Almighty heartthrob she's wild and sassy

This is not the place around Cheng's, where there is strict control, and it won't be too lively.

Standing in place for 5 minutes, let alone a car, she couldn't even see the shadow of Cheng Jialan, so she had no choice but to walk forward quickly.

Knowing that Cheng Jialan would not stay any longer, Bei Minghuang walked behind her oblique stone pillar and looked at the woman who couldn't catch the car, and gently turned the key ring on her fingertips, looking very comfortable.

The warm wind blew up, stirring the hem of Cheng Jialan's clothes. The length of the windbreaker was impressive, and she didn't wear a skirt inside.

The hem of the clothes was blown up by the wind, exposing all the white and plump legs, and the scenery was dazzling.

The cloudy scene soon became dark and depressed, replaced by an endless fire cloud.

At this moment, there are only 10 minutes left before the time agreed with her uncle.

Cheng Jialan quickened her pace. Right now, the General Administration Bureau behind her was getting smaller and smaller. She was about to walk out of this silent circle, and her heart relaxed.

"Crackling." Suddenly, the sound of heavy objects crushing stones pierced through the eardrums and stimulated Cheng Jialan's nerves. He turned around slowly and saw that annoying face.

Bei Minghao waved his hand in a good mood to signal Cheng Jialan to continue, driving slowly, with a relaxed expression.

If Cheng Jialan had something heavy in hand at this time, she would definitely smash the car in front of her!

People can't escape either!

"Buzzing-" The sound of the engine behind him became more and more violent, and Cheng Jialan could clearly feel the car accelerating.

Gradually, the distance between the two narrowed, and Bei Minghuang drove slowly beside Cheng Jialan, and the old man at the head of the village drove faster than him!

"Miss Cheng, taking a car is always more efficient than walking. Don't be stubborn, you will be the one who will suffer in the end." Bei Mingyu leaned his elbows on the car window, speaking contemptuously.

She took a step forward and followed the convenience. This is determined not to let her go, right?

"Get out of the car." Cheng Jialan's voice was cool.

Hearing this, Bei Mingluo subconsciously frowned, and Cheng Wangxi was forced to leave halfway. Although he told Cheng Jialan to stay and take care of him, he would never let Cheng Jialan stay in the General Administration Bureau for too long.

"If you're in a hurry, get in the car, and I'll see you off." Bei Mingyu only thought that she was annoyed, and took a step back in words.

"I said, get out of the car." Cheng Jialan repeated.

10 minutes, enough for her to squander.

"Crack." Opening the car door, Bei Mingluo got out of the car, only to stand in front of Cheng Jialan, and in the next second, he watched the other party take his place like a wind.

Bei Mingyu: "..."

Her fingers brushed against the side of the steering wheel, but the key was not there, so she couldn't start the car at all. She looked at the man outside the car, and the key was hanging from Bei Mingyu's fingertips with a clear light.

"Sit in." Cheng Jialan ordered.

With a slight frown, Beiming Jue did as he did, and by the way threw her the car keys, but Cheng Jialan, who was full of resentment, didn't intend to give the other party a chance to catch his breath.

The moment he was seated, a great force pulled Bei Mingyu's body forward.

The car shot out in a straight line like a sharp arrow on a tight string. Bei Mingyu grabbed the handrail without changing his face, stabilizing his figure, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

And then......

The laughter directly turned into voice presumptuously, and the chuckle was a bit blurred in the surging wind and waves, but Cheng Jialan could hear it clearly.

The speed of the car was increased again, the windows were all rolled down, and the cold wind whizzed past, forming bursts of loud noise in the ears.

In the last minute, the car arrived at Cheng's on time.

"Here-" The sound of the brakes seemed to be piercing the eardrums. The speed of the car was too fast, and Cheng Jialan's body fell down uncontrollably under the huge traction.

"Boom!" The sound of the clavicle hitting the steering wheel was dull, but the expected pain did not sweep through the whole body.

Cheng Jialan and the steering wheel were pinching the warm and slightly bullet-like touch.

"Where did you get hurt?" Bei Minglin's tone was heavy, unconsciously tinged with anxiety.

The body was forcibly pushed away by the man, Cheng Jialan raised his fist against Bei Minghao's chest, and with the other hand, he turned the car key to a certain angle, and the car was completely turned off.

"I'm very good."

"Go back and don't let my uncle see you."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Jialan got out of the car, leaving only a haughty back of Bei Mingyu.

He didn't get out of the car to chase, this is the Cheng family, there are many people around, even if he wants to tell the world that Cheng Jialan is his, but he must be precise in what he should do.

*

The president's office is on the top floor, and Cheng Jialan entered through the exclusive passage. She still doesn't know what's wrong with Cheng's.

However, she was in a hurry to come back not only because of her uncle, but the most important point...

Her uncle was called away by a phone call, which meant that Cheng's problem must be serious, and this was the best time to get into the attention of Cheng's shareholders.

She won't let it go.

"Miss, the president is a little busy, please wait patiently." The staff who came to greet him were unfamiliar faces, but their attitude was very good and they knew how to measure.

"Let's go in directly, and you follow behind me." Cheng Jialan interrupted the other party's idea of ​​continuing to serve.

"Knock knock."

"Trash! You can all throw away the list you talked about earlier. Is Cheng's too low-key these years?"

In recent years, Cheng Wangxi's image in the city has been too positive, and the Cheng family is also thriving. He rarely has moments of anger, but now is an exception.

In a fit of rage, Cheng Wangxi roared like thunder, his voice was loud, dry and hoarse, which made people's heart shudder after hearing it.

The employees who followed Cheng Jialan held back the trembling in their hearts. It is definitely not a small thing that can make Mr. Cheng angry.

"Knock, knock." Cheng Jialan knocked on the door again, and Cheng Jialan was very patient.

"Come in." Indoors, Cheng Wangxi's tone was gloomy and cold, and the huge president's office was filled with a strange and gloomy atmosphere, feeling suffocated and depressed.

"uncle."

"Come?" Cheng Wangxi softened his attitude and motioned for Cheng Jialan to take a seat.

Everyone at the scene held their breath and dared not speak out, for fear that they would be the first to be targeted if they were the first ones.

"Let's all go out." Cheng Jialan said lightly, and within a minute, everyone left immediately with the documents.

"Let's go, you are tired today, go back to the ancestral house early to rest." Cheng Wangxi couldn't hide the fatigue between his brows, and his voice weakened.

Just now he was furious, and a wave of evil fire was stuck in his throat, now his throat is astringent and painful, the taste is not good.

"What can make uncle angry?"

"The people below are not capable, so they should be replaced. There are too many people who are proud of their talents. Uncle will find someone else if he is not comfortable with it."

"Wow--" The hot tea in the cup was misty, and at the end of the sentence, Cheng Jialan pushed the hot tea in front of Cheng Wangxi.

"Drink it, the best Yuqian Longjing at the moment."

"Are you coaxing uncle like a child?" Cheng Wangxi laughed and replied, drinking tea is the most suitable after getting angry.

"There was a collaboration between Cheng and Lan. At that time, I didn't have a good impression of Lan Fuchuan, and I didn't control it myself."

"Moreover, the bad thing is that the middleman of this order is the Huang family."

The hot tea poured into his throat to relieve some dry pain, Cheng Wangxi frowned, this matter is a bit tricky.

The people under the Cheng family were not good at methods, and the middleman of the Huang family changed their minds temporarily, and did not take any action to control the situation. In the end, the loss of the order was the second best thing. The key was the attitude of the Lan family.

Lan Fuchuan took the initiative to contact Amazon's doctor, but the Cheng family couldn't get in the way at all.

In other words, find a doctor... Lan Fuchuan has all the right to speak!

The Cheng family was in an extremely passive situation, especially when the marriage between the two families fell through, which could be regarded as dirty. At this time, it was revealed that there was a problem with the previous business. Wouldn't it be a slap in the face to the Lan family?

On the opposite side, Cheng Jialan pinched the teacup with her fingers, and looked at the rippling tea in the cup, her heart skipped a beat.