Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

   Chapter 1 Unqualified Secretary

   Jiang Mingyu felt that she was no longer a qualified secretary.

  Because she. Crossed the line! !

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   County Town, Midnight, Imperial Hotel

   hum hum —

  When the continuous low-frequency vibration went back and forth for an unknown period of time, Jiang Mingyu finally frowned, turned over at the same time, stretched out an arm from the quilt, and stretched it out on the carpet to grope.

   After a long while, he finally flipped out his phone inside the pile of clothes of different sizes.

   "Hello, who are you?"

   He hasn't opened his eyes yet, but the professionalism that goes deep into the bone marrow has automatically emerged from Jiang Mingyu's mouth.

   Although his voice was still hoarse, he still responded warmly with a solemn and distant politeness.

   It's just that the other party obviously doesn't want to eat this set, so he roared directly,

   "Ming Yu, do you know where that **** Tang Jinchuan went?"

  “!!”

  Jiang Mingyu opened her eyes instantly, but at the same time, the arm she was used to wrapping around her waist suddenly moved, as if she wanted to drag her back into the quilt.

   But Jiang Mingyu was unmoved and pushed the opponent away.

After   , he lifted the quilt and went to the ground.

   About twenty minutes later, the hotel lobby

   It was already one o'clock in the morning, and there were hardly any guests in the lobby. Therefore, the moment Jiang Mingyu got out of the elevator, he saw the young woman standing in the corner at a glance.

   Wearing a signature black short skirt, a pair of high heels of the same color, her hair is tied high in a ponytail, her skin is white and her eyebrows are beautiful.

   And Jiang Mingyu was only wearing a simple white shirt and white trousers, because she suddenly got up and her hair was slightly messy.

   The bangs in front of her forehead were not combed to one side, and lay softly on her eyebrows.

   Coupled with the thin figure, it shows a full girly feeling.

   There is a casual gentleness that is not seen on weekdays.

  Like a budding white peony, clean and unbearable.

   So, when Feng Wanlu saw this elite little secretary who was coveted by all the bigwigs in the industry, she couldn't help but smile.

   then took a step and greeted the past,

   "Ming Yu,"

   "Miss Wanlu."

  Jiang Mingyu has always been cold and hardly ever smiled.

   No matter in any situation, he is gentle and distant, silent but insisting on his own opinion.

   is like a small beast, no matter how delicate and eye-catching the appearance is, it has enough power in its body to kill anything and everything.

   makes people not dare to underestimate.

  The two were standing face to face at the moment, Feng Wanlu was wearing high heels, she raised Jiang Mingyu half head faintly, and now she looked at her with her chin slightly tucked, and there was a vague impatience in her eyes.

  Jiang Mingyu has always had a very good look, turned around quickly, stretched out a hand, made a "please" gesture, and said at the same time,

   "The president is upstairs, slightly drunk, but he should be almost awake now.

   If you speak a little lightly for a while, the CEO will have some mood swings when he is drunk, please forgive me. "

   "Got it, sweetie."

  Feng Wanlu smiled and patted Jiang Mingyu on the shoulder, then took a step and walked to the elevator on the side.

   After a while, Jiang Mingyu led people to the presidential suite that she had just hurriedly cleaned.

   But at that time, the president of her family was already wrapped in a bathrobe, sitting upright on the sofa with his eyes closed and dozing off.

   And in his hand, he was holding a red wine glass.

"total,"

   "Tang Jinchuan, you are going to die!"

  Jiang Mingyu's hand that she just stretched out froze in midair.

  Because Feng Wanlu was one step ahead of her, she walked over earlier.

   "Why do you drink so much?"

   "It's not your turn."

   "Tsk, really"

   quickly restrained the "taboo" in his heart, Jiang Mingyu closed his eyes, lowered his head, turned around, and exited the room directly.

   It's not that she doesn't want to go in, it's that she doesn't have that qualification at all.

  Because of Feng Wanlu, Tang Jinchuan is about to make public. "Fiancee!"

   There is no dog blood, the fiancee is just a cover~~~

   (end of this chapter)