The reason for this question is because the president's secretary, Summer, suddenly approached him a few days ago and asked him to arrange for a cleaner to come in in his name.

But what he couldn't figure out was that since you know the president, you must have some nepotism in the eighteenth generation of the clan, but you were arranged for a cleaner position, isn't it a bit too much?

Is it the eyeliner arranged at the bottom?

But why arrange it through him?

Wang Yu was puzzled.

“…… Uh"

Xia Yan was a little stunned by his sudden question, but then shook his head.

"I don't know."

"Okay, that's okay, you can get out."

Xia Yan didn't know a word, which made Wang Yu feel that this matter was even more bizarre.

Summer is definitely only for the president.

"Hmm."

Xia Yan nodded, turned around and came to the door.

"Bell."

There was a knock on the door.

At the same time, Xia Yan opened the door.

Seeing the people outside the door, she smiled slightly, nodded, signaled hello, and left.

Zhao Shuiqian watched her disappear at the end of the corridor with a surprised face, then retracted her gaze, swept the corridor and saw no one else, before she walked in and snapped the door lock lightly with her backhand.

Wang Yu, who was in the boss's chair in front of the table, glanced at her indifferently, lowered his eyes, and looked through the documents on the table.

"Didn't you tell you that you weren't allowed to come to the office to see me at the company?"

"What's your relationship with her?"

Zhao Shuiqian wrinkled her nose, came to his back in a huff, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What can we do?"

Wang Yu untied her hand that had fallen on his chest and stood up with an indifferent expression.

In the face of his alienation, Zhao Shuiqian bit her lip and said indignantly.

"She also said that it doesn't matter, she said that she is related to you, you have so many relatives there, I think she is clearly your Xiaomi."

"You'd better swallow this sentence back in your stomach, if it reaches other people's ears, my position as a manager may not be guaranteed!"

Wang Yu frowned and warned in a cold voice.

Because she is most likely the eyeliner sent by Yi Beihan.

Zhao Shuiqian pouted, feeling that he was scaring her.

"You haven't been to anyone for a week, you said you didn't change your mind, what is it? I don't believe you can go more than three days without touching a woman. ”

She's been with him for three years, can she not understand the demands of his body?

"You don't have to guess at me, I've been working overtime lately."

Yi Beihan snatched V's contract halfway, but he choked Chu Yu enough, so he gave him an ultimatum that he must not let the Chinese Dream Disneyland be successfully completed in his hands.

"Then you used to work overtime a lot...... Isn't it still alive at night? ”

Zhao Shuiqian's slender white arms like water snakes wrapped around the crook of his sturdy arms.

"This is the office, you don't come!"

Wang Yu pushed her away and sat back in the boss's chair with an angry face.

"I don't, and the president isn't in the company anyway......"

Zhao Shuiqian unbuttoned her shirt and stood in front of him, her eyebrows and eyes sultry, one, two......

"Yu, come on, I miss you so much, I want to ...... every night"

Zhao Shuiqian bypassed the long table, came to Wang Yu's side, and gently turned the swivel chair under him, prompting him to face him, ride on him with his legs, hook his neck with his arms, and pouted his plump red lips, which was infinitely seductive.

"You goblin!"

Wang Yu said angrily, and stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist.

After that.

Zhao Shuiqian got dressed and stayed on Wang Yu's lap.

"I just made you comfortable, and you're going to find me tonight."