The richest man's little dumb gl

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Yu Chi has a tricky mouth and has relatively high requirements for food. One of the reasons why he opened a food street downstairs in the group was to satisfy his own appetite.

I still remember the way Li Xuan looked at her at that time, especially indescribable.

However, only for a short while.

When the little girl saw Li Zhen's eyes like a sparkling bunny, another innocent girl bowed down under Mr. Li's pomegranate skirt. He is the kind of person who likes to go out to eat with Li Zhen the most, and he can get all the eyes of the audience.

It's a pity that not [-]% of the eyes are reserved for him, the remaining [-]% are elderly people, and [-]% are gay.

"Miss Sister, you look so beautiful!" Huaying complained wildly in her heart, her face twitching in embarrassment.

Yu Chi leaned closer to Li Xuan, "Look, it's the innocent girl who was murdered by you again, look at the rhythm of that hand getting ready to hold the phone, God, why no one likes my little fresh meat!"

He looks so handsome in vain and tender, he looks thin in clothes, and has flesh when he takes off his clothes. He can't compare to that cold stone. The point is that it doesn't matter if you look at him.

well!still a...

Li Yan sat on the chair, and Chi went to pick up the meal. Her appetite was getting weaker and worse, in other words, her appetite was poor.

"Sister Li, Sister Chan, big boss, Mr. Li, this buffet is calculated on a per-person basis. You can just drink a bowl of porridge, 168 yuan. If you have money but don't spend it, it's not such a làng expense method..." Yu Chi Gossiping on the side, like an old lady.

Li Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, drank the porridge for a while, and after a few mouthfuls, the pain in his stomach arose again, and he was burning hot.

The voice over there seemed to have stopped, and there was a little melancholy on Yu Chi's always smiling and gentle face.

On the other side, Lin Zixia walked into the office, and saw a woman with heavy makeup sitting on her chair.

"Miss Lin, I want to ask why my work can't be entered in the competition, where it can't catch your eyes, but this is not up to you, you can submit my work now, or you will see it .”

Lin Zixia was unmoved, but just stared at her fixedly.

The woman was stunned by her eyes, and she felt a burst of anger, "Who are you? With that level of design, if my aunt is here, I will kill you in seconds, and my work is not designed well. Oh, she belongs to my aunt...my work! Don't give shame, shameless, a small designer is holding you in the hands of Director Fang..."

The woman's name was Ding Liu, and her works were ranked among the best among the 72 candidates, but Lin Zixia didn't choose her, which made her feel angry.

"Miss, if your work is not selected, it means that there is something wrong with it. If you want me to go out for personal gain, talk to your Director Fang." There was no room for turning points in Lin Zixia's words.

Ding Liu cursed viciously a few times, and made a 2, "I'll give you 20, let me in."

You must know that the performance commission is not even 5.

Lin Zixia opened the door, "Please leave."

There were a few colleagues working overtime outside, and the pride in Ding Liu's words was half lost, "Okay, remember it for me!"

She walked out arrogantly, and the seven centimeter high heels made a sharp ticking sound on the floor.

Lin Zixia frowned and picked up the documents on the office, "Take your things."

Ding Liu had only stepped halfway, and when she heard this, she turned around sharply, staggered and fell to the floor, and let out an ouch, a colleague who was working overtime hurried over to support her.

When she saw the work that Lin Zixia was holding in her hands, she understood, and hurriedly helped him to the infirmary.

Ding dong, two messages came in.

Flower shadow: picture jpg

Huaying: Sister Xia, you left too early, super good-looking little beauty sister, this temperament, this face, this figure, all of them are very good. (Marmot screams!)

Clicking on the photo, Lin Zixia was slightly dazed.

In the photo, a woman in a white shirt lowered her eyes, shaking the silver-white spoon every now and then. Her fingertips were slender and slender, with perfect golden proportions.

That finger was in the dream, grabbing her breath bit by bit, powerful and strong.

In the dream, the wildfire started a prairie fire, and the two were intertwined.

Save it and set the screensaver.

Subconsciously, Lin Zixia turned off the screen with a guilty conscience, not daring to look at that photo again.

Chapter 41

Charm. Customization Center.

Oxford dictionary definition means attraction, magic, allure...

Usually when the company opens or other supermarkets open, Li Yan never goes there, but the group that this customization center faces belongs to the wealthy group.

The annual yellow gold membership fee alone costs 1000 million, and a proof of assets exceeding [-] million is also required.

"Mr. Li is really a dragon and a phoenix among people. The stock just went up and down this morning, and he opened a customization center in the afternoon. Don't forget about any good projects in the future." A middle-aged man with a big belly just walked over with champagne. He was pulled aside by Yu Chi.

Li Xun is in charge of town, and he is in charge of communication, known as a flower in communication.

After coping with it again and again, Yu Chi went smoothly, but that Xu Ming was a stubborn stubble, "Little Mr. Xu, Mr. Li really doesn't drink at all in our family. Come on, replace wine with tea, and I'll drink three glasses myself." .”

It's not about not drinking at all, it's clear that once you drink, you can't stop, and getting drunk is even more frightening.

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