Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

You are just a vase, and anyone can become a second or third line.

Such an excellent mind is really a waste of going to the entertainment industry.

A group of reporters entered and registered at the front desk. The lady at the front desk smiled and said, "Miss Bai is working with the president, and some of you can go straight up."

The reporters fell into confusion: "???"

what's the situation?

Haicheng's number one power, does the Duan family leader Duan always have such a nice sight?

Let them go directly to the president?

The reporters were confused and went up in the elevator. The office area of ​​Duan Feihan's secretary group outside the president's office was not blocked.

The interview camera suddenly changed, and everyone looked silly on the spot.

A pretty little girl was sitting on the desk leaning, Yu's hand tightly pulled the man's black tie, Ruyu's face seemed to have a slight anger, and the man on the high-end office chair had a handsome smile and a petting look.

A reporter subconsciously said: "It looks good, take a quick shot!" It was like a painting.

Shoot your uncle!

Bai Chuwei waved her hand, and the blinds on the glass door fell instantly.

A group of reporters took a picture of loneliness.

Bai Chuwei tightened Duan Feihan's tie, approaching him in a low voice, "Hanhan, do you want to pit me?"

She was still sitting on his lap just now, and she had noticed it the moment the reporter came up in the elevator, and urgently moved from his lap to the desk.

Duan Feihan: "I don't have one."

Bai Chuwei was a little angry, staring at Duan Feihan Gujing Wubo's face, and suddenly stretched out a hand to pinch his face.

The warm finger pads crossed the skin on his face, and the fingertips quivered unconsciously.

"Is it fun?"

Bai Chuwei retracted her hand and didn't want to talk to him.

Duan Feihan stood up from the revolving chair and whispered in her ear: "I will play with you later."

Duan Feihan adjusted his tie and stepped forward to open the door. The reporters were outside.

"come in."

Bai Chuwei was a little speechless, these reporters were all looking at them with a melon-eating expression.

Duan Feihan explained: "Friends."

"Oh-understand." The reporters looked at them with a clear look, and said in a long tone.

Which friend can sit on Mr. Duan’s desk and pull someone’s tie?

Not only is the brain easy to use, but even the face looks pretty! With this face, there is no problem making a direct debut.

Duan Feihan asked his secretary to pour water on them.

Bai Chuwei accepted an interview with this group of reporters.

"Student Bai got such a good result, which college do you intend to apply for? What major?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Chuwei directly replied: "Emperor Capital University. As for the major? You can choose one at will."

Having lived for five thousand years, there is nothing in this world that she doesn't know. Literary calligraphy and foreign language finance don't matter, or drive a tank or fly a plane? She has learned to drive a submarine.

So professional? Choose any one, she will do it anyway.

A group of people at the scene heard a heart attack. They were hunting for majors. They had seen the number one student in the college entrance examination pretending to be forced, but had never seen such pretending...

Caught unpopular majors, do you have the ability to enter with a smile? !

The reporters took the news and left with a grumpy expression.

Duan Feihan sat at the desk, staring at her with pitch-black eyes, "You want to report to the Imperial Capital University?"

"Right." Bai Chuwei nodded.

In the original book, the original owner was admitted to Imperial Capital University.

Duan Feihan lowered his eyes slightly, his voice flat: "Haicheng is five or six hours' drive from the Imperial Capital."

"But what if I miss you?"