When I Woke Up, I Became an A GL MTL

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But Li An raised his hand and pushed it back, with a slightly more smile on his face, and looked up at Song Yuran, "I just want this Secretary Song to design clothes for me." Huo Qingzhi frowned calmly, analyzing the other

party in his heart motivation.

I heard Li An say, "To be honest, I fell in love with Secretary Song at first sight when I saw Secretary Song at the design competition that day." ""

Song Yuran twitched her lips in shock.

This is not good to see ah.

Huo Qingzhi smiled lightly, took back the tablet, and said lightly, "Hua Sen sincerely invites cooperation from all walks of life, but this is not the springboard for Miss Li to pursue. Forgive us for not being able to accept this deal." "

Mr. I can't do it, I hope to hear Secretary Song's statement."

The rich woman's meaning is obvious, the boss's words don't count, and the person's words count.

The client's brain was running fast, thinking not whether to pick up, but how much commission she could get for a million.

According to the sharing rules of the design department, at least someone who can earn tens of thousands of yuan and bring a lot of performance to the company is not a loss. The desire for money briefly overwhelmed her reason

. , It was a familiar smile that was wide-eyed at seeing Qian. She took a step forward, "Miss Li, I" Before she

finished speaking, Song Yu suddenly stopped the car. Seriously, he said righteously, "Sorry, Ms. Li, I'm just Mr. Huo's secretary. I'm not professional in fashion design. You should find a colleague from our design department to serve you." Song Yuran wept silently in his heart

. Yes, but judging from how hard Boss Huo stepped on her just now, it can be seen that the boss doesn't want to take this job.

"Okay." Li An sighed lightly, didn't insist anymore, took out a card from his bag, and printed a passionate cut-a color lip print on his red lips, "Contact me anytime you change your mind." After finishing speaking

, She stuffed the card with lip prints into Song Yuran's neckline, and led them away.

Song Yuran was so shocked that she didn't recover for a long time. People in this world are too open-minded, right? She had only seen this kind of drama with a phone number stuffed into her neckline on TV.

"That, Mr. Huo." She moved, temporarily forgetting the existence of that card.

The top is very loose today, and it is made of smooth silk fabric, so when she moved the card, it slid down naturally, and fell all the way from the hem of the clothes. Qing Zhi's feet.

Mr. Huo condescended, bent down, picked up the card from the ground, and handed it to her.

For some reason, Song Yuran felt very oppressed and smelled of gunpowder. The oppressive feeling made her fingertips tremble when she reached out to pick it up.

That hand slowly approached the business card, and Huo Qingzhi suddenly raised his eyes to look at her.

Obviously it was just a normal look, but Song Yu suddenly withdrew his hands as if shocked, and dared not take them with his hands behind his back.

The card was still in the air, but Mr. Huo didn't speak, but put the card on the glass coffee table instead.

An inexplicable guilty conscience welled up, but she obviously didn't do anything.

"This time the company will help you block it, so it's not an example." Mr. Huo said expressionlessly.

Song Yuran didn't dare to say anything, and she didn't dare to ask.

"Remember, you owe me a million dollars."

Song Yuran subconsciously asked "Why?" "Because of you, the company lost

a million dollars."

Did you always refuse it yourself? Song Yuran was so wronged that only the word "grievance" was left on his face.

"Mr. Huo, do you know why the rabbit wears a hat?"

"Yes"

"Because of injustice"

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    Li An didn't come to her again, but Li Tianming contacted her privately, hoping to let their magazine do a brand interview for Jane Eyre.

If the interview is published in "Fashion Bazer", with the magazine's reputation, many brands will consider it without hesitation.

What can be published is a newly opened column, which means that the exposure rate may not be so great, and it may be a waste of effort to do it.

Song Yu thought about it, and conveyed the matter to Huo Qingzhi.

After hearing this, Huo Qingzhi didn't show a look of joy, but frowned, put down his pen and said, "This magazine, before even confirming the brand of the street style clothing, just accepted Lu Deng's promotion cooperation casually."

The meaning is obvious, Mr. Huo doesn't want to be interviewed.

The incident of being plagiarized before, in a certain sense, the magazine is also an indirect promoter. It is reasonable for Huo Qingzhi to refuse the interview. Song Yuran nodded, "Then I will reply to him." "What do you usually think

? It's quite a lot." Huo Qingzhi was a little surprised by this reaction, she looked at Song Yuran with her chin and said, "Tell me." "

Oh~" Secretary Song conveniently pulled the chair opposite Huo Qingzhi and sat down. It can be said that they are very familiar.

"I just think it's okay to accept it or not, and it's reasonable to refuse. I think the magazine can understand it, and I don't think Li Tianming's tone is too hopeful.

" It's equivalent to having an extra contact in the industry, what if it will be used someday?" "It's

very reasonable, why didn't you say it just now?"

Secretary Song said with a serious face, "I'm not happy about plagiarism."

In the end Huo Qingzhi agreed to accept the interview, but the time given was very hasty. It was only in the afternoon of the same day, on the one hand, it was also to test the sincerity of the magazine.

The magazine immediately stated that it would immediately vacate a lounge and arrange it into a warm space suitable for conversation, full of sincerity.

Sitting on the way to the magazine office, Huo Qingzhi, who was sitting in the co-pilot with his eyes closed and dozed off, suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "What day is it today?"

Song Yuran glanced at the car screen: "No. 17, what's wrong?" "

... ...It's okay." Huo Qingzhi raised his hand to stroke the back of his neck, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said, "When you arrive later, you can communicate with the magazine and finish it early. I have something to deal with." "Okay.

" Song Yuran subconsciously recalled Mr. Huo's arrangements for today after answering. Isn't there only an interview in the afternoon?

However, the boss's private itinerary is not something she can inquire about.

When they arrived at the magazine, the editor-in-chief came out to greet him in person, followed by Li Tianming who had already become a regular.

After becoming a full-time employee, he could not leave the field and take some pictures in the studio. Since Li Tianming was the matchmaker, the editor-in-chief arranged for him to take pictures of Huo Qingzhi.

They were acquaintances, and Li Tianming had a conversation with Song Yuran, who was onlookers, during the photo shoot.

He joked: "Sister Yuran, your Boss Huo is very beautiful. We have another successful young entrepreneur in our industry.

" Mr. Huo's 150-degree beauty was photographed, you can find a good angle, but you can't be as ugly as when you photographed me before." "This is what I said

, my sister is a natural beauty, 360 degrees without dead ends, no matter how you shoot it, it looks good."

"I love to hear that!"

After taking photos, Li Tianming took them into the interview room, and they could smell the fragrance of essential oils and flowers from the air purifier as soon as they entered.

The interviewee was Huo Qingzhi. There was nothing wrong with Song Yuran. After watching the scene for a while, she exited the conversation room and went outside to breathe.

"Sister." After a cup of coffee was handed over, Song Yuran turned around and saw Li Tianming's hearty smile, "Thank you this time, our editor-in-chief didn't even hope to interview Mr. Huo, after all, Jane Eyre is gaining momentum now ."

"I didn't help much." Song Yuran took a sip of the coffee, the afternoon light refracted in through the glass, sprinkled on her face like a layer of gold rim, "Your magazine's photo on the street last time It was handled too hastily, but let it go, and there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future."

"Yes." Li Tianming nodded again and again, "I can turn it into the photo that the editor took a fancy to me in the previous competition. It's all thanks to you, Sister Ran."

As he spoke, Li Tianming took out two tickets from his pocket: "It just so happens that I have two movie tickets from friends, the magazine office is too busy recently, I don't have time to go, so these tickets are also It can't be wasted, just take it as a thank you gift for taking care of me."

"This is not good." Song Yuran didn't accept it, and looked around the corridor, always feeling that this scene seemed to be a shady deal.

"What's wrong with that?" Li Tianming said with a smile, "Calling you sister, aren't we just friends? It's not against the law to give a friend two movie tickets, and besides, I can't use two by myself. If it's wasted That's not good."

Li Tianming talked about this, and Song Yuran accepted it. Knowing someone in the magazine is an extra way.

"Oh, that's right." Li Tianming glanced left and right, leaned close to her and said in a low voice, "This movie theater has a joint event recently, with the movie ticket stub, after watching the movie, go to the front desk to exchange for free tickets to the brand's underwear show. "

In modern times, liking to see beautiful women is no longer exclusive to men, and sometimes women are more able to look at beautiful things with pure appreciation.

Song Yuran has only heard of underwear shows before, but has never seen them with her own eyes. Now that she hears this word, Victoria's Secret comes to mind instantly. Tall models are shining on the runway in all kinds of clothes, but they are sexy Not sex/love.

Song Yuran and Li Tianming looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces fluctuated obviously: "You are really Louis's sister!" There is such a

good thing about watching movies and shows for free, Song Yuran must first think of Zhao Anye. Transferred to the secretary's office, because they are very busy with work, the two of them haven't had dinner together for a while.

After Li Tianming left, Song Yuran immediately sent a message to Zhao Anye.

But just as I was scheduled to go to the movies after dinner after get off work tomorrow, the door of the interview room opened.

Huo Qingzhi and the reporter both came out of it.

So fast?

Song Yuran was stunned for a moment, and quickly went up to meet him: "Mr. Huo, is it over?"

Huo Qingzhi nodded, and Song Yuran could see that something was wrong with her face. The reporter said from the side: "Secretary Song, Mr. Huo seems to be a little sick. If you don't feel well, it's over first, and you can send Mr. Huo back to rest, and we'll contact you if you have any questions about writing the manuscript." Hearing that the

boss was not feeling well, Song Yuran quickly said yes and followed Huo Qingzhi out.

"Mr. Huo, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Huo Qingzhi just shook his head silently, glanced at the people in the corridor, and walked out quickly.

When the two got into the car and the door was closed, Huo Qingzhi leaned into the passenger seat, leaning his head back on the neck pillow.

Said: "My susceptibility period has arrived." "..." Song Yuran

was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "Did you take the inhibitor a few days ago?"

"There are too many things these days, I forgot." "

..." After a brief silence, Song Yuran immediately started the car, "I'll take you back now, do you have a strong inhibitor at home?"

After getting affirmation, Song Yuran accelerated Speed ​​towards Huo Qing's house.

Halfway through, she remembered that she gave Huo Qingzhi a powerful inhibitor once when they met for the first time, and the powerful inhibitor was used at most twice a year... "

Boss Huo, you have used the powerful inhibitor several times this year. "

"..." Huo Qingzhi sighed softly, "Counting this time, three times." "

..." Song Yu was speechless.

"What will happen if you use it too many times?"

"I don't know." Huo Qingzhi said, "I haven't tried it."

"Hey." Song Yuran also sighed, "Mr. Huo, it would be great if you were an omega. I can find an alpha to temporarily mark it, so that no inhibitor is needed."

Huo Qingzhi opened her eyes from the shadows, and unconsciously retracted the palm covering her forehead. She moved her throat and said, "If I were Omega, can you mark me?"

Facing this question, Song Yuran really thought about it seriously, "I have no experience in marking, can I just bite the glands and mark?"

Huo Qingzhi agreed.

"If this is the case, it's not impossible in an emergency." Song Yuran didn't think too much about it. After all, in her opinion, the temporary mark is just a bite. Thinking about it, the scene is really a bit like a vampire eating.

He smiled quickly, and said sharply: "But Mr. Huo, you are an alpha, and I am also an alpha. AA can't be marked, and it will only be uncomfortable to mark it forcibly." Huo Qingzhi didn't speak, and looked out of the window, wondering what he was thinking Song Yuran didn't care about anything. Judging from the current situation, the fever in the alpha susceptible period has not officially arrived, and there is still a buffer time. But as soon as the car drove into the community, Huo Qingzhi couldn't do it anymore, and the reaction hit him strongly. "Mr. Huo, we're downstairs." Song Yuran stopped the car and unbuckled his seat belt, but when he turned around, he saw that Huo Qingzhi was still sitting in the co-pilot, and the seat belt was still unbuckled. She reached out and touched her exposed skin, it was hot. Susceptibility to fever comes too quickly. Song Yuran's complexion changed slightly: "I'll help you up right away!" She got out of the car and walked quickly to the passenger door to open, bent over and leaned into the car to unbuckle the seat belt on Huo Qingzhi's side, and when she was about to get out, a He grabbed her with one hand. "Boss Huo?"

















As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qingzhi suddenly grabbed her shoulders forcefully, forcing her to lean towards him, and that hot hand caressed the cold skin of the back of her neck without warning.

Before Song Yuran could react, he pressed his fingertips hard on Alpha's gland, and Song Yuran immediately felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

At the same time, the soles of his feet were crisp, and the whole person staggered and almost fell on Huo Qingzhi's body.

"!!!" Such a posture made Song Yuran's eyes widen unconsciously, screaming that it's not good. Huo Qingzhi's reaction in this susceptible period was a bit abnormal.

She struggled to get up from Huo Qingzhi's body, but the other party's strength was too great, entangled her tightly like a vine, preventing her from breaking free.

The familiar scent of perfume enveloped her for an instant, and the sweet floral and woody scent combined with the faint mint scent made her heartbeat speed up uncontrollably.

The beating heartbeat almost jumped out of her throat, beating her nerves again and again.

"Mr. Huo? Are you okay?"

Huo Qingzhi raised her head, the turbulent heat wave in the susceptible period burned her mind, she tilted her head and chin against Song Yuran's face, and called her name softly: "Song, Yuran..."

The author has something to say:

a chapter was added as requested, thanks to Yatou's deep-water torpedo_(:3"∠)_The

first susceptible period: she let me roll

the second susceptible Period: Throwing into the embrace

The third susceptible period: (???)

Thanks to the little angel who threw the deep-water torpedo: I just fill in the name 1;

thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I just fill in the name , Xiaobing 1;

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