Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

In the low voice, the canonization was not finished yet, but Luo Yangyang frowned and then stared at the canonization. He stared at the canonization with a suspicious blush on his small face.

"Asshole! I'm going!" Luo Yangyang didn't wait for the canonization to finish, and hurriedly blocked him.

Immediately, she was afraid that if she agreed too slowly, she would be dissatisfied with the canonization, so she picked up the notebook and got up and went out first.

Canonization is a **** bastard bastard!

The big bastard!

He threatened her again!

Seeing Luo Yangyang, who was leaving in anger, the stern brows of the canonization picked out an arc of trickery.

In order to avoid appearing with the canonization, Luo Yangyang deliberately speeded up the pace, and after Yaquan entered, she followed in.

She could perceive that there were several sights projected on her, and she blindly lowered her head without looking at people, and walked to the corner with her notebook.

The meeting room is super large, with a long oval table placed in the middle. Luo Yangyang is in the corner of the left and rear of Fengsheng. He can see her as long as he tilts his head slightly.

There were several rows of extra chairs, Luo Yangyang sat down on the leftmost one.

The canonization was the last one to enter the meeting room. He saw Luo Yangyang sitting in the corner at a glance, and didn't step up to say anything, he just sat down on his first president.

The meeting began, and the male voices of various timbres sounded one after another. Luo Yangyang didn't get distracted to listen, and couldn't understand it anyway.

She typed silently, thinking about her new script.

Two or three hours later, the meeting was not over yet, and the canonization of the meeting seriously suddenly remembered that Luo Yangyang was also in the office.

He tilted his head slightly and saw Luo Yangyang stood up for some time, standing in front of the window at this time, looking out the window boredly.

Luo Yangyang, wearing a professional suit, still had a pair of seven or eight centimeter high heels under his feet, and he didn't know how long he had been standing.

Seeing her quietly admiring the city view of the high-rise buildings outside the window, Fengsheng withdrew his sight again and continued to listen to the manager's analysis report.

The positions of the two sitting and standing tended to be level. Even if the canonization did not deliberately tilt their heads, Luo Yangyang could be caught from the corner of their eyes.

After ten minutes, he noticed a problem.

Luo Yangyang was bending his left leg slightly at this time, moving the weight of his body to stand on his right leg.

When the canonization looked over, she exchanged her legs to stand with her right leg slightly bent.

She has changed her posture with her legs exchanged many times.

Fengsheng once again tilted her head and condensed her two legs under her black suit and trousers.

The little thing should be tired after standing for a long time, why don’t you sit there with chairs behind?

Luo Yangyang is a little tired, but it's okay, mainly because he is not used to the high heels under his feet.

Standing on the top floor of a tall building, she looked at the bustling city, her mind empty.

"come."

Suddenly, the cold, mellow voice of the saint rang out in the voice of experience.

The manager immediately stopped talking, and a faint cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

When the president interrupts his subordinates in the reporting process, nine out of ten, there will be nothing good.

However, when the manager looked at the canonization with trembling trembling, they found that their president Fengda did not look at him coldly.

Following Fengsheng's slightly tilted head's gaze, everyone in the meeting room's gaze fell on Luo Yangyang who was standing in front of the window.

Luo Yangyang faced the crowd outside the window with his back to the meeting, and did not realize that he had become the focus of everyone.

Yaquan was standing five meters away from Luo Yangyang. Seeing that the situation was not good, he walked towards Luo Yangyang and whispered beside her: "Miss Yangyang, the boss is calling you."

Luo Yangyang turned his head and saw Ya Quan's serious baby face.

Is the canonization calling her?

Isn't he in a meeting?

Luo Yangyang's big eyes looked innocently and puzzledly towards the canonization, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and became nervous inexplicably.

Why is everyone staring at her?

In front of the senior members of the Feng Family Group, Feng Sheng stretched out his right hand towards Luo Yangyang without evasiveness: "Come here."