I went through being adopted as an orphan, wanted the first son of the family, and seduced the in-laws, and was exposed to the scandal at the engagement dinner.
I just wanted to say, if there was another chance, I would never read such a bloody Mary Sue novel before I died.
One.
My name is Song Dynasty, the adopted orphan daughter of Song, who is a small white Lotus with a deep heart, a lack of love, and a desperate means to make money.
Mrs. Song gave birth to three sons, especially a daughter, but she was unable to do so, so she chose her daughter in the orphanage, the sweet, sweet and smiling Song Dynasty.
Since then, the Song Dynasty has come to power, with nobility, not only graduated from an Ivy League school as the first in the financial system, but also successfully gained the management of the Song Hotel.
It’s in Mary Sue’s novel, and it’s a venomy.
You know, the woman in Mary Sue’s novels, who’s only a poor, beautiful, stubborn, clean and innocent woman, and who calls you a pig.
In order to shape my vicious value, the author added to me, heartbrokenly, brother-in-law, a broad range — but not limited to cousins, cousins, cousins, brother-in-law.
So now I, Song Dynasty, am a vicious woman with a deep heart and a heart.
– I’m not saying, why would a financial schoolgirl do something stupid like stripping herself off to his brother’s bed?
Can you respect the reader’s IQ?
I put down a coffee cup with anger and a little loud.
Song Veng’s eyelids were raised, and Amber’s eyes were set on me for a moment, “I know you don’t like new buds, but you really don’t have to work against her.” The minutes were wrong and could be rewrited. She wrote them for the first time. I’m sorry.
Oh, forget to mention that the Song Dynasty is now the director of the hotel, running the twenty-five-star hotel on Song. The hostess’ sprout was a first-time college student, who had the courage to confront the boss in public (Song Veng) and had the benefit of Song Veng.
Unfortunately, she met Song Dynasty, a woman with a bad heart who had done everything for Song Veng.
If you remember correctly, yesterday the Song Dynasty publicly criticized the new sprouts in front of everyone, saying that she was impatient and reckless, undermining the image of the elite group.
So soon, you’ve blown it to Song Veng?
Although I do not recognize the contradiction between the Song dynasty and the Song dynasty, I am using this body, which is somewhat in agreement.
“When my brother put the new sprouts in my hands, he said that I should sharpen them so that she could rise up and do your general help.” How can I be blamed in the end? I’m sorry.
Soong Veng’s face was stiff, and he whispered, “I know that you’re kind, new-faced, and you have much to talk to her in private, and how to do it.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “I’ve been busy buying Liang for months, and I don’t have time to teach children in private. If you’re so good at teaching, why don’t you let Sumi be your intern and teach him yourself? I’m sorry.
So I stood up and saw me in complexity: “You have changed.” I’m sorry.
I know what he didn’t say: I didn’t care much about him, and I even pushed the girl who liked him around.
I didn’t care to pack up and go, and I laughed, “Brother, next month on my birthday, give me the car. I want the blue gray one. I’m sorry.
He suddenly called out to me: “Do you want to go to Antarctica with you?” I’m sorry.
He’s got a test in his eyes, he’s got a problem, he’s got a curiosity, and I find it ironic.
In the original book, Song Dynasty wished to go to the South Pole with Song Veng, but not until she received the box.
When she ran after him, he was cold and tired. Now I don’t care about him, but he’s starting to show off and test.
People like Song Veng are truly inferior.
I smiled and said, “No, I’ll take my boyfriend with me. You know, year.
It’s fun to play with a little milk dog. I’m sorry.
With a glass door in his hand, he didn’t care to read what was in his amber eyes.
Emotion.
The elevator door opened and met the bud.
I’m surprised when she sees me. It’s the life of her master.
Paper can’t hide it.
I said, “Spring, if you remember correctly, our hotel headquarters is two places away.
What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
And the bud looked at me, and his eyes were red, and he cried, and he was so sorry: “Listen to me.
Release. I’m sorry.
I turned around and saw SONG come out of the CEO’s office and sprung up.
Behind me, I looked up to my eyes, “I was looking for a new bud.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Oh, I can’t look at them.” I walked straight into the elevator while I was at it.
It’s not closed yet. Smile at them.
He said he’d teach you with his own hands. I’m sorry.
The eye of the new sprouts lighted, pulling my brother’s sleeve, shyly saying, “Mr. Song,
Is it true what she said? “Song Veng didn’t look at her and looked at me in the eye, as if I didn’t want to be with her.
Jealous and confused about how I became like this.
In the end, he opened his mouth and said something different: “You’re going south with the little dog.”
Extreme? I’m sorry.
I smiled: “What the hell do you care? I’m sorry.
He squeezed his fist, and it was ugly.
The elevator door closed.
I thought I’d make up for the mirror in the elevator.
Go on.
Practice in the entertainment business is good, but it’s just not clean, the club.
There’s no need for that. There’s nothing to talk about except the amount of wine; either go back to the mother.
School, see if you can pick up a student.
Well, it’s kind of a headache.
The elevator door was opened at this time and came in with a young man in a white shirt.
By reflecting through the mirror, he can see his eyelids and his shirt buttons to the top.
One, full of straight legs and pretty good pants. He’s staring right now.
The documents in your hand, the fingers with the pen, are white.
This kind of abstinence is as if it meant something. I don’t know when he’s in love.
Wait, can your cheeks still be white as jade? The car was suddenly completely dark and shuddered several times.
Really? An elevator accident?
You wrote Mary Sue’s novel. It’s not the whole book, is it?
I’m in the belly. Young man turned on the flashlight, pressed a few elevators, nothing.
Respond, then dial the rescue phone and find no signal.
And then he finally remembered me in the elevator, and he came and said, “Please, you can…
Let’s see if your phone still has a signal. I’m sorry.
I took out my cell phone, unlocked the screen, and it was right there, and the car was shaking.
Come on, I stepped on my heels and I couldn’t stand it. I jumped in his arms.
He held me steady. I could feel his muscles through his thin shirt sleeve.
Meat, is warm and powerful.
“Are you all right?” He said.
I stood up on his shoulder and noticed that he was more than I was wearing seven-centimeter heels.
Up half a head.
185 didn’t run away.
When I stood up, my ankles hurt, and I frowned, and I was forced back in his arms: “I am.”
I twisted my foot. I’m sorry.
I opened my mouth and I was just going to ask him his name.
The noise – the young men let me loose and turned to the elevator door, and said, “Please hurry up, someone is hurt inside. I’m sorry.
Then he went down, he took off my heels, and his finger touched his ankle: “Is this it?” Or here?”
The elevator door was opened, the light was pouring in, and I stretched out my hand to cover my eyes and saw a crowd of people outside.
Including those who wait for the elevator, my assistants who have heard the news, and Soong Veng and his new bud.
The young man knew clearly that the elevator door had been opened and was still in a half-touch position, trying out the specific part of my injury slowly and occasionally looking up at me, “Is it here? I’m sorry.
Turns out he knows me.
We asked: “Who are you?”
He put on my shoes, and his silver heels were shining in his hands, and he was so small and he was so cute.
Then he stood up, held me firm, and smiled for a short while: “I am the game of Chu.” I’m sorry.
This scene was supposed to be a special iconic play, in which men and women trapped in elevators were in love with the suspension effect and engaged in obscenity while in the dark, and I finally learned his name, which he clearly knew long ago. I should’ve kept asking, but Song Veng went into the car and took the princess.
I, too, used to go back and look at the game and say, “Go to the hospital.” I’m sorry.
I saw him in the elevator in his black pants.
Like a tree, but the eyes grow and calm, and Seo follow me.
He saw me looking at him with a brief smile on his quiet and indifferent face.
Enough contrast, enough charm.
I think there’s a candidate for Antarctica.
Two.
It’s just an ankle twist. Just put some ice on it.
Song Veng sent a man to see me, and the fruit basket never went away.
I finally couldn’t help but say to the secretary, “Lock the door and thank you at the door.
Guests. I’m sorry.
She nodded her head and asked, “What if Song comes?” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “So did the King of Heaven. I’m sorry.
But soon he was beaten in the face because my mother, Mrs. Song, came.
Mrs. Song truly loves the Song Dynasty, even if it turns out that the Song Dynasty is a foot.
She didn’t give up the Song Dynasty.
Dynasty. It was only a blessing for the Song Dynasty that the accident did not wake up.
With this in mind, my attitude towards Mrs. Song has been very gentle.
Yeah, I didn’t even hear what she said.
“Well, then it’s a deal. Dinner’s next Sunday, the Greion Hotel. You have to go.
Ooh. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Song was happy to go, and I was sitting on the bed.
The Grinn Hotel, the eldest son of Liang, the dating bureau before the political union.
It’s a real disaster.
When I got to Green, Liangbei was already there.
The shoulder is wide and the waist is tight.
There are rumours that he is interested in the brigade and has been in the army for many years and has attained the rank of colonel. Because
As a family heir to his grandfather, he was forced to leave the army and return to the mall.
Liangbei’s indifferent rule is like a ruler, acting in iron wrists, saying it’s not the same.
I didn’t think there was a day when I was forced to marry.
I sat down, he raised his eyelashes, and it was rare for the cold eyes of the deep sea to turn warm, and…
“Is Miss Song’s foot hurt better?” I’m sorry.
I held a knife and a fork for dinner, and I was distracted, and I said, “Just say I’m on my way.
Call you North Indochno?”
He’s holding high-foot cups and he’s acting like he’s touching a woman’s body and he doesn’t eat, and he looks at me like that.
He said for a while, “You are not the same as what has been told.” I’m sorry.
And We called upon the waiter to change the wine for white water and smiled in his bewildered eyes: “I am sorry, I am not forced to drink.” What did you say? What’s different? Tell me. I’m sorry.
Liangbei smiled softly, leaning on the back of his chair, and the sharp and oppressive eye fell on me, saying, “You are sober in the mall and you have no sense of feeling.” I wanted to see how bad a man can be, and you didn’t want to give me that chance. I’m sorry.
I ate the last piece of meat off my belly, wiped out my mouth, Svendo: “It’s not a chance, not just you, not everyone. I’m sorry.
He smiled, he didn’t smile.
Such a person and I are alike, with a good smile to disguise themselves, with absolute cruelty and absolute reason.
I’m curious. He smiles like that. What’s the big deal?
He said, “What if I could get the fresh bud out of your brother?” I’m sorry.
I laughed: “Supreme sprout for my acquisition of the Leung Hotel.” You’re too impressed with that girl. I’m sorry.
Men have a moment’s twilight.
I had a bad heart, with my elbow on the table, and my cheeks near him, and I could see him smelling of men’s perfume, and I laughed, “But if it were you, I might think about it.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, and suddenly my wrist was pulled, and I couldn’t see how he was moving. I was sitting on his thigh the next second, and Liangbei’s hands were on my waist, and he was scratching his red velvet skirt.
“It hurts. I said:
He’s relaxed, and his hands are still on my waist, not confined, but I can’t move.
It turns out there’s such a big difference in physical strength between men and women, and he’s the best.
“I didn’t think Miss Song was so relieved. So, after more than 20 years of friendship with you, Song is not very good. It’s the style of someone like Ms. Song to stop the damage in time. I’m sorry.
The position was vague, and Liangbei had calmly spoken, as if he had not held me at the moment, but had read out a Board decision at a senior company meeting.
As an opponent, I admire him.
But as a woman, I can’t stand men sitting around.
And We stretched out his hand around his neck, and his lips leaned towards his ears, and when we spoke, We spilled their breath into his sensitive ears. “I’d like to see how Mr. Liang behaved.
Not close to the female. I’m sorry.
Liangbei will be watching me for a moment, then press the button at the table, to the speaker.
“Close the field and open 1409. I’m sorry.
And the next second, he held me up, and I cried, and the velvet skirt came out of the sky.
A short arc line, and then put it on a man’s powerful arm.
And then he came to me, and he learned what I had just called, and his lips were close to my ears:
“What, so scared?”
I couldn’t help staring at him, but he laughed.
The men walked in the aisle, moving in a bit of a hurry.
In my eyes, I thought it was a tie. I broke it, too.
The elevator was open, but it wasn’t supposed to be a clean-up.
There’s a man standing in the elevator, a white shirt, black pants, a suit jacket on his elbow, eyebrow.
The eyes are clear, the lips are full of a perfect smile.
“Mr. Song, Mr. Liang.” He stopped looking at me and was very friendly.
“Did Song’s leg hurt again?” I’m sorry.
He tried to rescue me from the arms of Liangbei.
And I looked at him and I just wanted to laugh. The hands of Liangbei were tight on my waist limb, and I looked at him, and I found him staring at the young man in front of me, looking at him as if he was on guard, and his dark eyes were getting darker.
Then he said, “I have something to talk about with the Dynasty. You are one of hers. Just wait on the first floor at the cafe. I’m sorry.
“There is a secret element here that must be signed immediately by Song General.” I’m sorry.
I broke out of the arms of Liang’s northern desert, he stretched out his hand to me, and I held his finger in his hand, and laughed, “Mr. Liang, we’re all businessmen, work best, or we’ll meet again?” I’m sorry.
The face of Liangbei was heavy and heavy, and the eyes of the eagle were sharp, and he said, “I am not like you.” Work is paramount, but not always at the top.
At this point, for example, you are more important to me than any document. I’m sorry.
I think it’s funny that he’s so cool to say that he doesn’t know how to treat women.
Who are you? You say I’m important and I have to be with you?
So I told Chu to find some young and beautiful girls for Liang, and he didn’t think I was important. I’m sorry.
Liangbei agitated and said, “You don’t have to insult me in this way. I’m sorry.
He presses the elevator and goes by his sleeve. “Do you want to find a girl?” I’m sorry.
I kicked off seven centimeters of heels, barefoot on the soft carpet of the elevator, and looked up.
A young man who was clear before him and laughed, “No, be angry with him.” No way.
It’s the boss who lets his men do it.
Cover. I’m sorry.
Tru Zheng came a few steps closer to me, and his dark eyes looked at me without blinking.
“Do you need someone to protect you?” I’m sorry.
My shoulders are loose, my hands are soft, my hands are soft, my hands are soft.
Moose up.
And look at him and laugh: “It is hard to protect me, see if you have the ability. I’m sorry.
Quick-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go.
He’s supposed to be a good student, otherwise there can’t be a thin layer between the finger and the middle finger.
Cocoon.
I couldn’t bear to approach him and try to get warmer.
He stopped, he squeezed my cheek, and said, “There’s surveillance in the elevator. I’m sorry.
I’m bettin’, “Just smash it. I’m sorry.
He laughed for a while and kissed me on the forehead: “Sister, you’re so childish. I’m sorry.
Three games isn’t a good man, I don’t know, but he must be a talented man.
There’s not much to say about him in the original book, except that he’s an alumni of Song Dynasty.
Out, soon became the heart of Song Dynasty.
I traveled here to change a lot, but the cause was not ready to let go.
I’ll follow Chu’s plan, and I won’t buy or sell.
I looked at the young man who was driving, and I said, “Do you want to think about it?”
Come on, what do I have to do? I’m sorry.
He smiled, “Look how much she can afford.” I’m sorry.
I said, “If I can do what I want, within three million, you can pay for the year.
Lift. I’m sorry.
The car slows down, the young men look at me a little bit, their eyes laugh.
Money is a small matter. I want your heart. Don’t know if you’ll give it to me. I’m sorry.
And he was calm and calm, but his words went forth, and I laughed,
“I’ll be here when you conquer.” I’m sorry.
Until he answers, he opens the door.
I can come straight to work tomorrow. You can drive home.
Remember to pick me up at my house. I’m sorry.
In front of the door, the young man came and his finger slipped on my back as if
Touches something in the china. It is extreme, and it is extremely restrained.
People are coming around, and I feel like I’m getting away from my boss.
Don’t move when there’s a lot of people. I’m sorry.
Let me see your hands. The white fingertips dyed with a glamour.
Brow: Sister, it’s lipstick. I’m sorry.
I had my own place, but I returned to Song’s house today.
Mrs. Song’s name is June 30, but her real birthday is June 20.
Seven.
A high-class birthday party can talk about money and power, but it’s not about real.
Timing.
So Mrs. Song, like most people in this circle, kept her real birthday secret.
Come down and share it only with the closest relatives.
A birthday present was prepared in the morning.
The chain, she should like it.
And then I pushed the door open and the smile that I was ready to smile was frozen.
There’s a lot of people in the hall or standing or sitting, except for my three brothers, my two cousins, and…
New sprouts and Leung Riang Riang.
“Song’s good.” I’m sorry.
SONG had her shoulder and smiled and said, “Don’t call her Mr. Song at home, just call her Chao-jung. I’m sorry.
And Zhu Zhub cried out to her, and I did not mean to embarrass her, but Song took me for a favor, and I was afraid.
And it was with it that it was made of its head, and it was whispered: “I remember when I saw it, and it was drawn to you, and there was less than a man in my hand. I’ll take it. I’m sorry.
He was not informed of ordinary transfers, but the next sentence was: “To my brother’s blessing, I met him in the elevator. What do you say, God forever? I’m sorry.
Before I crossed, the Song Dynasty licked Song Wing to the point where he had the unique charm of mature men.
Song Veng later humiliated the Song Dynasty with her age, saying that in the eyes of men, a 25-year-old woman like her would never be as attractive as a young girl.
As soon as that phrase came out today, Song Veng’s face was no longer good, and he had a few points on his shoulders. I don’t want to see it anymore.
I was just about to leave this weird little magnetic field, and I saw Liangbei in the field, with a tequila in his hand, with a cold face that was not half-drunk, and about the wine was just decorative.
“Does Liang have a plan to open a mall and I wonder if it would be an honor to have Miss Song cut the lottery? I’m sorry.
And I took a cup of coconut juice from the table, and touched him with a glass of light, and laughed, “Please cut the colour.” Mr. Liang’s chest is so big. I’m sorry.
Ryanbein didn’t expect me to take advantage of him, with his tongue swirling through the mouth of the tiger, and drank a large sip of wine, and when he took the lemon juice and opened his mouth, his face fell off the ice.
Then he wooed, and said, “Wasn’t the opponent yet known, but, sir, sooner or later will be.” I’m sorry.
I don’t think so. SONG Veng has fallen down and said “There are plans for the day.” I’m sorry.
Liangbei said: “So the opening ceremony can be postponed for Miss Song. I’m sorry.
He looked at me, and his tone slowed down: “Just as long as Miss Song would like to see it.” I’m sorry.
Sometime, Song Veng sprouted, and his arms were held over my shoulder, as if he had declared ownership, and his words were cold: “There was no time for that month, she was going with me to Antarctica. I’m sorry.
Liangbein did not look at Song Wing, but asked me.
The men who had been in his ranks for many years were in fact very strong, and had fallen out of the window in the sunset, grinding his figure to iron and sharp.
He deliberately ignored Song Veng and naturally made Song Veng angry. The latter looked down at me, and his hand was strong, and he was like, “Darling, you.
Tell him you don’t have time. I’m sorry.
I smiled, and a finger opened, and I said, “Big brother, you hurt.
I am. I’m sorry.
He looked at me. Amber’s eyes were so thick, I didn’t think I would.
They’re not letting him down.
Liangbei smiled and brought me into his arms, as if the handsome eyebrows had dragons.
Tequila charisma.
He said, “Then say, “Before it has been said, “Before the way.” I’m sorry.
The man before him was clearly defeated.
THE ONE. But that does not mean that he is the winner.
Two men and one woman, who says a woman can only be a prey.
I pulled out of his arms without a trace, and smiled softly at him: “You slow down.
Talk, I’m going. I’m sorry.
Liangbei slowly lifted his eyes.
And I only smiled, and I picked up the glasses with my hand, and I never looked at them again.
My cousin sitting in the garden is Song Dynasty trying to seduce him.
Shit.
She’s got the same money as Song, and she’s far stronger than Song’s in some of the bad business. Thank you very much for being the eldest son of this generation, low-profile and highly professional.
To be honest, I do not understand why Song Dynasty chose him as a spare child because he was too smart to be trapped in love or willing to be a pawn.
Unless the deal is made, in the old days only the Alliance of Interests is the strongest.
Unfortunately, the Song Dynasty did not understand that, and it was foolish of her to be confident that thanks could be put in the hands of applause, while being in the opposite position to be cleared of the benefits.
I walked to him with a glass, and this time I came prepared to take the necessary trade, and I would never miss.
I don’t know.
For a moment and a moment, I smiled. It’s essentially the mall. If I remember correctly, SONG’s mall is run by Veng, and he won’t be able to see it. I’m sorry.
I laughed, I laughed, I laughed, and I said, “The mall’s performance is falling every year, and my brother is still operating with the old methods, and he can’t catch the young consumer groups. McKenzie’s counseling wasn’t without him. It’s over. You know, brother, a couple of big families seem to be in peace, and they’re more aggressive in the dark, rather than watching Song’s store be divided by other families. “Thank you for the silence, and for the words, “for the dynasty.
It’s time to talk to Vine. I’m sorry.
I smiled and drank, and I was very strong, and my tongue to my throat, and it was burning.
I’m a little drunk at the moment, and I see the real silence in my eyes.
This silence is the result of the sudden death of a young man who failed to honour his parents.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as I don’t say it, there are hundreds of ways to read it, and I just…
If you need to be guided by words, you can lead the way I want him to think.
I said, “You know my brother keeps me safe, he…”
Just a few words, and suddenly he smiles, and he’s always humbled.
And he laughed, and he said, “The dynasty is not true.
Yeah. I’m sorry.
The man with the gold glasses is a man’s coat, and his face is like a Buddha in a garden lamp.
The gentle colours.
But he looked into my eyes with contempt, mocking and being born.
He was born to be a noble master.
God’s ugly ducklings.
He said, “I wouldn’t look at you if it wasn’t for Song.
One shot. So, calm down, don’t make it difficult for my aunt. I’m sorry.
I’m holding on to my skirt and my hands are cuddled into fists. 4
The man rises up and walks away, and the silk shirts are particularly mild under the bright lights.
Quickly raise a glass and have a nice conversation with others.
No one knows that he’s mean and arrogant, but he’s watching the Song dynasty with his eyes open to the world.
Bumping like a bean clown.
When the wind blows, I’m alone on the bench. I’m suffocating, I hear it.
People talk.
“What you want, I won’t give you. I’m sorry.
It’s Song Wing.
He’s a little complicated, partly sympathetic, partly curious, and then another.
It’s like he’s in love.
I looked at him and I laughed, “Then give me your business, turn it all around.
Give it to me. I’m sorry.
Song wants me. It’s hard not to crush me as a brother.
He sits next to me while he’s having a personal affair.
Wait, he’s barely a qualified elder brother.
“It’s been six months since you passed out in the hospital, and you’ve shown extraordinary power.
The yearning. Dynasty. Tell me, why? I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything. I had a big drink.
He held me on his wrist, and took the glass from me, without saying it, and the amber-colored eye looked at me without blinking.
“Answer me.” He said.
How do I answer you? To tell you the truth, in the original book, a year later, you’re going to fail all the associated businesses under your banner because of the failure of the investment, and Mrs. Song is going to run around and lose her dignity and pride as a noble woman.
I don’t feel good when I look at it, or even think that it’s time to be frustrated. Only then will it be compatible with the little white woman who is a civilian, who falls with dust and writes a song of true love that is poor.
But when I’m surrounded by flowers and fire, I can’t imagine Mrs. Song, who is being watched by the stars, being brutally turned away from the door one day by the housekeeper and then taken to the bus for half a day, unable to pay for it, with the eyes of other passengers in the car.
I have no feelings for Song, but Mrs Song is important to me.
And I looked down and laughed: “Of course I know business better than you, brother. I’m sorry.
The warmth was suffocated by my own hand, Song changed his face, and he looked at me with cold eyes: “You are so boring in the Song Dynasty. I’m sorry.
He’s mad at me again and he hasn’t forgotten to take my glass before he leaves.
A little bit funny.
I shouted at the waiter and wanted another glass of wine, and there was a big, black shirt in front of me, Liangbei.
“Not to drink? “The voice of men is low and magnetic.
And I smiled, and the big red nails covered the glass with a glass of reflection, “It’s all a lie, but I’ve always loved wine. I’m sorry.
He said, ‘I will give you the power you want, even if it is in the Dynasty.’ I’m sorry.
I smiled, I looked back and looked at him, “Mr. Leung was very concerned about my acquisition of the Leung Hotel a while ago, so quickly turned?” I’m sorry.
He laughed, “If it wasn’t for me, you thought you could buy it so well.” I’m sorry.
The man sits next to me, and the smell of good men’s perfume covers my breath of wine, “Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I’m sorry.
The sky suddenly burst into fireworks, layers folded, radiant.
Mrs. Song was wrapped in a cape in the centre and looked up at the pyrotechnic show that had opened for her, and she smiled, and her eyes were covered with a fine line.
At such a time of joy, she did not concentrate, went back, travelled in sight, looking for something.
And then she saw me and showed me the way. I shoved a glass into the hands of Liangbei, bended over and smiled and never returned.
Answer his incoherent words.
I came close to Mrs. Song, and she grabbed me and looked at the sky with me.
The fireworks are passing, but this is beautiful and I want to keep it for her.
The feast is over and Mrs. Song is upstairs. When she was young, she was Shess’s big lady.
I’ve been married to Song’s wife, and I’ve been brought to her heart.
It’s still soft and sensitive like a girl.
She couldn’t leave, so she left the guests alone.
On the shoulders of the children.
The night was cold, and I was wearing a ribbon silk dress, and I couldn’t bear it.
On his shoulders and warmth, Liangbei put his coat on me.
I took it off immediately and handed it back to him.
He wouldn’t answer, he laughed, “You hate me so much? Honestly, I didn’t do anything.
Right? I’m sorry.
This was just an act of gratitude. The driver was waiting for him, but he did.
Stop here.
I looked up at him, and I didn’t know what he saw in that eye.
“Dynasty, it’s rare to have someone so kind to you. Don’t say no. “Lianbei may feel grateful for helping him fight, and may not be able to wear his clothes again.
On my shoulder.
And I heard it very clearly.
If you don’t, you won’t have to.
Get what you want.
In the old days, I’d pretend I don’t understand, and he’s a liar.
But I was too lazy to be with him today when he was drinking and tearing it apart.
And now I can’t let it go.
Smile: “There are many hearts in this world, few heartless, who think they’re tall and tall.”
You’d better watch yourself as a clown. I’m sorry.
It’s just yin and yin, who wouldn’t?
He’s a bit tall and now he’s just smiling.
Under the light, it’s a humble man.
“There are many hearts and few heartless men? * He means, “Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Kind of. I’m sorry.
He nodded his head in the north of Liang and went forward, and his silk shirt was wrinkled by the wind.
I’ve got some water.
Liangbei looked at his far-off back, half-deep, laughing.
And I asked him what he was laughing at, and he said, “You, cousin, have some sense.” I’m sorry.
The driver had stopped at Benley, and I pushed him there, and he was forced into the door, and I kept talking, “I’m serious. I can give you the power you want. I’m sorry.
“The most important thing in the mall is to know people.” For some women, she’d be happy to be sent a bag. But there’s a woman who has to pick up her own brand bag to be happy. I’m sorry.
The night winds pass through the tree and I turn around and go home.
Thinking about the last word Liangbei said before the car left.
“Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I’m sorry.
The high heels kicked the tap, I kicked off the high heels, I stepped barefoot on the asphalt road, and finally sent all the guests, with only me and the lights on the road.
This is our heavens and the earth before they enter Song’s house, and no one will see it, so they can walk alone.
Suddenly, there was a silver and grey car in front of him, along with the young man who was by the car.
It’s 1:00 in the morning, and he’s wearing a white shirt, a black suit, and he’s so clean and he doesn’t wrinkle.
When I wasn’t wearing heels, I looked up at him and asked the stupidest line, like all the stupid women: “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
A man, a young man of good blood, who appeared at your door in the middle of the night, was definitely not going to talk about life. I know that, too, obviously.
He shrugged his shoulders innocently and smiled, “I miss you so much, sister.” I’m going to split you.
One night, I couldn’t stand it. I’m sorry.
5
At 2:00 a.m., the city fell asleep, and the bar was raging.
Cheong unbuttons the white shirt, cuffs it up, and it melts.
Get in the bar with the noise dogs.
He said he’d get another drink and he’d tripped back.
He’s a young man with a clean face and a strong body, plus a clear face.
The easy-to-see quality of esteem is, of course, the preferred object of nighttime girls.
I chewed ice and looked at the short skirt and asked for a little signal.
I know the truth, but I don’t feel well.
The music is deafening. I can’t hear what they say. I can only see the game.
A side finger pointed at me, a hot girl biting her lips, staring at me and talking about something.
Shit.
There’s a lot of shadows in front of you. Young boys in sweatshirts are embarrassed to touch their ears.
He’s probably a friend behind him, and a group of young men and women are screaming.
The boy opened his mouth, but it was covered up by music.
He’s blushing, and he says in my ear, “I’m serious about losing. I can add one to you.
A wi-fi? I turn on the phone and give him my hand. I’m sorry.
The cell phone was suddenly taken away and the game of talking to the girl just appeared in front of her.
Not to say, “I’m sorry, but I’ve got a name.” I’m sorry.
He’s the same age as the boy, but he’s completely different.
And as if he was the King and the Lord of the land.
And We said to him, “I did not prevent you from sending your tweets to others, so speak with reason.” I’m sorry.
“You’re jealous? I’m sorry.
Quick, hold my wrist, push the crowd out with me and say, “I didn’t.”
Give her some credit– sister, I only have you in mind. I’m sorry.
And I smiled, and I smiled, and I smiled, and I smiled, and I said, “Are you alone in your heart, or is it just me?”
A vendetta? I’m sorry.
He suddenly stopped. He had a second of rigidity, and he was all out.
It turns into indifference.
“You know that, sister. I’m sorry.
And We said, “How can I be an assistant to someone who has not known?” Liang’s previous powers
It’s too hard to fight. The rooms are torn to pieces, the scandal comes out one by one.
It’s been a long time since the melons forgot, but the families remember it.
Chu. I’m sorry.
The young man let go of my hand, stood in peace, and the light was green.
It’s a squirt. I can’t believe a bastard who’s been in the city since he was a kid.
Pie, this is unbelievable.
“So, you know why I came to you? I’m sorry.
I’ve got a hitch and a whirlkey.
The time has come for the son to return, and to choose his most merciful. But you chose me to cut.
The entrance, I’m afraid, was the wrong person. I’m sorry.
“Song’s most intriguing”
Can’t you be as good to me as Song Wing? I’m sorry.
I said, “Because you’re not the man of Mary Sue’s novel.” I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about?” I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I answered his question: “Because I’m not in love.
Yes, but not anymore. You want me to help you. You can, but you have to give me a deal.
Change things. I’m sorry.
“I see, sister. I’m sorry.
When his voice went off, I interrupted him: “Yeah, don’t call me sister.
It’s true love. Don’t use those names to make me sick. I’m sorry.
He got stuck and laughed, “Yes, Mr. Song. I’m sorry.
In a short time, it was the opening of the first mall in Liangbei. It’s an important project after his return. It’s the best way to prove his strength to the old man.
Subscribe.
He wants to be good, so don’t let go of any details.
And the game, or the beam game, he wants to lose to Liangbei so he can take over.
I’ve been in the cloakroom for a long time, and I don’t know what to look like.
The dress will show my attitude, whether it’s well-dressed or normal.
Let’s disappoint between Ryanbei and Chu.
Eventually, I picked a new sculptor.
Chu and the driver came to pick me up. He opened the door for me, and my eyes were cloudy.
“Mr. Song, it’s beautiful today. I’m sorry.
I pretended not to read his eyes.
He doesn’t have any leverage right now, so I’ll have no reason to be between Liangbei and him.
Hold him. We’re all adults. We’re all adults.
Points.
That’s why I accepted his praise in a calm manner.
Indifferent talk.
“Your mall design is very similar to mine,” I said, “I planned to do shopping.”
Art halls, building a club-like field, attracting people to the middle and high end, you’re the first one.
Log it out. He laughed, “If you want to be a mall, you can invest in Liang, we’ll go through it together.
Camp. I’m sorry.
I say, “My brother will hate me.” I’m sorry.
Close to the red carpet. He bends his arms very nicely, suggesting I pull it.
He was on his back and was leaving.
It’s new.
If you remember correctly, Mrs. Song gave me that dress.
If you remember correctly, the original Song dynasty has been in trouble with Song Wing.
The relationship between the two became more rigid, and the new sprout became so sad that they said the core of the paper.
♪ And the word ♪
“Song Dynasty, I don’t care about money, because I have love, and you don’t.
Neither!
You see, that’s what Mary Sue’s novels are about.
Evil women are destined for a tragic end from the very beginning.
Boom.
I don’t even look at them anymore and go straight ahead.
So Song Veng cried out to me at this time: “The four of us shall be taken together.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him in cold eyes and didn’t answer.
The journalist’s flashlight is still on, Hong Kong’s mouth is venomous and gossip, and if I don’t cooperate, tomorrow’s headline may be the loss of peace between his brother and his sister.
I put up with that. I’m on my way.
The shoulder was held by Liangbei.
And he came with his ear, saying, “Darling, when I am, you do nothing by yourself.” I’m sorry.
The next moment, he stood up straight, and his handsome, cold face was so dazzling: Mr. Song, please excuse me. I’m sorry.
SONG Veng’s stiff-eyed face, and the fact that he took care of the journalists outside the red line, was clearly an outcry.
I went along with Liangbei and left behind a proud back.
Don’t ask me why I’m so proud of myself.
Six.
There was nothing wrong with the cut, and the worst thing about Philly was Liangbei holding my shoulder and laughing at Hong Kong media.
He has always been a cold man, with the murder and condensation of a long-immersed army brigade, and today I can see in my smile that I am somewhat incomprehensible and sorry. According to the original book, only among the men was he who had truly loved the Song Dynasty.
Though soon after learning of the Song Dynasty, he became sore at being wearing a green hat.
Yes, but at the end of the day it was true love.
This love is too scarce for the Song dynasty.
So I didn’t have a special crush on him, but I didn’t wake up in front of everyone. His face.
Son.
Leave in front of the camera, I’m not moving away from him.
He pretended not to see it, but said, “Are you free tomorrow night?” Can you come with me?
Old man?”
I laughed, “In what capacity?” Friends, girlfriends. I’m sorry.
And he looked at me for half a day, and he couldn’t cry: “As a friend.” I’m sorry.
And for a long time, he added with his voice: “A man like you will go on and on, I’m sorry.
The next day, I had lunch at Song’s.
Mrs. Song has recently become obsessed with the soup and the phone has been blown up to make me go home for dinner.
I don’t want to see Song Veng and Xu Suh-eun poaching each other.
Mrs. Neho Song loves her so that I can’t hold my face and refuse.
Play home together.
And before we got out of the car, I said, “Do you know what you will do later? * He doesn’t know where to get a bottle of perfume *
The scent covered me and him.
I’m not used to the smell, frown.
“Son, let’s do it all.”
Set. I’m sorry.
Then he turned his head and smiled, “It’s just a little milk dog, I’m in.” I’m sorry.
He was a natural actor. He was humble and humble.
Yeah.
I said that Chu-soo was a member of the company, and that when he was young, Song Veng’s eye knife flew in.
I thought I didn’t see it, and I gave Chu a soup.
And it was said to Us, “I do, too.” I’m sorry.
Do you want it? Do you deserve it?
People calmed down and even cats could hide from my feet.
I was just about to go, and the door was turned on and I opened.
Thank you for holding the coffee cup and laughing and saying, “This is the host’s.
Be polite; if a customer is a customer, he must be prepared to be a customer forever. I’m sorry.
It was just a moment ago, and I was crying.
I see Jum. Is that the necessary skill of Lady Mary Sue?
With tears and helpless looks, you turn yourself into a weak white flower.
In the real world, women like this only get a moment’s benefit and never get bigger.
Climate.
But in Mary Sue’s novel, she’s naturally given the man an unconditional favour, for example.
At this moment…
SONG said, ‘No blame, she did not have any malice. You should not say this about her.’ I’m sorry.
“Tears are the most useless thing, but occasionally
There’ll be idiots willing to pay for it. I’m sorry.
He’s a good hand for the genie.
Time then turned to me: “Although I don’t like you so much,
But by contrast, you’re the kind of guy who’s better at home. I’m sorry.
“Shall I say thank you?” I’m sorry.
He looked at me with mercy: “No need. I’m sorry.
The new sprout’s face is stiff and stiff, as if he doesn’t know if he should keep crying.
Mrs. Song doesn’t seem to find it awkward.
With a cat on his face, she’s got the same color as a lady.
“Why don’t you eat? And very sweetly greeting the new sprouts: “Mom Chang, give Miss Hsu another soup to her.
That’s the guest. I’m sorry.
It’s completely black out.
I’ve had enough laughs and I’m getting up and I’m leaving. I’m sorry.
And the footsteps were raised behind him, and We thought it was a game, so We held him in my hand.
The sound in your ear is familiar: “Hand hands when you see them.” I’m sorry.
Thank you.
Once again, Ms. Song has stopped Cheuk and is doing her best to play “The First Forward”
“The little boy who brought him home.”
Knife.
I should have thanked him for that, but he has given me a new sprouts today.
So instead of him, he asked him, “What are you doing with me?” I’m sorry.
“You’re a security guard? You’re the only one in or out? I’m sorry.
I don’t want to talk to him. I’m going to shout for a game. “The waters of Liang
Too deep, be careful. I’m sorry.
I’ll check him out.
The sun shines on him, and it’s as if he’s in cold silk, wearing a gray silk.
And the shirt of silk and the thin lips draw forth a thread of pride, and from the head to the toe is a noble and mean face.
I’ve been looking at him too long. He’s turning his lips and making a sarcasm smile. He’s waiting.
Then We interrupted him: “You are so kind today, unlike you. I’m sorry.
He looked at me with the eyes of a fool who had mercy: “Because he had only recently found out,
You’re barely half smart. The Leung Hotel is doing well.
Private emotion is just Jean. You’re not an uncle’s daughter, but you’re in shock.
A bit of his legacy. I’m sorry.
And thanks to him, we broke him without a look. I’m sorry.
He said, “Ah?”
I smiled: “Why don’t you prove Godbach’s conjecture? I’m sorry.
He’s at last in bad shape, and he can’t fight back in five seconds.
I’m in a good mood to shout “Baby!” Let’s go back to the company!”
When he left with Chu, he stood in the same place and saw his face.
For the first time, there was anger.
I’d be happier to let my thanks go to hell than I’d let my new bud go to hell.
7
A reminder of impunity is not unreasonable.
Liang’s Shuro Square, which I saw with my own eyes and for the first time. I’m a rich man in my heart, who’s taking up so much of the good health care, and who’s making a life-saving place a private home.
When Liangbei and I arrived, there was a violent quarrel in the private house, featuring Liangbei’s father and his uncle.
There’s a bunch of people around the side that’s more popular than the market.
And We turned aside and looked at the closed door of the intensive care ward, and wondered in our hearts whether this thin door would hold back a single sound.
It is also bleak for him to lie in his sick bed and listen to his sons and his sons.
Liangbei’s face is cold and he says, “Enough!” I’m sorry.
Unlike these noble men, he was a true colonel who crawled through the army, treated tens of millions of iron-blooded men, lazy lions, and occasionally showed teeth, which was also so sharp.
He stood down in the middle and said, “Can’t he go home and say something?” This is the hospital! I’m sorry.
Liang’s power is so great, it’s a big one in Liangbei.
However, none of the three sons of the second generation of the family was used, either stupid or greedy, to the extent that the old man was in his 70s and was still at the front line, and his body was almost one day away before he called his eldest grandson, Leung Norn, home from the army. These embroidery pillows, though older, were silent under the weight of Liangbei Desert.
That’s how it ends.
It’s like a shot in a movie.
Someone moved out of the quiet-like elders and slowly came across the other side of the porch.
He’s got long legs. He’s still got big white shirts.
Out of a cold light.
Zoo.
I realized I was on annual leave soon after I got to work.
Here.
He inherited ten percent of the merchant’s wisdom.
I stood at the elevator door and I didn’t know if he saw it.
Anyway, he didn’t give me any light.
Quarters, slowly and proudly met the only enemy.
“Choose,” he smiled, reached out his right hand, “The first official meeting, I’m Leung.”
Game. I’m sorry.
Liangbei didn’t talk to him and said, “Where’s the bodyguard?” Let’s get out of here.
Go on. “There’s no need for trouble, but it’s not like you’re going to have to put your hand back in your pocket and laugh.
It’s not a good time to meet you. I’ll invite my cousin again. I’m sorry.
He said to go into the intensive care room and say something to the old man.
And when he came out with the door, he smiled and saluted the people: “There is no need for me.”
It hurt the peace, and we’re all family. I’m sorry.
It is as if he is the master of this family.
Having said that, he really left, with his back up and disappearing at the end of the porch.
Liangbei was silent until the crowd began to whisper:
“Let’s all go alone and wait for me? I’m sorry.
It’s quiet in the hallway, and Liangbei’s not in the ward.
Up against the wall, with his eyes closed and his eyes a little tired.
It’s easy for a man like him to show his weak side sometimes.
Soft heart.
I walked over, thought about it, sat by his side.
Liangbei didn’t open his eyes, but held my hand precisely.
Stay away from me.
His hands are warm, he has a cocoon, he’s used to it.
Always hold a gun.
There was only me and him on the porch, and there was some smell of disinfection in the air, and his voice was a little dumb: “My uncle had three daughters who wanted a son. The aunt’s family is so powerful that if she doesn’t want to live again, he can’t do it. I’ve finally got a son so big that I don’t have to raise my uncle to be ambitious. But Uncle doesn’t know that ambitious people are the same to everyone. Today he is his ally and will be the target of his revenge tomorrow. I’m sorry.
Maybe it’s because I like smart men. I always feel more glamorous when Liangbei is analyzing things.
But I’m a little embarrassed at this point.
These family secrets should not be shared with me, and at least for the time being, our relationship is less than that.
“You know why I like you? Four years ago in Canada, you looked at your brother and made me think that if one person looked at me like that, I was worth dying. I’m sorry.
He’s talking about the Song dynasty in the original book.
I don’t like this kind of emotional atmosphere, and I said, “I’m sorry that you saw such a disgusting scene, and I won’t look at anyone with that look.” I’m sorry.
The Song dynasty is dead.
Liangbei laughed and commented: “Song Veng is not worth it. I’m sorry.
“Let’s go inside.” I’m sorry.
Old man Liang has been lying on his bed for years, with many wrinkles on his face.
When he heard the voice, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were still clear.
And the first thing he said was, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no.” I’m sorry.
Liangbei stopped for a moment and said, “I’ve read the testimonial, since he’s really a church.
That’s no shame, brother. I’m sorry.
The old man nods his head: “You have this pattern. Your uncle’s only staring.
The interests of the head of the family are too narrow-minded. I’m sorry.
He coughed up, and Liangbei was in the middle of the desert slapping the old man’s back, and he said, “I’m…
Yes, I understand. Liang is a whole. The game may be personal, but only if he
The goal is to be consistent with us, for Leung’s own people. I’m sorry.
The old man was happy to slap his hands and look at me.
I heard you were your assistant? I’m sorry.
I couldn’t wait for my name to be called.
I can see through. He’s not here today. I’m sorry.
The old man smiled, and when I had made my point, I said, “You,
Don’t panic. I mean, I didn’t know my two grandchildren were related to you, either.
Count of fate. I’m sorry.
Listen to me, I don’t want anything to do with Chu or Liangbei
It’s not about indifferent! I said, “Let me see. I’m the one who’s lucky with you.
And the honour and honour of a large family. I’m sorry.
The old man looked at me for half a day and he laughed, “Whether you want to be my granddaughter-in-law?
Woman? I’m good for my seniors. I’m sorry.
And I refused: “No, leave me alone.” I’m sorry.
He’s been watching Liangbei for a long time.
The flow of water is ruthless, and the heart is broken.
After a while, we’ll be gone. The old man has no energy. He needs rest.
That’s annoying.
On the way to the underground parking lot, Liangbei was silent until I got to the company building.
The next step was to get out of the car, so he asked: “Is it a joke to be a one-mi?” I’m sorry.
I said, “It’s true.” I’m sorry.
He was silent for a moment and said, “If it’s because of Song Veng and Xuan, it’s not necessary.
There are many better people in the world than Song Wing. I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk. Open the door and stand. Wave your hand.
I’ve never looked back before, but today, the demons have gone back.
The Po blue car was parked by the roadside, the window was shaking, and as soon as I looked back, I saw Liangbei.
Look at me.
He smiled when he saw me. Walked into the office and found no blame.
He was standing in front of the bookshelve, and he had a copy of Robert’s Rules of Procedure in his hand, and heard me come in, and he slowly turned over the pages, and said, “So much has been done in your power over the past six months, and you have worked hard. I’m sorry.
He rarely praised me, I was a little surprised.
If only he had noticed my eyes, he would have coughed, and said, “The mediocre is aware of its mediocrity, the beginning of progress.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to say, “What is wrong with you?” I don’t have time for this. I’m sorry.
And he put it together, and said, “I am not here to narrate with you. I’m sorry.
Thank you for coming over, knocking on the table on the joint, and it’s so serious: “The project that Veng is investing in, there’s a problem. I’m sorry.
And I am appalled that, according to the original timeline, the project that Soong Veng invested began to prepare at this point, but it was indeed discovered that the problem was one year later, when it was over, so that the entire Song family was affected.
The problem should not arise at this time, nor should it be discovered with impunity.
But the world that was painted in the original book has changed too much because of my existence, so this time I’m only curious as to why I should not be involved in the Song family. “How did you find out? I’m trying to be quiet.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.
“You put an eye on our company? No thanks. You’re trying to make us rich.
“Little”?
He said, “I can’t afford your family’s money.” Tell the truth, yours.
I’m here for you.
Look at it. I’m trying to find a loophole in your project.
Strong criticism. I’m sorry.
I was speechless for a while, and I said, “You are so naive. I’m sorry.
Thank you for taking me down with that mean look.
“I didn’t find your loophole, so you are in a position to say it for a while.
But I’d like to remind you, once Song Veng’s project succeeds, you’re done.
Okay. I’m sorry.
I thought for a moment and called Song Veng: “Where are you? I want to see you. I’m sorry.
“It seems time for me to leave.” I’m sorry.
I hung up the phone and I said, “Don’t go, if you don’t want to see me fight him.”
The word. I’m sorry.
When Song Veng arrived, he was talking about the renovation of my office.
Gertrude, I put the coffee on his cup of tea: “Shut up and drink.
Morphine. I’m sorry.
Song Veng came in, looked around, and said, “You sent me here to get me coffee?” I’m sorry.
I handed him the project information, and the red pen was painted in two hidden but non-compliant clauses.
“What’s wrong?” he said.
I was not patient with him, but I was not happy to say, “Do you and the people in your hands not see the context?” Just look at this, of course. Look at article 18 of the supplementary agreement. I’m sorry.
Thanks to him, he’s finally finished his hard taste. This is the most fast-melted coffee I’ve ever seen in my hands, and I’m free to mock Song Veng: “You look like an intern. I’m sorry.
Song Veng did not mind his sarcasm, but turned on a thick project book, and he didn’t speak.
“This isn’t really an intern, is it? I’m sorry.
“Let me think, it’s not a bud.” “Spring?
Really? It’s so bloody?
Soong Veng was still silent, and it was only a few days before he said: “I know.” I’m sorry.
Thank you and I looked at you, and we laughed, and I said, “The beauty is wrong, brother.” “Oh, my God! All I can say is, your brother and sister have a good eye.
Question. I’m sorry.
Song Veng didn’t talk to us, went to the window and made several calls.
For a long time, he came back, and he was a little upset, but at least…
“It’s settled, the procedure is not over. The Department of Justice will revoke the order in two days.
Paragraph. He says:
I gave him coffee so he could be certain.
Soong Veng’s looks aren’t very good, but he picked up his coffee and took a look at me.
Say thank you.
“If I were you, I’d think about chasing.”
The question of accountability cannot happen again. I’m sorry.
And Song was silent for a long time, and said: I know. I’m sorry.
The atmosphere is too heavy, and I intend to break the deadlock and drive them away.
Come on, you guys. I got work to do. I’m sorry.
SONG looked at me, and he got up and left.
Thank you, but no. He’s still sippin’ his hands off his ass.
Morphine, the cold says, “Summer is so hot, you want to stay, do you have a place to recommend?” I’m sorry.
I said, “The steps of Song Veng have slowed down.”
No one answered, no one was embarrassed, and went on to say, “How about Antarctica?
Summer?
We looked at him, and he looked at me, and said, “What do you say?
Rise? I’m sorry.
And I realized that I was ready to make him smile.
He was vanquished by Song, who had come to the door, and said, “Not only enough for the summer.”
I’m afraid I’ll freeze you to death. I’m sorry.
9
The contract for the project has been revised.
Without any statutory risk, the contract was awarded to B.
He hasn’t shown up at the company since I and I were blamed for the project.
Noodles.
Of course I’m not going to ask SONG Wing if he’s fired Hsu Xuan – that’s not much.
The tone, no.
I’m not going to ask. Someone will bring the news.
The subsidiaries of the same groups of hotels and malls have a well-established tradition of movement of people.
If there’s no major problem with performance, it’s customary for Subdirector General H.R. of Song Veng’s.
She knew that it was her duty to tell me in such a delicate time that Seng had a temper in her office, crying out of her office, and had packed up and left from work.
Everyone else knew about it and nobody came up to comfort her.
In any case, the perspective is different, and the narrative is naturally different.
When the new sprouts are female masters, it should be written as an evil woman who is torn from it, inciting the male master to anger and leaving with tears.
But from my point of view, I only find her and Song ridiculous. Both of them put their emotions above their interests and were not rational enough to hold power.
Her exit was the right end, and Soong Veng should have given up the seat of uncertainty.
Deputy Director HR is talking, and I politely interrupted her: “Can I have a full copy of the five-year staff transfer and performance assessment at the mall before the end of the quarter? I’m sorry.
I don’t care about the new sprouts, and honestly, I haven’t looked at her since I became Song Dynasty. What I’m most concerned about right now is how to convince the board of directors that I run the mall and the hotel.
In fact, three people, plus me, will have more than 50 per cent of the vote.
The first was Mrs. Song, the second was thanks to his father and the third was the Chairman of the CJL Foundation.
And there are certain priorities for dealing with the three of them: first, thankless dads, then the CJL Foundation, and finally, Lady Song.
Without him, thanks to his father, he is a full-fledged businessman, who weighs the benefits and makes more rational choices. He’s got to be concerned about Song’s wind since he’s “very beautiful” in my acquisition.
He’ll know I’m better at making decisions than Song Wing.
It’s easy to convince the CJL Foundation with an endorsement. By comparing the data collected from the malls and the hotel operations, those who can read the numbers will know the right answer.
That is true.
I made an appointment to go to his office with a piece of information.
His office was divided into two rooms, inside and outside, with no blame, wearing a silver gray silk shirt and reading the statements on the couch.
I was passing him, and I was just a little slow and I was wondering if I’d say hello.
So he lifted his head up, and pretended to find me, saying, “If you do not speak of my father, you may ask for help.” I’m sorry.
“You’re not talking about yourself, are you? He said, “You know how much to pay for a consultation.
Yeah? I’m sorry.
I looked back at him with the mean eyes he used to use until his elite mask came out.
“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
So I smiled and said, “The price of pork is 15 pounds, if
That’s what you’re asking. I’m sorry.
And thank you for not doing so, and said, “Enter, and wish you success.” I’m…
I’m looking forward to you being my opponent. I’m sorry.
The secretary led me in. She’s reading, seeing me, laughing.
Their father and son look like each other.
The way you look today, you’ve got a good bone, a deep eyebrow and a straight nose.
Well, it’ll be a handsome old man.
I should’ve called him uncle in name, but at this point, I’d just have to say:
“Seon Dong. I’m sorry.
Thank you for nodding me, for not talking about performance, for not talking about goals, for asking questions that are different from the subject.
One hundred and eighty thousand miles of problem.
“Why do you have to take the place of Veng? I’m sorry.
‘Cause he’s weak and angry and he’s volatile. It’s good to be friends, but do it.
The leader is almost there. I’m sorry.
He laughed: “That was not what you used to say. I also sincerely smiled: “Everyone changes. I’m sorry.
He said, ‘You have no guarantee that when you have a lover, you will not waver like him.’ I’m sorry.
“Well, I’m very confident in that.
Not me, so don’t worry. I’ll influence decision-making because of personal feelings. I’m sorry.
He smiled, “I know, go out.” I’m sorry.
I wonder, “This is over? I’m sorry.
He referred to a piece of information on the table of a finger and to a simple analysis at the top, saying:
“That’s enough. I’m sorry.
When I was still here, he said, “Why do you want me to send?” I’m sorry.
And indeed, I was a father and a son, with whom I was born sarcastic and unaware.
I’m afraid it’s ancestral.
I took the door and I went out, and I put down all the statements I had.
Son, say, “So soon? I’m sorry.
I didn’t break the fact that his statements were on page two, but I said, “Thank you.
Can you come with me to Song’s? I’m sorry.
The CJL Foundation said, “Thank you for your endorsement. They’ll nod sooner or later.”
Something.
Only Mrs. Song, I don’t know how to convince her.
Soong Veng is her own son, and I am only a foster daughter. I want to seize power, and there is no doubt that she may ever suspect me from that point on, and this is the situation I least want to see.
The transformation of me, or the Song dynasty, took place only in the last six months. It was difficult for me to tell her that I and Song Dynasty were completely two people.
I would like to let thanks go with him, even though he is arrogant, for no reason.
At this point, for example, this man in a silver gray silk shirt, who is as expensive as a medieval noble man, stood up as if he had been blessed with a slap on my shoulder and said, “Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
I’m not so worried about this moment.
Thank you for driving with me to Song’s.
The light of the street was shining, and occasionally lighted his eyes, and when he did not speak, his appearance was quite deceptive. The eyebrow is so thick, its nose so straight, it should be so handsome that it can’t get near it, but it’s a little softer because of the long eyelashes and the lightness of the eyes.
And when I saw him, he made no mockery of me, saying, “Do not have any mental burden.” In the long run, it’s a wise choice for you to take Song’s chair – cough, if you don’t disagree. I’m sorry.
I’m a little tired: “But I can’t prove it, I can’t tell you my heart.” He said, “You can prove it yourself. You marry me, I can monitor it.
You. I’m sorry.
♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪
I said, “You have a fever and you’re talking nonsense. I’m sorry.
“I am not a man who talks nonsense.” I’m sorry.
It’s even worse if you don’t talk nonsense.
I didn’t catch my mouth. I walked into Song’s house.
Mrs. Song knows we’re coming. We’ve made tea. We’ve got some sweet fruit.
It’s so slow in the garden.
It’s getting harder and harder to talk.
Thank you for looking at me and saying, “Did you hear that? I’m sorry.
Mrs. Song can’t stop looking in my hand-held folder:
“What’s that? I’m sorry.
I put the file on the glass, and she flipped over two pages, and she laughed:
“What do you mean by that? I’m sorry.
“The comparison of profits between the hotel and the mall and…”
Mrs. Song interrupted him and looked at me: “I want to hear what you say. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Song has always been gentle, young Miss Xiao, and in old age and later, a noble woman, but none of us has forgotten that it was her own father who, after the accident, took the burden of Song and even changed her name to Song, in order to show determination.
And she did.
When our generation grew up, she quickly let go and went back to the second line, but the big family in Hong Kong had one and nobody looked down on her.
And We whispered in her gentle eyes, and We said, ‘By brother is not fit for decision.’ The market profits are falling year after year, and it’s time to go back or go back. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Song looked at me for a while, and I couldn’t last long, and said hard: “I have no two thoughts, believe it or not, I am for the good of this family.” I’m sorry.
I could not tell her that, in the original book, Song Veng ‘ s bankruptcy had not changed his trust in character and that he had made the decision to go to work with Xu Xinhu.
Of course, I understand that in Mary Sue’s novel, it’s called pulling the lord off the altar and fighting with the lady. But when I was in it, I felt anger and anxiety.
And when she heard this from Us, Mrs. Song’s eyes were fast and slow, and she said, “You are a good son, and I always knew.” I’m sorry.
That’s yes.
I was surprised that you were here today, and you spoke for the Dynasty. I’m sorry.
“There are always exceptions. I’m sorry.
“Is the dynasty your only exception?” I’m sorry.
“It’s hard to get a match, and no one else will be the exception.” I’m sorry.
“I am not interested in playing chess with anyone, but I want to be rich with Song.” I’m sorry.
Thanks to the joyful look of the face, most of it dissipated: “You said you’d go to the South Pole, you’d turn your face over.” I’m sorry.
I was in the mood to take my bag and leave: “Who told you who? I only invited you to the game. I’m sorry.
10
Tru Zhou has recently had a good time, and I’ve been on the phone for a second, “Sister, of course I’d like to go, but I’ve just recently taken over the family business…”
I can’t hear him.
I’m of no use to him for a while, and of course he doesn’t have to drive to me in the morning like he used to.
I didn’t think about him, but I just thought that the game looked expensive and faceless, and that the bastard children who grew up in the wells of the city were imprinted in his mind. He may have a wrist, but he doesn’t look long enough.
Indeed, Liangbei’s words in the old man’s room were very generous, but did not reveal the depth of the cousin, giving him a good name.
You’re the one who bites. Looks tolerant and modest, but it’s the one who can think five steps ahead.
But I didn’t say anything, so I turned around and called Liang Bei Riang.
“Hey, how about Antarctica? I’m sorry.
Liangbei was laughing on the other side of the phone: “Is this a date? I’m sorry.
And I laughed, “Sorry, you’re wrong. It’s just a holiday. Don’t think about it. I’m sorry.
On the other side of the phone, he said, “I’ll let my assistant arrange it.” I’m sorry.
“When will you leave?” I’m sorry.
And We frowned upon him, and he looked at the sky with a light wind: “It has been too hot lately, and I want to take refuge in the summer.” I’m sorry.
I laughed and said to Liang Bei, “Please, add another thank-you to the trip and pay him for it.” I’m sorry.
Liangbei hesitated for a second, saying in good faith, “How about I set him up for a one-man walk, and we’re completely staggered?”
“I’ll make the arrangements.” I don’t want you to pay, I’ll pay you. I’m sorry.
…they’re really childish.
I decided on the final trip. I’ll be taken to the airport by Song.
He has left his post and transferred his duties to me.
Strangely, he was not angry, but took it very seriously and told me that Mrs. Song had been with him for a long time.
I’m curious as to how Mrs. Song persuaded him, and his eyes seem a little strange, and he says, “Mom says she had a long dream. I’m sorry.
In that dream, Mrs. Song dreamt that SONG’s investment had failed and that it had failed.
Song has left his family and worked with Xu Xinhu in an attempt to rejuvenate Song with his earned salary. But Master Haomen is good at financial warfare, but he doesn’t know the tricks of the bottom business.
The Song Dynasty also loved him and, despite being humiliated, insisted on looking for him. A car accident took place on his way to find him, unable to pay the high cost of medicine and dying.
In the end, Mrs. Song said, “I don’t think you’re going to do the same thing as I dreamed, but Mom’s old and I hope you’ll be happy.” Let’s change our positions, okay?”
Song Veng promised, but did not take office immediately. He’s going abroad to study.
There’s too much more.
Thank you for asking me what I think, and I said, “He should really learn something more.”
I was on a plane when I said that, through the clouds, through the sky.
For the first time a vicious woman felt the situation under control, and for the first time, it was real.
Pine.
There are many kinds of life, but don’t let yourself be Chu.
Pity, Lady Mary Sue.
It’s the dumbest thing to give fate to others, and then be careful.
Live.
This is true for men, especially for women.
We could have been the masters of destiny. We might have been trapped in the process of managing it.
Hard, but it’s all worth it. After all, you don’t climb a few mountains.
How can you see it, Feng?
I’m Song Dynasty, and I’m Mary Sue’s evil wife.
But in my script, I’m the only lead.
(concluded as a whole. Welcome to the other stories of the column Phoenix.
