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Only then did Ning Xiang realize that his relationship with the boss had been exposed to the public for a long time.

It's not right, it should be said that when there was only a small flame, these guys' mouths had already turned into a prairie fire, or a bonfire party where several pots of dog blood were spilled.

Ning Xiang wanted to be angry, but couldn't help laughing.

If he had had the understanding of these melon-eating people back then, maybe he could have slept with the boss earlier?

But it doesn't matter if he is talked about, but the boss has also become the talking point of these guys, so he is not happy.

Ning Xiang's eyeballs rolled, and suddenly locked onto Chen Xiwei who was smiling the most.

"A few days ago, the boss was still saying that the company is considering the issue of going public recently, whether it wants to give some equity dividends to the old employees." He said.

Chen Xiwei stopped laughing for a while.

"I thought what the boss said made sense, but looking at your happy faces, talking about money is rather vulgar, right?" The little fox smiled slyly.

"No, no, please make me completely vulgar!" Chen Xiwei slipped to his knees instantly.

After repeated beatings, he easily told this group of gossip-loving guys not to dare to talk nonsense anymore.

Then, Ning Xiang was like a little rooster after the victory of the war, and returned to Jiang Chenghui's side with great vigor.

But with the half-smile eyes of Shangjiang City Emblem, the once high-spirited little rooster faltered again.

He smiled lazily, and then very obediently walked up to Jiang Chenghui, and called out to him sweetly.

The expression on Jiang Chenghui's face remained unchanged, and he only said, "Be serious, didn't you say that you don't want others to find out about our relationship?"

"No way!" Ning Xiang's eyes widened and became rounder, "I wish I could tell the world that you are mine!"

He was standing in front of Jiang Chenghui's workstation like a little pug. If he didn't have a tail, he would have been wagging around.

Jiang Chenghui wanted to laugh seeing him like this, but he still held back and said coldly, "Be careful, don't knock down the fence again."

"No," Ning Xiang still begged for nothing, "I have already changed the table with a particularly good quality last time, and that kind of thing will never happen again!"

Just as he was talking, he heard a click on the fence of the desk.

Ning Xiang was startled, and backed away like a rabbit, smiling foolishly.

The smile in Jiang Chenghui's eyes deepened, and finally couldn't help overflowing.

He waved to Ning Xiang.

The tender, baby-faced young man leaned over voluntarily.

"Are you still keeping a distance from me on purpose next time?" He asked.

Ning Xiang shook his head vigorously: "Absolutely not, I will only surround the boss closely!"

"Still worried that our relationship will be laughed at?"

"Of course not, it's such a good thing to fall in love with the boss, I wish the whole world could hear my laughter!" Still looking like a standard pug.

Jiang Chenghui was finally so teased by this kid that he pulled him over.

The high work station fence covered most of the two heads together, but anyone could guess what these two guys were doing behind the fence.

For a while, the open office, which was originally full of the indifference of single dogs, was filled with the sudden appearance of peach blossoms.

After abusing the dog, Ning Xiang regretted it.

This kind of behavior of showing affection under the eyes of everyone is honestly a bit owed no matter how you think about it.

Fortunately, he rarely comes here now.

Ning Xiang is actually a bit timid guy in essence, and he is also easily shy, a little troublesome, and he can't wait to hide himself immediately.

Contrary to him, Jiang Chenghui didn't care about this at all.

In other words, he never cared about other people's eyes.

"After all, it's a public place, and you are the boss. It's not good for us to set this precedent," Ning Xiang said to Jiang Chenghui in a soft voice, "Even if our relationship is announced this time, we still have to restrain ourselves in the future. lest……"

Before he finished speaking, he was pecked by Jiang Chenghui again: "Both of us are bosses."

... Forget it, it's better for him to come here less.

Ning Xiang covered his face and thought.

Ning Xiang felt that for the sake of the physical and mental health of himself and other people in the company, it would be better for them to be less harassed by gangsters.

Even though he was thinking this way, Ning Xiang couldn't help but put his hand into Jiang Chenghui's.

There was also a smile on his face.

Forget it, just once or twice, a little willfulness is no big deal.

The two abused a wave of single dogs in the company in a fancy way. Ning Xiang suddenly received a call from Ning's side and left in a hurry.

As soon as Ning Xiang left, Jiang Chenghui returned to his cold face that hadn't fluctuated for thousands of years. The peach-blossomed appearance just now seemed to be a hallucination.

For a while, the company returned to a quiet and tense atmosphere.

At this moment, the elevator door opened again, and after a while, four or five tall men in black came in one after another. They were all about the same height, wearing identical black suits, and wearing white gloves on their hands. One of them entered the door Afterwards, he asked loudly, "Which one is Jiang Chenghui?"

There was also a black suit in the back, who bowed slightly, and pushed the door open at an angle just right for entry.

Jiang Chenghui raised his face, frowned and looked over, and saw a woman dressed like a queen, Shi Shiran walked in.

Although he had never formally met this woman before, Jiang Chenghui recognized at a glance that this was the queen of the Zheng family, Zheng Di.

This is a very imposing woman. Although she is nearly fifty years old, because she is well maintained, her body and face are like a girl, but no one will mistake her age, because it is absolutely impossible for a girl to have such an aura .

She also looks very good, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, a graceful figure, and only light makeup, which is no worse than a popular star.

Surrounded by a group of people, she entered the company like a queen parading, causing everyone who knew her to be amazed.

Qian Lu happened to know this person, and she couldn't help but asked Chen Xiwei in a low voice: "Our company still cooperates with the queen of the Zheng family? No, didn't they almost fight not long ago?"

Chen Xiwei looked at Zheng Di, a hint of hatred flashed through the corners of her eyes, but her voice was still coquettish: "I don't know, maybe she came here for a demonstration?"

Zheng Dili ignored the whispering bystanders, she held her head high and walked in front of Jiang Chenghui.

She was not short in height, and she was almost as tall as Jiang Chenghui when she stepped on high heels, with a kind of careless arrogance and contempt in the slightly raised eyes: "Are you Jiang Xin's son?"

Jiang Chenghui's face was also like an iceberg: "Yes, she is my mother."

Zheng Di's eyes looked at him carefully, her lips were slightly bent, but her eyes were full of sarcasm: "It's a pity that you don't look the same at all. Your mother is much prettier than you. Your appearance probably followed that trash man."

Jiang Chenghui frowned.

He didn't mind Zheng Di's evaluation of his appearance, in fact, he didn't have the slightest feeling for the man who was only related by blood.

He just suddenly realized that he seemed to have miscalculated the influence of that man on Zheng Di.

Jiang Chenghui frowned even more: "Since he is a waste, why did you marry him?"

Zheng Di was taken aback. In her life of commanding wind and rain, she probably rarely met people who dared to refute her directly.

The smile on the queen's face stopped, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, a man in black immediately handed over a slender cigarette, and another bent down to light a cigarette for her.

Zheng Di put the cigarette near her mouth, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the spicy smoke.

"Children don't understand the things of adults." She smiled at Jiang Chenghui with the attitude of an elder, "I heard that your career is doing very well, so come and take a look. By the way, what you did to that trash requires me help?"

In the rising cigarette smoke, Zheng Di raised her slender eyebrows, full of provocation.

The trash she was talking about was her nominal husband, Jiang Chenghui's biological father.

Jiang Chenghui didn't speak, but lowered his eyebrows.

"Oh," Zheng Di laughed again, lightly flicked a cigarette, and the ash slowly fell on Jiang Chenghui's feet, "Do you think the Zheng family is so easy to deal with? You can only secretly teach that trash a lesson." That's all."

After saying this, she didn't care about Jiang Chenghui's reaction, Shi Shiran turned around, and left with her head held high just like when she came.

Only Jiang Chenghui was left standing there with a deep expression on his face.

If Zheng Di really didn't care at all, then she wouldn't have to condescend to come to demonstrate, but if she really cared, she couldn't hear what she said.

Is it because of her personality, or does she really not care at all?

Chen Xiwei had already walked to Jiang Chenghui's side at this time: "She must be in a hurry, otherwise she wouldn't have come here in person."

Jiang Chenghui frowned slightly: "It doesn't look like it."

"With this woman's personality, she won't give even a look of contempt. Since she came here, there must be something about you that made her nervous." Chen Xiwei said with certainty.

Jiang Chenghui didn't say anything, just nodded: "Well, no matter what, we will get the result soon."

He glanced at Chen Xiwei again. This tycoon in women's clothing probably wants to take the virtuous and virtuous route today. He is wearing a conservative light gray dress and even a pair of flat shoes of the same color. The conversation is over, why are you still wearing women's clothing?"

Chen Xiwei rolled his eyes at him without hesitation: "I am willing!"

"Speaking of which, just now I watched you and Zheng Di confront each other from a distance, and I suddenly felt that you look quite alike, you don't have any relationship, right?" Then the women's clothing boss immediately changed the subject.

"Does my blood father's current wife count?" Jiang Chenghui gave him a cold look, "But it sounds like she is very familiar with my mother..."

The way he talked about his mother just now didn't sound like a jealous wives.

I always feel that he seems to have missed something very important.

Jiang Chenghui decided to look up his mother's previous experience carefully, maybe there might be some clues.