Lin Tingyou has always thought that the woman who twists and turns delicately in bed is the most beautiful, which will make his blood boil, ride a horse, and have primitive desires/hopes and impulses.

However, now looking at An Yixi, who is sinking into the wall, there is a sense of beauty that moves like a rabbit and is as quiet as a place/child, and an indescribable feeling flows in my heart.

That woman was his, and because it was his, he felt the blood boiling all over his body again.

"Where did you just go?" He asked, sitting on An Yixi's table, lazy and evil, his voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were burning on An Yixi.

An Yixi didn't raise his head, sorted out the text in his hand, and said coldly: "I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you now, I'm going to have a meeting in the finance room in three minutes." ”

Lin Tingyou didn't like that she couldn't see her in her eyes, so he suppressed her Wen Jiàn and said softly: "Xiaoxi, you don't have to fight so hard, you can rely on me." ”

An Yixi raised his head indifferently, glanced at Lin Tingyou, seemed to see a short-term tenderness in his eyes, remembering that he was also overflowing with this tenderness for Xia Hemei last night, and pulled the corners of his mouth, "You can't be trusted." ”

"At least I still own 15% of Anmei's shares, Xiaoxi, we are tied to the same grasshopper, you should trust me more."

An Yixi fell on Wen Jiàn again, and said coldly: "Then I persuade Mr. Lin to sell me 15% of the Anmei shares in your hand, and you can also exchange 5% of the beauty, otherwise, when Anmei is in debt, don't come to me to cry." ”

Lin Tingyou was laughed at by An Yixi's three words of crying nose, which was meaningful, and put his hand on the top of An Yixi's head, which looked like a soft doting.

An Yixi didn't like his action very much, as if he wanted to control her in the palm of his hand, and then he opened his arm with his hand and stood up resolutely, "I'm going out for a meeting, Mr. Lin is at will." ”

An Yixi strode out.

Lin Tingyou looked at her back thoughtfully, and a layer of mist was covered in his pupils, and he couldn't figure it out himself.

An Yixi came out of the conference room and twisted her neck, especially tired.

Just now, I asked the finance office to sort out the operating status, expenses, income, reserve funds, and the balance of the company's funds this year.

After sorting out, An Yixi found that the situation was really not optimistic.

The sales volume of Anmei at every counter is on a downward trend, and some high-end shopping malls have withdrawn their counters directly, and the balance of Anmei on the account is only 12 million.

An Yixi walked into the office tiredly.

Lin Tingyou was still in her office, sitting in her place, closing the text, after the demonic gaze fell on An Yixi's body, he smiled evilly and said: "Tomorrow, before signing the share transfer agreement, I will first distribute this year's profits, there are already 200 million in the account of the beauty, and you can get 40 million in advance for 20% of the shares you transfer, which is more than Anmei's total income in the past two years." ”

No one will get along with money, Anmei will have a series of investments in the future, she needs money, besides, she deserves it, she doesn't need to cheap those people on the board.

"Thank you." An Yixi made it clear that Lin Tingyou had indeed helped her in this matter.

Lin Tingyou smiled when he heard her say thank you, "Then, can you invite me to dinner as your thank you." ”

"I'm a little tired today, let's do it tomorrow, tomorrow when the dust settles, I won't owe you this meal." An Yixi said tiredly.

A meal is still a favor, and it's worth it.