The famous family is shocked, the president is too dangerous
Chapter 20 The person you want to thank
Chapter 20 The person you want to thank "Li Zhe, this is the coffee I brought back from Belgium some time ago, try it." A soft female voice sounded in the CEO's office.
It was a leather sofa in a corner. At this moment, a pair of eye-catching men and women were sitting next to each other. On the marble coffee table in front of them, exquisite ceramic cups were being placed.
There is warm coffee in it, and the aroma is even more fragrant.
The air is full of the aroma of coffee, with a leisurely attitude.
Lan Lan leaned over lightly, and handed the white porcelain cup filled with coffee to the man with her beautifully manicured Lancome fingertips, smiling softly, "Come, have a sip."
"Okay." Jiang Lizhe took it with a smile, pursed his thin lips lightly, and the slightly warm fragrance entered his mouth, immediately leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth.
He raised his eyelids slightly, hooked his lips, and said in a warm voice, "It's not bad."
The man in front of him exuded an extraordinary demeanor with every move he made, his deep brows and eyes were like pools of water, revealing a fascinating depth, one glance would take one's soul away.
"I knew you would like it." Lan Lan raised her eyebrows triumphantly, her heart and eyes were full of infatuation.
Jiang Lizhe's lips rippled softly, he put down the porcelain cup, and said instead: "Lan Lan, you don't need to bring food here in the future, Sun Ming will arrange these things."
His voice was deep and mellow, beautiful and authentic, but there was an insurmountable indifference.
The light in Lan Lan's bright eyes suddenly dimmed, but only for a moment, and then dissipated, she pouted her lips slightly, and said deliberately wronged: "Didn't I think that you just came back to China? I'm afraid you won't be used to the food here. I asked the kitchen at home to make some, and the ingredients and nutrition were well thought out.”
"Why, are you unhappy?"
"Nah."
Jiang Lizhe's eyes were sharp, and his tone was looser when he spoke again, "Okay, don't worry about these small things, if you are tired, uncle and aunt will feel distressed."
"That." As soon as Lan Lan started talking, she stopped abruptly. She bit her lip and wanted to ask if he would feel sorry for her, but for some reason, she seemed to have a moment of pride at this moment. A feeling of fear.
I was afraid that the answer that came out of his mouth was not what I expected.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Jiang Lizhe asked suspiciously.
"I," Lan Lan smiled unnaturally, and asked while thinking: "Li Zhe, why did you leave early on the night of Uncle Wang's birthday? Is there something urgent?"
Jiang Lizhe paused while he was lighting a cigarette. After the almost undetectable turmoil in his eyes, he regained his composure the next second. There was a click, and the butt of the cigarette flickered scarlet.
He squinted his eyes slightly, took a puff, and exhaled white smoke rings to hide his sculpted handsome appearance, becoming unfathomable and distant, like a thousand mountains and snow.
Lan Lan was agitated, feeling a little chilled in her heart. This man's whereabouts had never been seen by others, and she knew that she had crossed the line.
"Li Zhe, I just asked casually, don't be unhappy." Lan Lan suppressed her disappointment, and took his strong arm affectionately, coquettishly flattering her.
Fang Xin arrived at Liya a little earlier, and it was unexpected that he could make an appointment smoothly, but of course it should not be too late.
This will follow Sun Ming and go to the president's office. Even though it's awkward, she wants to say thank you no matter what.
"Assistant Sun, thank you very much this time."
Sun Ming's good-tempered smile happened to be in front of the office at this time, and he gave her a deep look: "Miss Fang, the person you should thank is not me, but Mr. Jiang."
Fang Xin was taken aback. The person he wanted her to thank was Jiang Lizhe?
Sun Ming knocked on the door lightly.
"Please come in." That familiar yet unfamiliar male voice suddenly struck her ears, disrupting her heart in an instant.
It was a leather sofa in a corner. At this moment, a pair of eye-catching men and women were sitting next to each other. On the marble coffee table in front of them, exquisite ceramic cups were being placed.
There is warm coffee in it, and the aroma is even more fragrant.
The air is full of the aroma of coffee, with a leisurely attitude.
Lan Lan leaned over lightly, and handed the white porcelain cup filled with coffee to the man with her beautifully manicured Lancome fingertips, smiling softly, "Come, have a sip."
"Okay." Jiang Lizhe took it with a smile, pursed his thin lips lightly, and the slightly warm fragrance entered his mouth, immediately leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth.
He raised his eyelids slightly, hooked his lips, and said in a warm voice, "It's not bad."
The man in front of him exuded an extraordinary demeanor with every move he made, his deep brows and eyes were like pools of water, revealing a fascinating depth, one glance would take one's soul away.
"I knew you would like it." Lan Lan raised her eyebrows triumphantly, her heart and eyes were full of infatuation.
Jiang Lizhe's lips rippled softly, he put down the porcelain cup, and said instead: "Lan Lan, you don't need to bring food here in the future, Sun Ming will arrange these things."
His voice was deep and mellow, beautiful and authentic, but there was an insurmountable indifference.
The light in Lan Lan's bright eyes suddenly dimmed, but only for a moment, and then dissipated, she pouted her lips slightly, and said deliberately wronged: "Didn't I think that you just came back to China? I'm afraid you won't be used to the food here. I asked the kitchen at home to make some, and the ingredients and nutrition were well thought out.”
"Why, are you unhappy?"
"Nah."
Jiang Lizhe's eyes were sharp, and his tone was looser when he spoke again, "Okay, don't worry about these small things, if you are tired, uncle and aunt will feel distressed."
"That." As soon as Lan Lan started talking, she stopped abruptly. She bit her lip and wanted to ask if he would feel sorry for her, but for some reason, she seemed to have a moment of pride at this moment. A feeling of fear.
I was afraid that the answer that came out of his mouth was not what I expected.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Jiang Lizhe asked suspiciously.
"I," Lan Lan smiled unnaturally, and asked while thinking: "Li Zhe, why did you leave early on the night of Uncle Wang's birthday? Is there something urgent?"
Jiang Lizhe paused while he was lighting a cigarette. After the almost undetectable turmoil in his eyes, he regained his composure the next second. There was a click, and the butt of the cigarette flickered scarlet.
He squinted his eyes slightly, took a puff, and exhaled white smoke rings to hide his sculpted handsome appearance, becoming unfathomable and distant, like a thousand mountains and snow.
Lan Lan was agitated, feeling a little chilled in her heart. This man's whereabouts had never been seen by others, and she knew that she had crossed the line.
"Li Zhe, I just asked casually, don't be unhappy." Lan Lan suppressed her disappointment, and took his strong arm affectionately, coquettishly flattering her.
Fang Xin arrived at Liya a little earlier, and it was unexpected that he could make an appointment smoothly, but of course it should not be too late.
This will follow Sun Ming and go to the president's office. Even though it's awkward, she wants to say thank you no matter what.
"Assistant Sun, thank you very much this time."
Sun Ming's good-tempered smile happened to be in front of the office at this time, and he gave her a deep look: "Miss Fang, the person you should thank is not me, but Mr. Jiang."
Fang Xin was taken aback. The person he wanted her to thank was Jiang Lizhe?
Sun Ming knocked on the door lightly.
"Please come in." That familiar yet unfamiliar male voice suddenly struck her ears, disrupting her heart in an instant.
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