Slag Girl Illustrated Book

When everyone saw the president appear and calm down, the atmosphere didn't dare to come out.

What's more, the coffee was spilled just now.

Park Jae Hyung glanced at Ruan Xihe: "Miss Quan Xijin, come over with me."

"Yes, President."

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"It's over, the chairman hates office romances the most. He won't fire Miss Quan Xizhen, right?" The man who confessed to Ruan Xi and said just now, his eyes were even more worried and apologetic.

Now that most companies find office romances, the basic approach is to expel one of them. In general, it is a female employee who is expelled. Unless the female employee is particularly outstanding and the company cannot leave him. This is the case. Male employees will be fired.

So his worry is not unreasonable.

"Probably not, Miss Quan Xizhen hasn't accepted you yet!" The other man also had some thoughts about Ruan Xihe, and felt uncomfortable with the saying that Quan Xizhen was his girlfriend in his words.

"I will continue to pursue Miss Quan Hee Jin, she will definitely be touched by me, and then become my girlfriend." This lofty ambition has just finished.

Choi Eunsheng appeared.

He didn't want to give him a look of affection, and said directly: "In the future, I will talk less in the tea room and gather people. The president does not like noisy and noisy. In addition, Miss Quan Heejin doesn't seem to like men who are shorter than her."

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Following Park Jae Hyung, she was very quiet.

Park Jae Hyung became silent when she heard that she was talking with them in the pantry just now.

Obviously the atmosphere of the two of them was still very good yesterday.

The sound of high-heeled shoes and the sound of leather shoes stuck together, and it seemed to sound beautiful.

After closing the door, she seemed to be frightened at the "click" and swallowed nervously.

He stared at Ruan Xihe’s eyes, originally wanting to be more tactful, but with so many people coveting her, Park Jae Hyung suddenly didn’t want to endure: “Have you ever been in a relationship before?”

"Talked."

"Talked a few." He was already jealous.

"Several." She pondered.

Park Jae Hyung felt that this answer was expected, but the sorrow in his heart had begun to flow out uncontrollably.

"Try it with me?"

"Sorry, chairman me."

Before she could finish her refusal, he was already close.

"I'm not your favorite type?"

"That's not true. The president is handsome." She praised without hesitation. Park Jae Hyung is the helm of the chaebol. He is rich in gold and handsome, tall and capable, and is basically the ideal type of most girls. Up.

"Do you still have an ex-boyfriend in your heart?"

"After breaking up, I'll be clear. I didn't let my ex-boyfriend."

"Then do you have someone else you like now?"

"No, not now," she said.

"Then think about me?"

"President, I am an ordinary person. You are above all else. You should find a girl who is the right person." In country h, the chaebol is even more popular than the one in front of the platform.

There is not a saying, a chaebol who fights hard, a president who runs water.

She opened her face slightly, revealing her weak profile in front of Park Jae Hyung.

The snow-white collarbone at the neckline is coveted.

"Hee Jin, I have the ability to choose the woman I like, and no one has the right to control my marriage." This is his reassurance for her, and it is a promise and guarantee.

When he reached the position of Park Jae Hyung, he was indeed at the tip of the pyramid, and he didn't care whether he was married or not, let alone how much help his wife could bring to him.

"What do you like me?" She suddenly looked up at him.

Park Jae Hyung suddenly took a step closer, and she "scared" subconsciously and took a step back.

He pressed his back against the wall, and the man's oppressive feeling came to his face.

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