards the administration building. After finishing all the things, she officially graduated, so she had to think about what to do in this life.

Original Soul Quanmeng intends to be a painter, but she doesn't have much interest in painting yet.

On Linyuan's side, he was thinking about what he would do in this life, but on the other side, Helian Longao obviously did not let go of Quan Meng, his substitute for Bai Yueguang, so easily.

Helian Longao was sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and shaking it non-stop. The scarlet wine spilled out with some "unruly" movements of Helian Longao, but Helian Longao Lian Long Aohao didn't care.

It's just some wine, Helian Longao can't afford to waste it.

Helian Longao flipped through the company's report in a very bad mood, and impatiently said to the assistant standing aside: "Don't bother me with these trivial things next time, such a small matter can't be handled, so many people in the company Is it plain rice? Could it be that my Longao Group has raised so many wastes?"

The assistant who was scolded at the head: "..."

no? ...is this a trivial matter?Acquiring a mid-sized company is no small feat, is it?

Isn't it necessary for him, the helm of the company, to take the direction of the action?

In fact, the assistant also felt very fascinated. He has been with this President Helian Longao for not five years but three years. There are 360 ​​days in a year, and he is almost 360 days away from the company. In the remaining five days, three days It is used to scold people from various departments of the company, and the remaining two days are used to attend some exposure activities.

And how did such a person start such a large company and develop it to the present level?
The assistant has been with Helian Longao for several years, and this kind of thought will come up almost from time to time. If he continues to look at it like this, he will doubt whether he can start a company by himself, or is it so easy to start a company now? up?
Fortunately, he is still sane and knows that this should be an example. After all, from the facts he has seen so much, most CEOs still work very hard, and it is not so easy to start a company. Heart.

The assistant who was scolded as trash quickly packed up the planning book and stood aside to apologize: "I'm sorry, President, I won't do it in the future."

Anyway, the company doesn't belong to him, if he is self-willed, he will be self-willed. The assistant has watched for so many years, and this President Helian Longao has been self-willed more times, and it may be more serious than this time, such as inexplicably beating him during negotiations. Representatives of another company, such as releasing the pigeons of other companies, and all kinds of unspeakable deeds, but the company is still alive today, the assistant thought, maybe they have unique means?

Only then did Helian Longao feel a little satisfied, "The people in the company can handle it as they see fit, but for such a simple acquisition plan, you can finish it for me within one month."

Assistant: "...Yes."

He wouldn't tell the president who doesn't care about the company's affairs how difficult it is to buy a well-run company without financial crisis in a month, and the president wouldn't listen.

He didn't want to be like the last assistant in exchange for a sentence from the other party, "This has nothing to do with me. How to do it is your business. I just want to know the result? If I can't do it, I will leave."

Although Helian Longao has a bad temper, no, although Helian Longao has a lot of bad temper, many times he wanted to put the report on his head, so that he would wake up and stop being like the one in Mary Su's novel Pretentious, but the real life lashed him mercilessly and made him succumb to the high salary, although he didn't know how long he could bear it.

After the assistant left, Helian Longao asked his capable subordinate to come in. The assistant handled the company's affairs on the surface, and this subordinate handled many secret things for him.

"What is that woman doing now?"

The experience that night was very bad. Originally, Helian Longao was going to enjoy it, but he was frightened by Quan Meng's eyes. At that time, only his identity as the president for many years made him say that sentence, but the rest But the action couldn't go any further.

According to Helian Longao's temperament, he might have to deal with the person who made him unhappy on the spot, but he spared that woman because of how similar she was to his An An.

After one night, Helian Longao had already forgotten the look in his eyes that almost frightened him soft, and the thought of that woman's face warmed his heart a little.

If he can't get his An'an, can't he get a substitute?

Subordinate: "I slept in the hotel and went back to the dormitory the next day. Then I took some things from the dormitory and left the school. I am looking for a house now."

Helian Longao nodded, "I knew that women are such vulgar and superficial creatures, why are you pretending to be noble? They are all sluts who have their legs stretched out for money. They must know my identity and don't want to come Please, just sleep in the hotel like this, hum."

In the heart of a "dominant president" like Helian Longao, a woman is just a thing, a dodder flower that depends on a man to survive. She can scold and throw away as much as she wants. Anyway, cowardly and incompetent things can't be made. any threat.

To put it bluntly, she was just a chauvinistic pig who thought that she lived thousands of years ago, that she was the emperor who controlled her life and death, and that what looked like gold and jade was filled with extremely filthy filth.

Such people will never realize that they are wrong, they will only feel that others do not know what to do.

The subordinate didn't speak, and Helian Longao sighed to himself about his infinite charm and women's superficiality before stopping in satisfaction.

"Keep an eye on that woman for me. I want to know all the news about her. I'll tell you when I get interested."

Helian Longao took a sip of the little red wine that he drank, and said enjoying it.

His An An is still abroad and has not come back. How can An An, who loves him so much, have the heart to force her?

He was just playing with those superficial women to vent his desires. The person he loves the most is his An An, and he believes that his An An will understand him.

She will eventually find that nowhere is as good as his side, and he is the one who loves her the most.

Of course, Lin Yuan knew that she was being targeted. Although she hardly used her divine power in the plane because of the laws of the plane, which meant that she was actually very weak now, but after all, the human body contained a god, even if she couldn't After using divine power, some things still exist.

So very easily, Lin Yuan sensed the sight around her, quite a lot, and almost all the time.

However, there was no hostility in the gaze, Lin Yuan knew that it was because the people staring at her were just completing the task assigned by the employer, and the employer did not let them hurt her for the time being, so these gazes were naturally not malicious.

Accepting so many gazes, Lin Yuan was not at all uncomfortable.

She thought about it for the past few days, and finally decided to paint. Speaking of which, she has never been a painter before, which is another novel experience.

But Lin Yuan doesn't plan to stay in country A any longer, he wants to go outside for a walk, the painter needs to collect scenery to get more inspiration, no.

And she doesn't have to tell anyone about her decision.

At Quan's house, Fang Li was running around in a hurry holding her mobile phone. She had already told Mr. Wang, but Quan Meng, the little bitch, still had no news. I can't do anything even if I want to move my hands and feet.

"Ling..."

Fang Li looked at the note on the phone screen and his heart trembled, but he still quickly picked up the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't wait for her to speak, and started to say in a rough voice: "Fang Li, you bastard, didn't you say it won't take much time? Why haven't I heard anything from you yet? Let me tell you , I have already sent your son to the attached middle school, and I don’t know how much money and relationship I have spent, if you still don’t do my business for me, see if I won’t abolish you and your son!”

Fang Li trembled in fright, bent down almost subconsciously, and flattered him with a flattering expression: "President Wang, please don't worry, who are you, I dare not lie to you, right. Quanmeng will be home tomorrow, don't worry , when the time comes, I will personally send Quan Meng to your bed."

Boss Wang bared his yellow teeth and smiled in satisfaction, spit out all the words in his mouth on the phone, "That's right."

He praised it, and said casually: "As long as I am satisfied, it's easy to talk, isn't it, since you have already made a plan, then I will wait for you to send my people to me."

Fang Li responded with no, no, no, and was very obedient.

Now her prosperity and her son's future are in the hands of Mr. Wang, she dare not offend him.

As for Quan Meng, a little slut who doesn't know good and bad, since she doesn't listen to good words, why should she be polite to her? This is what she asked for.

After Lin Yuan woke up, she planned to go out for a walk. Since she had already planned to be a painter, she took a drawing board and other drawing tools when she went out.

After going out to eat, she looked at the night view of City B and didn't have any idea of ​​painting. She still prefers the beauty of nature, and is not interested in these artificial carvings, especially those with heavy traces.

But since she came here, she found a park at random. The greenery brushed away the hustle and bustle of the city and made her feel better, so she thought about drawing something casually.

It is obviously not easy for Linyuan to make good painting tools. There are so many painting tools for oil painting, but she can cheat. Her divine power should be used as little as possible due to the law, but the Kunlun mirror is fine.

There's obviously nothing wrong with such an innocuous little thing.

Originally, Lin Yuan planned to draw something casually and leave, but this thought stopped when she saw a person.

Her good eyesight allowed her to see the face of the man not far away.

Undoubtedly, a beauty.

She is a beauty who can cause a sensation when she goes out.

Fortunately, it is night now, and there are only some old people and children in the park.

The person Lin Yuan praised as a beauty was a foreigner, with warm and dazzling hair like the sun tied up with a blue ribbon casually, and bright amethyst-colored eyes that shone even at night.

He is definitely taller than 1.9 meters tall, but he doesn't look burly at all. On the contrary, he is tall and straight, and he has been well-educated. Even wearing a light gray windbreaker, you can see the man's straight and slender legs. leg.

The man was standing under a light, and the dim light reflected on his body, not only was it not blurry, but it seemed to have cast a layer of hazy and charming colors, mysterious and beautiful.

Demon God Linyuan loves beauties, and this person, this scene, and this atmosphere rarely make her interested in painting.

After observing for a while, Wei Wei began to write.

Every painter has his own way of painting. Some people like to carefully outline the proportions of the frame structure, while others like to write freely. It cannot be said which is better. This is just a habit created by each painter's personality or various factors.

And Linyuan is the latter.

The assistant standing beside the man not far away glanced at Lin Yuan who was painting, and said to the man, "Boss, do you want me to deal with it?"

Don's violet eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at Lin Yuan who was seriously painting and said with a smile: "Kayli, don't be so serious, it's not a gentleman's virtue to disturb an artist's creation."

Claire Carey nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, boss."

Don continued to look at it for a while before continuing to talk to Claire Carey.

Until Lin Yuan finished painting and walked to his side.

　I'm going to cry to death, I don't have full attendance this month! ⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙

　　
　
(End of this chapter)