A Naive Short-tempered Girl

‘Aotian ... do n’t go to work, okay? ’

‘No, there are many things in the company that I need to deal with. ‘In Yu Aotian ’s memory, any woman who has followed him ca n’t wait for him to stay, but ... Luo Yaoyao seems to be the first person to ask him to go to work! "I didn't say I wouldn't go, right? I told you to go first. You go to work at 8 o'clock, but I'm 10 o'clock."

Uh ... yes, she forgot. As soon as Yao Yao sat up, she immediately lay down. She was still embarrassed wearing clothes in front of Yu Aotian: "Can you ... turn around first?"

Yu Aotian shook her head helplessly and slowly carried her back. If it wasn't for his good mood this morning, she wouldn't care about her request!

"I'll go first." After getting dressed, Yaoyao left the villa.

After a while, Yuaotian also left for the company.

"Aotian, why do you look so bad, haven't you slept well?" Longqi's manager's office, Long Qi tilted Erlang's legs, looked at the monitor screen, and asked the listless Yu Aotian.

"Ok."

"His, you didn't go to the sister-in-law or the nightclub yesterday. Why didn't you sleep well?"

"How do you know I didn't go to Meiyun?"

"Uh ... she called me yesterday and asked where you are. I said I don't know. Now, Aotian, where did you go? Is there a new girlfriend again?" Long Qi couldn't help smirking.

"Long Qi! You can still do it. I'm leaving now." Yu Aotian stood up and was about to leave. Yu Guang inadvertently noticed the monitor in the elevator.

I saw a middle-aged bald man standing behind Yao Yao. Subsequently, he intentionally left a pen on the ground. The moment Yao Yao stooped to pick it up, the man quickly touched her butt.

Instantly, Yu Aotian's face became extremely gloomy!

"I rely on, salty pig hands? Flat chest really is, there is a look of bullying in the sky, there is no way!" Long Qi said unhappyly.

Just listened to the deep voice of Yu Aotian that was almost death. "Which department is he from ?!"

"Uh, it seems to be the manager of the finance department."

"Bring him to my office in a while!" Then Yu Aotian left quickly ...

About half an hour later, Long Qi found the fat financial manager.

"Mr. Long, do you know what President Yu is looking for?" Behind Long Qi, the obese man began to mutter.

"You don't know if you go."

"Uh, Manager Long, who in the company doesn't know that you have a good relationship with President Yu? Would you like to disclose something? Is it possible that it is related to promotion?"

"Did I tell you, you will know when you go!" Long Qi said impatiently, and opened the door of the president's office. "Bring it," he said, lying on the sofa in the office half-turned.

At this moment, Royal Sky is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and playing indoor miniature golf. The sun was so extraordinary on his tall body.

This is the first time that this obese manager has seen the rumor that the leader and the mind are first-class leaders, so he is obviously a little nervous: "Yu, Yu."

As if he didn't hear the fat manager's greeting, Yu Aotian was still playing golf by himself.

The fat manager had to stand quietly waiting for the president's speech. In his spare time, he could not help glancing at Mo Xuetong, who was also in the office.

She is the most beautiful goddess in the company. She has long white legs, a plump top, and a slim waist. If you could kiss Fangze, it would be ... wonderful! Thinking of this, the obese manager couldn't help swallowing drool, and the lower body also had an unbearable agitation.

"Have you seen enough?" A condensed voice came, and Yu Aotian finally stopped playing golf, his hands supporting the club standing on the ground with a smirk and looked at the obese manager standing at the door.

"Yu, Yu, you, what do you mean?" He said, the fat manager's forehead couldn't help but a drop of cold sweat, and Ming Yu always played golf, how could he notice that he was peeping at Mo Xuetong?

"Oh." Yu Aotian smiled coldly and rubbed his fingers to make a loud sound.

Before the obese manager could respond, the office door was pushed open by two men in black.

Can not help but say, they grabbed the obese manager and pressed him directly on the small golf course, and covered his golf hole with his head.

"Yu, Yu ...

"Open your mouth." Yu Aotian opened her mouth with a smile.

But the obese manager was even more panicked when he heard this: "Mr. Yu, what do you mean?"

Suddenly, the smile on Yuaotian's face disappeared, and he waved the cue in his hand and hit the obese manager's mouth.

"Ah!" Several yellow teeth were mixed with blood stains running down the manager's thick lips, and he showed an extremely painful expression.

"I don't like to talk repeatedly." Apparently, Yu Aotian had lost his patience, and his tone was as cold as hell.

The obese manager was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide.

I saw, when Ao Tian swung his club, the white golf ball rolled vigorously along the runway and hit the left eyeball of the obese manager directly. "what!!"

Looking at the terrible sight, Yu Aotian covered her mouth in surprise, jokingly, "Well, it's too far off." Then, he was a fierce swing.

This time, the golf ball hits directly on the bridge of the obese manager.

He couldn't stand it anymore, trembling and begging: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, President Yu ... I, I didn't mean to peep at Secretary-General Mo."

Who knows, as soon as he asked for mercy, Yu Aotian's expression suddenly turned into anger. He walked quickly to the obese manager and waved his golf club and kept beating his head: "I *** call you Open your mouth well, you say a fart? !!! Did I tell you to speak ?! "

The dazzling blood splattered on Yu Aotian's trousers, and when one of the obese managers was held down, he saw this and quickly wiped his trouser legs with paper.

‘Papa’ threw away the club in his hand, Yu Aotian condensed and glanced at the dying obese manager, and said gloomily, “How does my woman ’s **** feel?”

This time the obese manager was completely awakened. The elevator lady who had just taken advantage of him was Yu Aotian ’s underground lover? This can be described as a sudden disaster for Sexin. "Mr. Yu, Ms. Yu ... Please, please forgive me this time, I will never dare."

Seeing this, Yu Aotian sighed in sympathy: "All right, then forgive you."

"Really? Thank you! Thank you, President Yu." The obese manager nodded his head.

But only those who have dealt with Yu Aotian will know what kind of man he is! If Yu Aotian can have sympathy, it is estimated that he is not Yu Aotian! <