Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love (Mr. President, Unbridled Love)

City H at night is always accompanied by a charming sea breeze.

Digeyuan is the most luxurious club in H City, where dining, singing and entertainment are integrated.

Many rich and powerful in H City like to spend their nights here.

Qiao Muer had been here three times before.

Twice, she was brought over by Meng Ze to discuss matters, and once, Qiao Mohan came to see her and invited an old friend to meet here and introduce her to her.

Three times in a row, they were well protected and talked about things in the elegant and quiet private room on the top floor of the clubhouse.

So Qiao Muer's impression of Digeyuan is that it is of first-class taste, style, and style. Most of the people who come and go here are celebrities and rich people, and it is a quiet and elegant club.

She had indeed heard some rumors about Emperor Song Garden, but she didn't pay much attention to those rumors.

The usual focus of work is not on this, nor is the center of life, but I am afraid that Zhuo Yunfei will come alone and be eaten to the bone by those business bosses.

However... at this moment...

When Qiao Muer entered the lobby on the first floor, she showed the membership card that Qiao Mohan had left for her, and said that she wanted to find President Zhang of Rongtian Group.

The manager who received Qiao Muer respectfully, immediately took a deep breath, and looked at her with wide-eyed eyes.

Zhuo Yunfei who was following behind Qiao Muer: "What are you looking at, I've never seen a beautiful woman!"

Don't look at Zhuo Yunfei who is cowardly in front of Qiao Muer, but in front of outsiders, he is the president of the dignified branch of Huangting Group.

The manager at the reception was slightly taken aback, and quickly shook his head: "No, it's not... I just want to confirm that Miss Qiao is really going to Mr. Zhou's?"

Zhuo Yunfei: "Are you deaf? My secretary Qiao said it so clearly, don't you understand?"

The manager was slightly taken aback, he had seen a lot of tempered people, but like Zhuo Yunfei, he was wearing high-end tailoring all over his body.

But from the moment he entered the door, they all hid behind a little woman, and let Miss Qiao, who was in front of him, decide the whole process, which was the first time.

Looking at his relationship with Miss Qiao, if you don't mention it, you can't tell that Miss Qiao is his secretary at all.

The manager only knew the membership card with the word Qiao written on it. Knowing that it was customized for special members, he preconceived that the owner of the membership card was Miss Qiao in front.

Manager: "Wait a minute, let me ask Mr. Zhou what he means. You also know Mr. Zhou is our high-level VIP, so you can't interrupt us rashly...By the way, this gentleman is...?"

Qiao Muer said neatly and skillfully: "He is Zhuo Shao, the president of the H city branch of the Royal Group."

When the manager heard this, he immediately showed a respectful expression.

It turned out to be the president of the Royal Branch!

You must know that for a multinational consortium like Huangting, the president of a branch is already a powerful faction.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and ask President Zhou right away."

...

The third floor of Digeyuan is different from the low-key and gorgeous decoration style of the lobby on the first floor and the private rooms on the top floor of the clubhouse.

The entire third floor of Digeyuan is completely resplendent and luxuriously decorated.

Among the rich, there is also a difference between Confucian businessmen and those who are very successful.

Stylish ones, go to the third floor.

Likes to have fun, likes to spend a lot of money, and goes to the third floor to get drunk.

But now, in Box No. 1 on the third floor of Dige Garden, Mr. Zhou of Rongtian Group, who was supposed to be hugging the gentle and tender country, was supposed to be hugged.

He was tremblingly looking at the man with a cold face and dark blue eyes sitting across from him.

He said in a tone that was almost trembling: "The more... the less, if you have something to say... if you have something to say, don't... don't hurt your friendship..."

[I wrote the next two and sent them together before 10 o'clock, I haven't caught a cold and I can't write slowly~]