Just been repented by the super diva and blocked the door with her baby

"He came, what does it have to do with your makeup, haven't you ever put on makeup?"

Guan Xue wondered.

"It's been done, but it's just light makeup, not good-looking enough. Look, they are all touching up their makeup, and they all want to make a good impression on Ye Dong!" Xiaohong said.

"Why make a good impression, I think you want to hook him up!"

Guan Xue rolled her eyes, moved her plump buttocks, and sat down on the table.

A pair of beautiful legs with silky meat are tilted up.

"Oh! I mean, don't you think, Sister Guan? Director Ye is so rich and handsome!"

Xiaohong laughed.

"I don't want to!"

Guan Xue sneered, disdainfully speaking.

"Sister Guan, even if you don't want to hook up, you still have to please him. Dong Ye is pleasing to the eye. Maybe you can get him up with a single word." Xiaohong said, holding an eyebrow pencil, and rubbing it on her own eyebrows. It was repaired.

"To please? Do I, Guan Xue, need to please others? My sister is in the workplace, relying on strength, not flattery, flattery!"

Guan Xue folded her hands on her chest and tossed her hair in disdain.

"I've never flattered anyone before, and I'm not going to do it for Director Ye today. Those people who want to compete for the vice president and want to be promoted, let them do it and flatter them."

"Sister, you are awesome!"

Xiao Hong listened in awe, and stretched out her hand to give a thumbs up.

"Of course, you have to learn from me, not from those ordinary people."

Guan Xue smiled triumphantly, picked up the cup, got up and left.

After making coffee, she went back to the office.

"You people are too vulgar!"

"Like me, you won't fawn on him!"

She held the phone, looked at the message, and typed it.

She felt that compared with these people, her image immediately became more glorious.

She, Guan Xue, is the real strong woman. She has never flattered others, nor relied on men. She has achieved her current position only by her real skills.

"Director Ye is here!"

"It's that Koenigsegg again! Just stop at the door!"

"Director Ye is here!"

"Director Ye went directly to President Qi's office..."

After a while, someone in the group broadcast Ye Dong's news live.

"Who will he choose?"

At this moment, Guan Xue was also a little curious.

She leaned back, raised a pair of silky legs, put them on the table, and waited.

Chapter 92

CEO's office.

Ye Mo frowned slightly as he looked at the documents in front of him.

These people are all candidates for vice president.

Looking at the resumes, it seems that they are all about the same, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

"Do you have any opinion?"

He raised his head and looked at Qi Yaohui who was beside him.

"This..." Qi Yaohui suddenly showed embarrassment.

He didn't know what kind of temperament Ye Dong was. If he really said it, and Ye Dong felt that he was forming a clique underneath and had a bad impression of him, it would not be worthwhile.

At this time, it is the best way to be impartial and let Ye Dong decide.

"Ye Dong, this is still up to you to decide."

Qi Yaohui said respectfully.

Ye Mo had no choice but to lower his head and read the materials again.

"There are no other candidates?"

"Others, the qualifications are not enough."

Ye Mo put down the materials, put his fingers on the table, and tapped lightly.

"Ye Dong, if you really can't choose, you don't have to choose here, you can choose whatever you want." After waiting for a long time, seeing Ye Mo not making a decision, Qi Yaohui said quickly.

"Anything is fine?"

Ye Mo was taken aback.

"Of course, the company is all yours, so whoever it is, isn't that just a word!" Qi Yaohui laughed.

"Okay! Let me think about it!"

Ye Mo pondered again.

Suddenly, he thought of something and laughed: "I have someone to choose."

"Oh? Who?"

Qi Yaohui's expression changed.

TV drama department, in the office.

Guan Xue is still waiting.

She was lying on the chair, with her beautiful legs raised, looking at the ceiling for a while, and the phone for a while, waiting for the news.