Paranoid CEO Can’t Afford To Provoke

Qu Yan wanted to listen to Shenghui's plan before discussing her own ideas, so that she could accurately compare her advantages.

Never wanted Du Ruo to come out halfway, but a few words pushed her to the forefront.

Sure enough, one of Shenghui's senior designers took the lead and said, "Oh? I didn't expect that Manager Qu's plan would be more favored by Ms. Du, so we should listen carefully."

"I don't dare to be it, I'm just lucky. Miss Du happened to like the plan, but Mr. Yang hasn't said anything yet." Qu Yan smiled and pushed back, and secretly reminded Shenghui's people, their focus, It shouldn't be her.

Shenghui's people looked at Mr. Yang again.

"Oh, Zhuoran is here too." At this moment, President Yang on the main seat said happily.

However, Ji Zhuoran and Qu Ning slowly came to the main table.

"Uncle Yang went back to S City, how could I not be there." Ji Zhuoran raised one or two without a trace, so that the middle-aged man in the main seat could smile so hard that he could not see his eyebrows.

Qu Yan lowered his head and took a sip of the drink at hand. From the corner of his eyes, the figure of the pair of Biren was swept away, a little upset.

Qu Ning is still wearing the genuine skirt that collided with her. The top-quality fabrics and tailored tailoring make her luxurious and luxurious when she walks.

If you haven't seen this genuine dress, Qu Yan still doesn't feel that this A dress on her own is so cheap, rough, and inferior.

But this is the only thing she has.

Fortunately, this table is mostly men, naturally not as sensitive to skirts as women, so attention is not at all on this.

"Haha, but since you are here for Zhuoran, then I have to talk to you first." With that, Mr. Yang got up with a smile and walked to Ji Zhuoran.

The young man in front of him is about to take over Ji's. Of course, his level of importance is not comparable to that of the marketing managers of the group of decoration companies in front of him.

"Hey, this is..." President Yang noticed the woman next to Ji Zhuoran, Qu Ning.

Before Ji Zhuoran spoke, Qu Ning smiled softly, "I am Zhuo Ran's fiancee, Qu Ning."

"Well, well, it turns out to be a beautiful puppet Tiancheng, a talented woman." Mr. Yang didn't hesitate to praise him.

While speaking, he glanced at Qu Yan without a trace, as if he was demonstrating.

On the surface, Qu Yan turned a blind eye, but her hand quietly gripped the skirt.

Yes, only Qu Ning, who is wearing a splendid dress, is worthy of being right with Ji Zhuoran...

She is nothing, even though she has become Ji Zhuoran's de facto wife.

She obviously should hate them. Qu Ning never gave her a good face since she was a child, but Ji Zhuoran suddenly hated her one day and didn't give her any explanation.

But she still couldn't convince herself, she didn't care about anything at the moment.

"Manager Qu is nervous?" Du Ruo on the side noticed her anxiety.

"Ms. Du's love is really flattered," Qu Yan smiled seemingly indifferently, and changed the subject without a trace. "By the way, Ms. Du will not go with Mr. Yang?"

While they were talking, President Yang had already left the room with Ji Zhuoran, and seemed to have something to discuss in depth.

Throughout this whole process, her husband in the de facto sense didn't even give her a glance from the corner of his eye...

Du Ruo naturally understood what Qu Yan meant. She squinted her eyes and smiled like a fox. "You don't have to be too polite. Your plan really touched me, and I'm just telling the truth. Besides, Uncle Yang took this matter over to you. Give it to me, I naturally can't leave you aside."

What she meant by her words was to tell everyone in the audience that she had no small power in refurbishing Yipin Xian.