The sound of double footsteps colliding on the marble floor was close at hand.

"Yeah." Le Youyou made a sound from her nose, and suddenly bumped her elbow lightly against the demented Liu Cancan who looked down.

"Huh?" Liu Cancan raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party suspiciously.

She doesn't like Le Youyou's reckless intimacy, whether it's pulling her arm or bumping her arm, there is no warning or negotiation.

Whether it's the first time they've met or they've known each other for many years, Le Youyou, who has a lively personality, has a strong sense of personal dominance, and doesn't even consider whether it will hurt others. Liu Cancan cared about it, but it was not easy to blame the other party.

Le Youyou's blushing face suddenly raised her eyebrows and blinked, then looked away, motioning for the other party to look across.

Liu Cancan always had a small smile on the corner of his lips, and he looked at him cooperatively, but he narrowed his eyes, turned back and nodded at Le Youyou, the two smiled at each other, looked sideways at Ting Erxian, the three of them Together they winked in understanding.

From the oblique perspective of the person on the other side, what a powerful person appeared at the door to make Ying Tiantian and Ruo Lian look similar.

"Secretary Hong, please come in, you are also invited to advance." Xu Jie stopped behind Yi Sheng, even if the other party was the secretary's assistant, he was also the secretary's assistant of the vice president of the group, and he was not someone he could neglect. There is no need for him to question so many elevators, why did he just stop one of the people in it.

Yi Sheng finally put down his palm on the elevator door, followed behind Hong Changting, and pushed him to the right side of the elevator in a gesture of helping someone. He didn't see the nymphomaniac's side.

The soles of his shoes seemed to be smeared with oil, and the corners of Hong Changting's mouth almost twitched. He didn't even have time to look at the position in the elevator, and the vice president had already made plans outside the door!

"The three next to you, please." Yi Sheng raised his left hand very gentlemanly, motioning for a woman who was huddled in the back left corner, and let him stand in a more comfortable place.

"Thank you." The three women with different expressions changed their positions one after another under the guidance of the gentleman's hand.

Hong Changting finally couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes when the vice president heard the gentle whispers in his ears.

Gentlemen, you can't be rude yourself. He stepped back without showing any signs of making a difference, stood until the back of the center was close to the wall, and stretched out his hand to the right.

She pursed her lips and smiled, motioning for the ladies to stand in front of the vacant seat.

In order to cooperate with his boring vice president to do some private affairs, it is actually more laborious than business negotiation!

Men are gentlemen, women receive gifts.

Instead of his subordinates pressing the door and closing button, Xu Jie stared at the continuously moving floor numbers on the screen. He always felt that there was a gaze staring at the back of his head somewhere in the elevator.

In the end, the two rows of six women in the elevator all stood in the middle.

Liu Cancan pinched the strap of her leather bag with her fingers, her eyes and her mood a little confused.

She really wanted to turn her head to look at the man behind her, just to make sure that the glance she just raised was an illusion? hallucinations? It's still too much investment in writing, and it's only five months late to appear blind.

Just now, in order to look at the face of the man with the subwoofer, she took a look, and the back of her scalp was numb from the root of her earlobe, and the goose bumps protruding from her arm were also a momentary thing.

The male protagonist template I wrote in coffee half a year ago, I ran into it again when I came to Taoxi City for the second time!

It must be a hallucination, or just lookalike. Liu Cancan kept denying the small probability event of 1 in 1.4 billion in his heart.

His fingers moved silently to the metal buckle of the leather bag, trying to take out the phone, which was inappropriate.

The man behind her head is on top of her head, and she can see everything at a glance. It is not appropriate for her to do anything at the moment.

Oops!