Hidden Marriage Secret Love: Bring National goddess home

Just two words, the people in the conference room have widened their eyes and looked at their iceberg president inconceivably.

Ann, what a close name

Enron over the phone didn't reply. She only vaguely listened to her say to others, "who are you? I don't know you. Go away!"

"Chen Da!"

As soon as the cold voice of Shangluo came out, the people were full of energy. Chen Da, who was guarding the door, hurried in.

Shangluo handed him his cell phone. The phone hasn't hung up yet. There was a voice intermittently.

"This number, the fastest speed, locate it for me."

"Yes." Chen Da took the phone and began to get busy.

Shangluo glanced at the department managers in the conference room, "break up!"

"Ah?..." someone said in surprise. Seeing Shang Luo's eyes turned, he immediately lowered his head.

The people quickly left with relief and walked away before they began to talk low.

"Wow, who's calling today? It's life-saving!"

"Yes, the president was going to scold us."

"Ah, could it be the wife of the future president?"

"No, I haven't heard that the president has a girlfriend..."

"Didn't hear that doesn't mean no, the president's' an'er 'call is natural."

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"Miss, is your friend nearby?" the hotel waiter looked at a girl drunk in the aisle and didn't trust to leave.

Enron ignored the waiter, still squatted, his head hung between his knees, his hair hung down to block more than half of his face, and shouted vaguely: "go away! I want bingluo..."

"Bingluo?" the waiter said, thinking for a moment in his mind and didn't know him.

"What's going on?!" the man walked by.

The waiter raised his head, saw someone, and immediately respectfully shouted, "President Yang, OK, there is a drunken girl here. I'm afraid she's not safe here. Just stay here."

President Yang glanced at the woman squatting there and huddled together. It seems that she looks familiar? By the way, isn't this the woman in the private room before?

Thinking of Enron's delicate face and white skin, it must feel good. Enjoy a variety of women like Xia Jian. This delicate and easy to push down must have a different taste.

With an evil smile on his face, he shouted to the waiter, "pull people up!"

The waiter did it respectfully and helped him get up safely

"Mr. Yang, long time no see ~" Mr. Chen came out of the lobby and greeted his acquaintances.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a while."

"Everyone is busy, but that's good. It proves that they have made money, ha ha..."

President Chen said, glancing at Enron held by the waiter, "President Yang, why is miss an here? It looks... Drunk?"

"Eh? You know Mr. Chen, too. You always like this type, but I also want to change my taste today."

Hearing the speech, President Chen's face changed slightly, "no, you can't move her."

"I said Lao Chen, what's your situation? A girl without background can't move. I heard you haven't found a woman for a long time, but it can't hinder my brother's freedom."

Then he waved to the waiter, "take someone to my suite."

"No!"

President Chen resolutely protects Enron. This is Mr. Shang's woman. Who dares to move. Besides, he's worried that he can't be nice. This is still a chance.