Pillow with You in Black Pride

As soon as Xiao Mobai entered the company, he saw a group of female employees chattering around the door of his office. As a good boss, he naturally wouldn't put a stern face on this group of employees who were still joking around during working hours. Instead, he walked over as usual.

"The president is here!" Someone called out in a low voice, and a group of female staff immediately dispersed and stood upright, bowing to Xiao Mobai.

"Good morning, President!"

"Hello, President!"

"Hello, President!"

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"Well, good morning everyone." Xiao Mobai approached, only to see his secretary holding a large bouquet of red roses on his mobile phone, out of politeness he smiled and said 'these flowers are pretty', and then went into the office.Who knows, as soon as he said this, a group of female staff members laughed, and the always bold female secretary laughed even louder, and directly stuffed a large bouquet of roses into Xiao Mobai's hands: "President, As long as you like it~~~”

A group of women suddenly laughed together.

"What is this for?" Xiao Mobai looked at the roses that had been stuffed into his hand in surprise, and then looked at the female staff members who were trembling with laughter, suddenly confused.

The female secretary unfolded the card and handed it to Xiao Mobai. She adjusted the mirror frame and said with a smile, "This flower is not for me, but someone gave it to you, President~~~"

"That's right, the person who sent the flowers indicated that the flowers are for you, President."

"I don't know which bold beauty is going to show love to our president..."

"The president is so happy..."

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"Could it be a mistake?" Xiao Mobai was a little embarrassed by this group of female staff's teasing, and the first reaction in his mind was that the flowers were sent to the wrong person, otherwise, who would be fine? Send flowers to a big man?

Everyone shook their heads collectively: "We all heard it!"

"There's a card in it, President, don't you know it after reading it?" The female secretary pointed to the card inserted in the flower, with a smirk of 'you admit it, President'.

Although the flowers were received in a strange way, Xiao Mobai would not open the card in front of these gossip female employees, he maintained his usual gentle and calm expression and smiled, and walked into the office holding flowers under their eager eyes : "Those who want to stay and work overtime tonight, then continue to stand."

As soon as the president spoke, all the people surrounding the office door to spy on the military situation disappeared without a trace, and the female secretary hurriedly closed the door of the president's office with the frame of the mirror, and walked back to her desk quickly.

Xiao Mobai didn't care about who sent him the flowers, he put the flowers on the glass table in the rest area when he entered the office, took off his coat and went to deal with business, and later noticed the glass table again The morning was almost over when the bouquet of roses was served.

Sitting in front of the desk staring at the bouquet of flowers for several minutes, Xiao Mobai got up from the chair, walked into the sofa in the rest area and sat down, and took out the card from the flowers.

The hard white card has a delicate texture, and the black and white design inside is also exquisite and simple. The big black roses render the lace, and the name of the recipient is attached in the middle, which is as simple and elegant as the card design: For Xiao Mobai.

Xiao Mobai carefully searched the front and back of the card, but did not find any information about the sender, not even revealing his name.

Could it be Su Jialing?

After thinking about it, Xiao Mobai only thought of this person, and only this playboy dared to do such a shocking thing regardless of the eyes of others, and because of this possible guess, Xiao Mobai raised his hand and threw the flower into it. Trash can... Su Jialing had boldly pursued him before, but he never did such a thing as sending flowers, but now he did, and after seeing his own ugly appearance at the hotel entrance that night... ...

What does this represent?

Do you think of him as a random person?

Rubbing his temples with a headache, Xiao Mobai got up and walked to the desk, dialed the internal line: "In the future, if someone brings things over, throw them away."

[President?Are you all right? 】

"It's okay, order me a lunch and deliver it."

[Okay, President. 】

"Have the things been delivered?" Ji Ting came out of the elevator expressionlessly, followed by Song Wei and two of his subordinates, completely ignoring the hustle and bustle in the restaurant.

Song Wei followed Ji Ting closely, as soon as he heard his question, he quickly replied: "I have sent it, and I have also accepted it."

Ji Ting's footsteps stopped suddenly, if Song Wei hadn't reacted quickly enough to stop in time, he might have hit him directly.

"He took it in person?" Ji Ting turned his face slightly, looking at Song Wei out of the corner of his eye.

"President Xiao's secretary received it, and President Xiao was not at work when it was delivered."

Ji Ting just frowned, didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward. Song Wei who was behind was frightened a lot. He was relieved to see that his boss had to be sent to Xiao Mobai's hands. He raised his legs and hurried keep up.

"Young Master Ting, this way please." When entering the VIP dining area, a waiter came to show the way, and even though it was a VIP dining area, because it was Ji Ting's place, he was the only one who was eligible to enter here.

The waiter led him into a luxurious box, and when the door was opened, someone was already sitting inside, and when he saw Ji Ting coming in, he nodded as a greeting.

"This is what Master Qiao asked me to bring to you." The other party was a foreigner with blue eyes and a high nose bridge, and he spoke fluent English: "Please take a look at it, Mr. Ting."

Ji Ting sat down opposite him, glanced coldly at the several weapons in the box, and then raised his hand to signal his subordinates standing behind him to look at the goods, without letting the other party seize the slightest chance to spy on his mind.

"Master Qiao?" Ji Ting was talking to the other party in English while spreading the napkin on his lap to prepare for the meal.

The other party glanced at Ji Ting's expression, and replied, "Master Qiao is very good, let me say hello to you on his behalf before coming."

Ji Ting cut a piece of steak and put it into his mouth, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or disdain, in short, the other party couldn't grasp any reason to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, and couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Young Master Ting, the goods have been inspected, and there is no problem." The subordinate who had inspected the weapons bent down and whispered in Ji Ting's ear.

Ji Ting raised his eyebrows, and looked at the person sitting opposite while cutting the steak: "The food here is good, eat more."

The other party's face turned blue and then pale, and finally he could only cough dryly and pick up the knife and fork to eat.

"The goods are good, but I don't plan to buy them in large quantities at the moment." Suddenly, Ji Ting, who was eating steak, said this suddenly, which stunned the other party and the few people who brought him, and then became annoyed, staring at him. Staring at Ji Ting intently: "Is Young Master Ting playing with us? He said no when the goods were brought. How can we go back and explain to Master Qiao?"

Song Wei and the other two subordinates also touched their guns, ready to strike at any time.

"How to explain is your business, and I have nothing to do with it." Ji Ting seemed to be independent from the smoke of gunpowder, still acting indifferent as usual, and he didn't even pause for a meal: "I want to buy it, buy it, No one can force me if I don’t want to buy.”

'Boom! '

The other party beat the table and stood up, leaning over with his fists on the table and glaring at Ji Ting: "What are you talking about! We had a good deal at the beginning, and we made a deal after seeing the goods. Now we show you the goods, you But you want to unilaterally break the contract, what do you mean!"

Although Song Wei couldn't understand what the foreign devils on the other side were saying, he immediately wanted to draw his gun and teach them a lesson with his scolding, but at this moment, Ji Ting raised his hand and held it down.Song Wei didn't dare to disobey, so he had no choice but to put down his hand embarrassingly.

Ji Ting picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, sat on the chair and looked up at the person yelling at him without changing his expression: "You can go back and tell Master Qiao that the wind in Hong Kong City is tight these days and it's not suitable to ship goods. Let’s talk about it after a while.”

"Yi Ting Shao, with your current status, you can't even handle such trivial matters?"

The foreign devil's half-smiling and half-sarcastic tone made Song Wei frown, and immediately elbowed the subordinate next to him, and whispered, "What did that ghost say?"

His subordinates attached to Song Wei's ear and whispered the other party's original words to him. When Song Wei heard it, his face turned green immediately, and he whispered to Ji Ting: "Boss, that ghost is too conceited!"

A trace of chill was fleeting in his cold eyes, Ji Ting was silent for a few seconds before speaking again: "Tell Master Qiao that Boss Chu is in Hong Kong City."

When the arrogant and arrogant men heard Ji Ting say that Chu Lingfeng was in Hong Kong City, their complexions immediately changed, and their eyes became flustered: "Is this news reliable? Boss...Chu is really in Hong Kong City? "

Ji Ting got up and walked towards the door: "Just bring my exact words to Master Qiao. Also, send my regards to Master Qiao."