My cool female president

"Sister is older than you, what's wrong with calling you little brother?" The enchanting woman was so angry that Zhang Yang's heart was beating wildly.

His face was flushed, it was the first time he had been so embarrassed in front of a woman, but fortunately Zhang Yang's concentration was strong enough, otherwise he must have "disarmed and surrendered" by now.

"Do you know how old I am?" Zhang Yang disapproved, seeing the enchanting woman's tone of voice, as if he knew his age.

"I don't know." The enchanting woman glanced at her mouth and said lightly, "But I know that my little brother must be younger than me."

"Bragging." Zhang Yang wanted to laugh a little, the enchanting woman looked like she was in her 20s, she felt that she was about the same age as herself, and might even be younger than Zhang Yang.

How could it be like the enchanting woman said, she was older than herself.

"How old are you?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Little brother, it's impolite to ask a girl's age rashly." The enchanting woman pursed her lips, shook her head slightly, and said, don't worry about how sexy that is.

Zhang Yang was a little speechless. The topic of age was obviously started by the enchanting woman herself, but now it seems that Zhang Yang said it first.

"By the way, didn't you just ask my sister's name? My sister's name is Nangong Meier." The enchanting woman thought of something, and then said to Zhang Yang.

"Nangong Meier?" Zhang Yang was as surprised as he heard something, and there was another surname Nangong? !Nangong Meier really lives up to her name.

The enchanting woman really deserves her name, charming and enchanting.

"What's your name?" Nangong Meier asked Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang is also quite arrogant, he didn't answer Nangong Meier's question: "It's impolite to ask a boy's name."

Zhang Yang also imitated Nangong Meier's tone, and said that he treated his body in the same way as he did.

The provoking Nangong Meier rolled her eyes again and again: "Forget it, let's not talk about pulling down."

The scene returned to calm again. Zhang Yang didn't know how long the elevator was. The two chatted for so long, but it still hasn't arrived.

"My name is Zhang Yang." Hearing Nangong Meier's tone, Zhang Yang seemed to be angry, so he reported himself.

When I was downstairs in Lanqing Group, it was Nangong Meier who brought me up, and Zhang Yang was very grateful.

"Pfft!" After hearing Zhang Yang's self-report, Nangong Meier burst into laughter: "Zhang Yang? Such a low name."

Zhang Yang was ashamed for a while, what is the name of Low, he thought his name was pretty good, how could it be Low, but Zhang Yang didn't intend to argue with Nangong Meier.

"Ding"

The elevator finally arrived, and Nangong Meier got off the elevator first: "Little brother, follow me closely, don't get lost."

After saying this, Nangong Meier happily walked in front, and Zhang Yang silently followed behind Nangong Meier.

Soon the two came to the door of an office, and Nangong Meier said to Zhang Yang behind her, "Wait here for me, I'll come as soon as I go."

Zhang Yang nodded, this is his territory after all, so it should be low-key.

Zhang Yang sat on a chair outside, flipped through the magazines on the table, and waited for Nangong Meier while flipping through.

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Nangong Meier knocked on the office door.

"Qingqing, are you still working?" Nangong Meier asked Xue Qingqing, who was sitting at the desk with her head bowed to handle official business as soon as she entered the door.

"That's all that's left. I'll finish these things." Xue Qingqing, who was dealing with official duties, didn't even raise her head, she was looking through something seriously with her head lowered.

"En." Nangong Mei'er nodded, thinking of something, she said to Xue Qingqing: "There is a man named Zhang Yang outside the door who wants to see you and says he has something to tell you."

"Zhang Yang?" Xue Qingqing straightened her pen shaking, raised her head and looked at Nangong Meier: "Sister-in-law, which Zhang Yang are you talking about?"

"I don't know which one it is. Anyway, his name is Zhang Yang, and he looks quite handsome. Maybe it's one of your suitors?"

Nangong Meier showed a hint of cunning in her eyes, and she made a joke of Xue Qingqing.

"My suitor?" Xue Qingqing said coquettishly, "Sister-in-law, don't tease me, I don't have as many suitors as my sister-in-law."

Xue Qingqing smiled, and joked back: "Isn't it true that sister-in-law's suitors have all been lined up from here to Shanghai Beach."

"Tch, each other." Nangong Meier snorted charmingly.

"I won't make trouble with you anymore, go out and have a look, maybe you really know each other?" Nangong Meier put away her playfulness.

"Sister-in-law, it's not like you haven't seen my suitors before. They are all famous young masters. I haven't even heard of the publicity you mentioned." Xue Qingqing looked blank, let alone never met, Xue Qingqing Never even heard of it.

"That's true." Nangong Mei'er lowered her brows. Xue Qingqing did have a lot of suitors. Every day, there would be sons and elder brothers who came to express their love, but Xue Qingqing didn't even like her.

Nangong Meier has seen all those young masters who chased fiercely, and she doesn't like any of them, typical playboys.

"Then I'm going to tell him to leave now?" Nangong Meier asked Xue Qingqing.

"Wait, sister, did you bring that Zhang Yang in or did you come in by yourself?" Xue Qingqing always felt that something was wrong and asked.

"I brought it in, what's the matter?" Monk Zhang Er, Nangong Meier, asked in confusion.

"Sister-in-law, are you bored? Why do you bring in people you don't know?" Xue Qingqing made a small joke: "You are not afraid that someone will take the opportunity to harm me."

Nangong Meier didn't take it seriously, looked at Xue Qingqing and said, "This is the Lanqing Group, who has the guts to come to the company to cause trouble?"

"Sister-in-law, have you forgotten about Tianyu Group?" Xue Qingqing reminded slightly.

When mentioning Tianyu Group, Xue Qingqing's face became serious.

"This, this..." Nangong Meier blushed, "Ahem, this young lady forgot."

Three black lines flashed across Xue Qingqing's brows. Nangong Meier, a little girl, has always been like this. Xue Qingqing is no longer surprised by her nervousness.