One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

On the other side, Long Muyun looked at Zhuang Chuchu with amazement.

This woman refreshed his impression time and time again, and made him admire time and time again. He didn't know how many shining points there were in her body.

Of course, the contract was successfully completed under the eyes of everyone with different expressions.

In the end, when Smith and Long Muyun shook hands friendly, he was still a little unconvinced and said, "President Long and Zhuang Chuchu are really talented!"

"Thanks for the prize, I hope the future cooperation will be even more pleasant!"

There was arrogance of a superior in Long Muyun's eyes.

Click!

The people below recorded the scene with their cameras.

"Secretary Zhuang, you're amazing! Do you know that Mr. Smith's face has never been better from the beginning to the end!"

As soon as Smith and his party were sent away, Yan Mengqi couldn't help holding Zhuang Chuchu's arm and talking excitedly.

On the contrary, Zhuang Chuchu, who had been talking and laughing freely before, looked unnaturally pale at this moment.

Yan Kuan, who had been standing by the side without speaking, came over, looked at her unfriendly, and then said a little unconvinced, "It's just that you can speak a few words of Hebrew. If there is no plan we made, you It is impossible to sign this contract in my lifetime!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhuang Chuchu to speak again, she stepped on her high heels and left quickly, and she, who was always arrogant, looked a little embarrassed from her back.

"Secretary Zhuang" Yan Mengqi looked at Zhuang Chuchu with some embarrassment. After all, everyone in the company knew about the bet between Yan Kuan and her. Now, she made it clear that she didn't want to admit it, and it was impossible for her to leave the company.

Zhuang Chuchu thought it was nothing, she never thought of letting her go, but she said she was useless, that's why she aroused her fighting spirit!
"It's nothing, you should go back first, or she will trouble you later." The last sentence was whispered.

Seeing Yan Mengqi nodding, she forced a forced smile, and then remembered something, "By the way, from now on, you can just call me Chuchu!"

"Ok!"

The other employees of the company also inevitably came over to greet her, but they were all unfamiliar people, so they left after they dealt with it casually.

Long Muyun took Zhuang Chuchu to the elevator dedicated to the president.

There was no one else in the elevator, and there were only two people in the small space. Instantly, he felt a little ambiguous. At this moment, Long Muyun actually lowered his head, showed a smile that he had never seen before at the silly Zhuang Chuchu, and called softly, "Xiao language."

The warm air exhaled from his mouth hit Zhuang Chuchu's face in an instant, and the name, which was obviously very common, seemed to have some inexplicable taste in his mouth.

And Long Muyun didn't expect that he would make such a move at all, so he quickly stood up again, put his right hand to his mouth to cover up and coughed lightly, "I really didn't expect you can speak Hebrew."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found a soft thing suddenly drilled into the palm of his left hand. He looked down and saw that it was Zhuang Chuchu's tender hand.

Not only did the pair of tender hands get into this narrow gap, they even wriggled restlessly inside.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhuang Chuchu suddenly let out a long breath.

"Fortunately, I've been fooled!"

"What did you say?"