Rebirth ability: Mr. President, please accept the move

"How many things you have, you can discuss and solve them, but don't affect the company's business and operation!" Zhao Tianqi left a sentence, stood up and made room for the two of them.

The moment he went out, his wrinkled old face was happy, he was going to be a grandfather, what nickname should he give his good grandson or granddaughter?

"Zhao Bohan!" After Zhao Tianqi left, Wen Qian was in a state of rampage. Her pretty face was so angry that she seemed to be the red-faced Guan Gong in the temple. Her delicate hands were tightly clenched into fists, as if she was holding two Qinglong Yanyue knives. His voice instantly reached the first-class level of domestic soprano singers.

"Tell me clearly! When did you have a relationship with her!"

"Is it important?" Zhao Bohan replied lightly, took a cigarette from the cigarette box on the desk, and put it in his mouth. His father didn't let him take care of the construction this time, and he just took a big vacation to heal his leg injury.

"What's so good about her being a lady! Don't you think it's dirty?"

"Dirty? Didn't notice it, it's quite white."

If he doesn't speak, it's enough, if he speaks, he will block people to death, anyway, if he tore it, it would be torn to pieces.

"She's a slut who lives with her legs apart. You are full and have nothing to do to touch her! Don't be afraid of getting sick! When are you going to have a child again?" Wen Qian was breaking down. She didn't believe it. Even a man who asks about his health can change his face in an instant to look like he is eating and smelling good.

"It's just that the legs are separated. I'll go to visit, and there will be a child." Zhao Bohan lowered his eyebrows and looked at her straight legs. Although her body proportions are good, compared with Shen Ling's legs, they seem to be shorter.He pouted lightly, feeling that it wasn't too bad for him to lie.

Wen Qian was so angry that she pointed at his nose and cursed: "Well, you shameless person, you already planned to dump me, didn't you? I can't finish with you two! I'm going to see the child in her stomach today, If yes, I will send her to the hospital for an abortion, if not, Zhao Bohan, drive her away immediately and marry me!"

"You didn't hear what I said," Zhao Bohan puffed on her furious face, "after all, she has my child, don't say I forbid you to do this, even my father, my mother, my little mother You are not allowed to go like this."

"I'm going to find Aunt Yun!" Wen Qian was interrupted by him, thinking of Zhang Shaoyun, Zhao Bohan's mother.With her, I am more favored than Qin Youyou back then. You must know that Qin Youyou is a fool in Aunt Yun's eyes, and behind her is the powerful and wealthy Wen family!Zhao Tianqi doesn't care, Zhang Shaoyun will never see himself being bullied at Zhao's house!

"Please." Zhao Bohan didn't bother to move his eyes, picked up the phone, and sent Shen Ling a WeChat message.Now that the words have been deceived to this extent, I have to refrain from doing what I can and speed up the process of creating humans.

Shen Ling was making coffee in the lounge when he received the task of "pretending to be a superman".

The pervert is playing this again.

Furious, she had just rushed out of the lounge door when she almost bumped into the person who came. When she looked up, it was the second son Zhao Shulin.

"Shen Ling." Zhao Shulin finally got the chance to meet her, and if he doesn't win her over, it might be too late, "Congratulations, project manager of the advertising department, but when do you plan to celebrate?"

Shen Ling pinched the phone, but still hasn't answered, "Just now, just in time for lunch, let's talk about the future plan."

Zhao Shulin said in a low voice, but without hesitation, under the eyes of everyone in the office, he grabbed Shen Ling's arm.

Taking advantage of his father's handing over the rights of the company to him, turning Shen Ling, a rare talent, into his woman is the best gift for his brother.

ah!Zhao Shulin was in a great mood, thinking that she had lost the report, it was really a perfect loss.