Married To a Wealthy Handicapped Old Attacker [ Danmei MTL ]

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The meeting was over in the conference room, but no one left.

The heads of the various departments were sitting upright in their seats, watching the little boss take the boss out of the conference room.

After waiting for no one to be seen, a group of talents breathed out the frightening foul breath.

"I thought I was going to explain it here today. I was thinking about where to go next."

"That gentleman looks quite young, but he is not so courageous. I can't compare with him at his age."

"People are legal relationship is naturally not afraid. Have you ever seen Mr. Ji have such a good temper?"

When the topic talks, there is a bit of gossip, and some people say. "A good temper is one thing. When the boss is not angry, it is not polite to anyone, but if he had been married for a lifetime, Mr. Ji would be like this..."

He thought for a while and shook his head. He really couldn't think of the closeness of his boss and people.

That boss is like snow. It is cold all year round, and he looks holy and unattainable. They are eye-openers today.

The HR manager touched his bald head and said, "It's a blessing to be able to escape from the dead." 

Everyone in the meeting room sighed, thinking that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a blessing.

Regardless of whether the two bosses are close or not, just ask for that.

A small boss can come to the company a few more times to make it easier for them who are begging for food under the boss.

The night outside the window is pitch black, the city hangs high in the sky for a whole month, and there is no one talking in the room and it is quieter.

After waiting for a while, someone tentatively asked. "Should the boss and that gentleman go down now?"

"Almost, they should not be able to stop."

Everyone was silent for a few seconds.

"...Then let's go?"

A group of people glanced at each other, guessing that the two bosses had already gone downstairs, and then they packed their things and went out to the employee elevator.

After Jing Huai left the meeting room, he accompanied Ji Jingyan back to the office to get something.

At the table, the man carefully collected the materials and documents he wanted to see, his expression still showing a bit of fierceness.

Jing Huai remembered the scene he had just met in the conference room.

The calm and calm president was full of aura, steady and quiet, and his deep eyes were full of the unique sharpness of the superiors. It made people feel soft when he looked at them more.

The whole room was trembling and listening to him. Even when he first entered, he was shocked, and he couldn't help but tremble a little.

"What do you want to eat at night? Do you want steak?"

Ji Jingyan now has a gentle temperament, unlike before.

When he was cleaned up, Jing Huai walked over, held his finger, and nodded.

"Eat."

The man sent a message to Xu Wen to set his position. He lowered his eyes, and the crow-wing-like eyelashes appeared to be slender.

A little more tenderness under the office lights.

Jing Huai endured his eager fingers, and shouted again.