"You ... I ..." The road quickly jumped from the heart.

"Well." Meng Zi smiled and said: "I know."

The road blinked from Zhou, what I said, you will know.

But this does not hinder him to bend his lips into the pleasure.

Meng Zon knows to change the phone to the left hand: "What do you want to eat tomorrow, I will do it?"

The road is not red, the heart is not bad, the big brain is fast, the joy is almost in the essence: "Crisp and hot chicken."

"Add a dried pan." Meng Zhu said: "Then you can remember me tomorrow."

"Well." The road is from the Zhou Hong with his ears, and there is no comfortable cough.

Who let him put the pigeons of Meng Zhu today.

But as long as you think that you can eat the dish of the Meng Zone every day, even in-depth communication, the road feels that your heart is flying.

Hanging up the phone, the Meng Zha did the driving back to the company.

Two days later, he submitted a report to the board of directors. The content of the financial department's audit is the use of positions. It takes a cash check to cash with no accounting, transfer check transfer, intercepting the company's income, etc., misappropriation of the company public funds One hundred million yuan.

Send the left bloggers to the door to find an opportunity to find it, how can the Meng Zon be letting?

"Do it." Duan Mu Qing took the shoulder of the Trouz known.

It is not said that their mother and son account for sixty-three filters, which is equivalent to Zhao Ke steals his home nearly 10 million, and now it is natural to recover.

Then, Zhao Ke's father is Duan Shareholders, director of the board of directors Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin has a shares of Shares in Zhao Shi.

Not because he has a lot of contributions to Duan, but because he is a little bit in his hand, because the high profit of the red section, there is no less than a segment in the back. Since ancient times, the little ghost is difficult, and there is no way in the segment. I have to give him a divided share.

When I got a doctor in the early years, Zhao Xin can don't have a small amount of qualifications and Duan Mu Qing.

Duan Mu Qingxin is small, she can remember one clear, but only, it is a pity that his courage is a little smaller. Although she has the wrong place, she will not start, now it is finally She caught the opportunity.

The most important thing is to have such a thing, as the Meng Zon of the company of the company's locust, can be considered a big face in front of a shareholder, which is the most important to see.

Unfortunately, things are not perfect.

Write Meng Zi, she couldn't help but frown, and then played a call to Su Lingyu.

Su Lingyu is the current financial manager. In Duan Mu Qing, the Ministry of Finance is now such a big leak, Su Lingyu has a unstacked responsibility.

After half an hour, Su Lingyu came out of the office in the office.

She returned to the office in front of her, and the phone left blogged call came over: "How?"

The office door, Su Lingyu's face, the eyes of the fundamental, the eyes of the eyes made a grievance, she biting her teeth: "Fortunately, Duan Mu Qing is still trustworthy to me, just withdrawing my manager's position, did not doubt other."

"That's good." Left blogo couldn't help but be a sigh of relief, and after thinking about it, his eyebrows rose a haze: "But you don't say that the account has been processed, how did the Sword have discovered? These vulnerabilities? "

"I don't know." Su Lingyu said.

Zuo Bank's heart is a little uneasy, he can't help but frown.

Su Lingyu said: "Blog", I am a little unwilling. "

She is withdrawn by the manager's position, and she can immersed her.

Section Sword This is the body that stepped on her.

She said: "Blog", or we will move your feet on his diabetes ... "

"No." The left blog interrupted her words.

He has already regarded Duanshi as a capsule, and it is clear that the diabetes will bring much benefits to Duanshen once the development is successful, and naturally does not hit the idea to this project.

"Blog" - "Su Lingyu surface is stiff.

It is aware that your tone is too severe, and the left blog art immediately slows down: "The rain, never endure, up to three months, Duan is our, when you want to toss, how do you want to toss? toss."

Su Lingyu is silent for a while, and finally he bite his teeth: "I understand."

It is a few words, and the left blog is hung up.

He sat in the office chair, the finger has a rhythm, hitting the desktop, he sinking, picking up the mobile phone, point the address book ...

When receiving the call to Zuo Wen, the road was called by the Menzang to kiss on the wall, and a fierce kiss.

The road is from the corner of the corner, and the two hands have unconsciously tightened the neck of the Mont of Meng Zhu, and the bones were soft and weak.

He is fascinating, he is not to visit the new residence of the Meng Zhu, how do you suddenly pro?

At this time, his phone rang.

No matter what did not care, continue to attack the city.

The road was awake from the Zhou, and he blinked, and he looked up his head. He was confused by the opponent's lips: "Don't ..."

The Meng Zon knows that his neck is licking.

Two hours later, the road from the week from the bed, and the two legs made a tremble.

He grabbed the clothes on the bedside table, and touched the mobile phone from the pocket. Opened, four missed calls were what left Bowen.

The road from week gods.

He touched the sheets under the hand, tightened his lips, giving Zuo Bowen.

"Hey, left director?" The road said sincerity: "Sorry, I have something wrong at noon, so I didn't pick up your phone."

"Nothing, have you eaten?" Zuo Bo Wen said soon.

"Still not yet." The road is from Zhouqon: "Do you have anything?"

"Not a big thing," Zuo Bowen side knocked on side: "This is not to hear that the solid is recently to run, I am very busy in these days, I don't care about him ... What is it?"

"Very good," said the road from Zhou Wei's lips, blinking and talking: "It is busy with the new drug's clinical experiment. All day is waiting in the laboratory, than you are still like a work mad."

"This, I know." Zuo Bo Wen Song rare tie: "Sound of his sex, it is the first time, the experience is insufficient, there is something wrong, please also take you to ..."

The two have a few words, and the road hangs up from Zhou.

"Zuo Blog Wen Call?"

The sound suddenly sounded in the ear, and the road started from the week.

The Meng Zi knows two bowls of sand.

"Well." The road is not a taste from Xinxin.

Anyway, if it is not left in the past, he has today.

But what is his now?

"He is to explore my news." Meng Zon said.

The road from Zhou Xin's embarrassment is 2 points: "You can rest assured, I didn't say anything."

He also, no face, say duck.

Like guessed the road from Zhou's mind, Meng Zhu continued: "Although he pulled you, you don't forget, he took Duan's salary, it is to do things on the sector, you are the same So in the final analysis, help you should be Paragraph. "

In the original plot, Zuo Wangwen is a memory of the past, and cut off the Hui Hui of the new Beijing Pharmaceutical. So even if there is no left Bowen, the road can look at the head.

"To say, you forgot, how did he have your husband?" Meng Zon knows the slight bend of the lips.

The road from Zhou's attention is attracted by the two words of 'husband'. He pinch the fist to his lips, rub the ears, and the two eyes are ignorant, and the cough is not comfortable: "Well."

"Let's eat, I put the prawn you like to eat." Meng Zon knows one of them to him.

"Great."

Meng Zi is a matter of time to return to the paragraph.

"Sound." The left Bowen is a bowl, knocking in: "I cook the bird's nest you like, give you a bowl."

The Meng Zhu knew: "Thank you Bowen Brother."

He reached his hand and took the bird's nest, picked up the spoon and stirred, the top Bai Yan, crystal clear, with red dates, lily, , sweet smells.

The Meng Zon knows a bit.

"Is it delicious?" Zuo Wangwen is dark.

"Well." Meng Zon knows: "It's sweet."

Zuo Bowen smiled and said: "If you like to eat, I will give you every day later."

Meng Zhu knows that it is a bit, and it is a bit barely: "Is it too much trouble."

Left bloggers reached out and touched his head, a pet: "I just want to be better to you."

"Well." Meng Zon knows that he should have a bird's nest, avoiding the hand of Left bloggers.

The left hand touched the empty, the left blobbrows were smashed. Intuitive told him that the Meng Zon knows some things, he is going to talk, the breath of the corner of the eyes is falling through the collar in the

Left bloggers, the face flashed on the face, and the children have naturally clear this mean.

"What happened?" Meng Zha didfully asked.

The left blog is hit by the hand of the body, and the normal line is straight into the hand.

He strongly endured the violentness in his heart, returned to his eyes, smiled and said: "Nothing, you have a break, I will not bother you."

"Good." Meng Z is nodded.

Dedicated to the left blog, the departure of the Zuo Block, the Meng Zhu smiled, and he took the breath and swallowed the bird's nest spit into the bowl.

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