Sweet Daily Life with Rich Fool Husband(MTL)

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The press conference started at three o'clock, and the staff began to clear the venue at 2:50. All those attending the meeting were assigned to their seats. Su Wanwan did not have an invitation letter, he could not get in front of him, and he did not have work clothes. staff member.

At the entrance of the elevator, two rows of people were staff from the Jiang Group, men with white shirts and black trousers, women with white shirts and black hip skirts. She stood aside, and suddenly one rose out of the dark crowd. The pink flowers came, and they looked so dazzling.

The leading staff still holds the intercom in their hands, while instructing everyone to prepare, the president is coming, and walking to Su Wanwan, politely greeted: "Miss, please sit down there. The meeting will begin soon."

The staff pointed to the position behind the venue. There were small people sitting there, unlike the famous names on the table in the front row, which were clearly divided.

Su Wanwan hesitated and discussed with the staff: "Can I just stand here and leave?"

The staff maintained the demeanor that a manager of a large company should have. They were not angry at Su Wanwan's excessive proposal, but glanced at the camera behind him: "Miss, do you think this is appropriate?"

Although the staff did not say anything excessive, Su Wanwan had already felt that if she stayed here uninterestingly, she would be asked by the security guard to ask her to leave.

Su Wanwan felt very sad, and turned to look for Zhou Tao behind the venue.

Su Wanwan also walked to Zhou Tao's side, and the meeting began.

The host walked onto the stage, and as her sweet voice began, the press conference officially opened.

At the same time, on the left side of the venue, the dedicated elevator door slowly opened.

After the door was opened, four strong bodyguards in black came out first. The sense of ritual was very heavy. The four people separated on both sides, stood at the elevator door, and bowed to salute.

At the same time, the two rows of employees waiting outside the elevator also bent their noble waists.

After so far, Su Wanwan felt that her waist was about to bend down involuntarily.

The man stood tall and straight in the elevator. Unlike the previous video, a black suit had been replaced, and now he was wearing a white shirt and silver trousers.

The shirt has a crisp neckline and a blue striped tie.

The whole temperament is completely natural, the hundreds of people in the room seem to be his embellishment, and Zhongxing Pengyue generally welcomes him, the CEO of the Jiang Group.

The man looks handsome, has a cold temperament, an indifferent look, and his eyes are as black as ink. He has the natural extravagance of a superior, and he is simply a walking domineering president Fan.

Su Wanwan's breathing was stagnant until the man walked steadily to the center of the main stage, and she did not recover.

My eyes seemed to be supported by something, and they couldn't close anyhow.

Is the man who stands on the main stage confidently and domineeringly on her body last night, constantly kissing her ears, calling her wife stupidly?

"My wife, your waist is so soft, Zhanbao can't hold it enough."

"My wife, your lips are so sweet, Zhanbao can't kiss you enough."

...

Unknowingly, his eyes were red.