Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

As soon as the elevator door opened, she bumped into Sun Kai, who was walking over with documents in his arms.

"Sister Sang, you are here." Sun Kai greeted enthusiastically.

Sang Qingjiu nodded slightly, "What about Jian Wei?"

"Mr. Ding is in a meeting, and the meeting will end in half an hour at most. Why don't you go to the office and wait for a while?"

"Ah."

Sun Kai immediately changed direction and led Sang Qingjiu into the president's office.

He personally brewed a pot of tea and delivered it, and then ran back to the conference room after sending the documents to the next floor.

"Mr. Ding, Sister Sang is here."

Sun Kai whispered in Ding Jianwei's ear.

Hearing this, Ding Jian's eyes changed slightly, and he tapped the document twice with his pen, "A brief report."

This is not the first time.

The senior executives of the Ding Group were very aware of the process. They immediately listed the key points in their reporting documents and told them to Ding Jianwei.

Seeing that there was no problem, Ding Jianwei quickly ended the meeting.

Even so, it took about ten minutes.

When he arrived at the office, he saw Sang Qingjiu reading "Up and Down Five Thousand Years" on a bookshelf.

"Quite fast."

The corners of Sang Qingjiu's lips raised slightly, "A female secretary named Mo Wensi came here just now to ask you something."

That tone was somewhat sinister.

Ding Jianwei walked in and closed the door without changing his expression, "What do you want from me?"

"Since I was the only one here, she didn't say anything. You can ask yourself."

"Row."

The crisp reply made Sang Qing raise his eyebrows high.

"It seems that this secretary deserves your trust."

"She was sent out by me to handle some business before. She just came back today. She has never met you, so naturally she won't tell you the company's secrets."

Ding Jianwei continued to explain: "All the female secretaries in our company are workaholics. Besides, Mo Wensi likes girls and has stable lovers."

Yo ~

"Do you know her so well? Have you had any ideas about her?" Sang Qingjiu asked.

Naobu is a disease, why not treat it?

Ding Jianwei thought about it, and then explained: "No. I saw it before at the New Year's Eve banquet. Besides, aren't you good at counting? Why, didn't you see this?"

"you guess."

Sang Qingjiu put the book back on the shelf with a smile and raised his finger to point to his collarbone.

Ding Jianwei was a little confused, "What?"

"Is this how you hold meetings with them?"

Sang Qingjiu walked over, gently tugged on the collar of his shirt, and slid his fingertips across his collarbone, "The bite marks here haven't gone away yet. The senior management of your company probably knows what the two of us did last night."

Ok?

Ding Jianwei's pupils shrank slightly, he left Sang Qingjiu and went to take a look in the bathroom mirror.

It really is!

And there's more than one tooth mark.

No wonder Sun Kai always seemed hesitant to speak when he saw him in the morning.

"It's not a big deal. At least everyone in the company knows now that you have a master, right?"

Sang Qingjiu followed him slowly and laughed.

Ding Jianwei didn't want to speak.

His image! ! !

"Baby, this is not fresh anymore. Can I get you a fresh one?"

Sang Qingjiu hugged his waist from behind and gently rubbed his teeth on his neck.

The next second, Ding Jian turned slightly, grabbed her hand, pushed her against the wall, stared at her with deep eyes, and kissed her red lips without saying a word.

No lipstick.

The taste of those lips was indescribably sweet.

When Ding Jian relaxed slightly, Sang Qingjiu's lips were visibly damaged, and her neat skirt was also a little messy.

She stood with one foot against the wall, a few strands of hair hanging down on her face, and she smiled evilly.

"Baby, you are so enthusiastic."

Ding Jianwei's eyes were locked on her lips, "You beautiful lady who came to your door, if I don't move, you should scold me for not being a man."

"Too."

Sang Qingjiu tidied up his appearance slowly and glanced at Ding Jianwei sideways.

"You look like a vixen who has sucked up the yang energy."

Ding Jianwei gave an accurate evaluation.

This made Sang Qingjiu laugh delicately, "I am a vixen, what are you?"

"I'm a poor guy who got his yang energy sucked out of him."

"King Zhou of Shang Dynasty doesn't feel sorry for himself. You have to die under peonies, and you can be a ghost even if you die."

"I'm not that kind of person."

For Ding Jianwei in the past, women were just budding roses in the garden that could be picked easily.

But he had no interest in roses.

But now, the rose beside me is particularly touching.

Not long after, Ding Jianwei went out to deal with his thick pile of documents.

Sang Qingjiu walked out slowly and sat on the sofa with his head propped up on his hands and looked at him.

This face is really beautiful.

It’s so beautiful that I want to ruin it~

The clock on the wall slowly went from ten o'clock to twelve o'clock. Ding Jianwei took Sang Qingjiu downstairs to eat in the company's internal cafeteria.

The canteen treatment of Ding Group is pretty good.

Steamed fish, braised pork, stir-fried pork intestines, boiled cabbage sum, mung bean and kelp soup...

There's even steak.

There are also small cakes, frozen drinks, fried chicken burgers...

A dazzling array of items, everything you need.

With this kind of salary, if you don't work hard and use your brain, you will definitely gain more than five pounds in half a month.

Ding Group does not advocate 996 and 007. Overtime pay is a penny, and transportation subsidies are provided. When you join the company, you get five insurances and two housing funds, two weekends off, and double your annual leave...

It is no wonder that later in the plot, the Ding Group encountered a crisis and faced many difficulties, so only a handful of people resigned.

Even after bankruptcy, many people are willing to continue working with Ding Jianwei.

It's a pity that he died.

Ding Jianwei, who was preparing to make a comeback, died in a plane accident.

Sang Qingjiu's eyes gradually filled with pity when he saw Ding Jianwei.

That subtle look made Ding Jianwei a little uncomfortable.

But he didn't bother to say anything, lest that little devil Sang Qingjiu would always want to seduce him into bed as soon as he opened his mouth.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ding Jianwei took Sang Qingjiu into the office in the high-rise building of the police station.

After knocking on the door, a secretary wearing glasses opened the door with a smile and greeted Ding Jianwei, "Mr. Ding, long time no see. Is this your wife?"

"Secretary Li, long time no see."

Ding Jianwei responded politely, "So, my girlfriend is not married yet. Is Director Liao busy?"

"No matter how busy you are, you still have time to see Mr. Ding. Bureau Liao has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in."

Secretary Li didn't ask why he brought a woman to Bureau Liao.

That wasn't his place to ask.

After bringing the people in, Secretary Li added more tea.

Seeing Ding Jian looking at him slightly, he sensiblely found an excuse to leave.

As soon as the door to the room was closed, the head of the provincial police station smiled gently, "Jian Wei, are you bringing your girlfriend to see me?"

"Uncle Liao, that's right, but there is another thing I want to tell you."

Director Liao and Father Ding have a close relationship.

The two were college classmates. At that time, Director Liao was just a poor white man. Father Ding's family was rich and he provided a lot of help.

Later, Ding's father inherited the family business, and Liao Bureau took the public examination.