Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

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

Digeyuan is the most intoxicated clubhouse in H City, where eating, singing and entertainment are integrated.

Many rich and powerful people in H City like to spend the night here.

Qiao Muer had been here three times before.

Two times it was brought by Meng Ze to talk about matters, and once it was Qiao Mohan who came to see her and made an appointment with an old friend to introduce her to her by the way.

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

Therefore, Qiao Mu'er's impression of Digeyuan is almost the taste, style, and style. Most of the people who enter and exit here are the quiet and elegant clubs of celebrities and wealthy people.

She had indeed heard some rumors about Digeyuan, but she didn't care much about those rumors.

The usual focus of work is not on this, and the center of life is not there, just afraid that Zhuo Yunfei will be eaten by those business leaders alone.

However... at this moment...

When Qiao Mu'er entered the lobby on the first floor and showed the membership card Qiao Mohan had left for her, she said she was looking for President Zhou of Rongtian Group.

The manager who had received Qiao Mu'er respectfully, immediately took a sigh of relief, staring at her with a very strange look.

Zhuo Yunfei, who followed Qiao Mu'er: "What do you look at, I haven't seen a beautiful woman!"

Regardless of Zhuo Yunfei's usual coddling in front of Qiao Muer, in front of outsiders, he is the president of the dignified branch of the Royal Group.

The reception manager was taken aback for a moment, and shook his head quickly: "No, no...I just want to confirm that Miss Qiao is really going to Mr. Zhou?"

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

The manager was slightly startled. He saw a lot of people with big tempers, but like Zhuo Yunfei, all of them were high-level customization.

But since entering the door, they all hid behind a little woman, and it was the first time that Miss Qiao who was in front of him was the master of the whole process.

Looking at the relationship between him and Miss Qiao, if you don't talk about it, you can't tell that Miss Qiao is his secretary at all.

The manager just knew the membership card and wrote the word "Qiao" on the card. 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 meant. You also know that Zhou is always our high-level VIP. You can't bother... By the way, this gentleman is...?"

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

Upon hearing this, the manager immediately showed a respectful expression.

Turned out to be the president of Huangting Branch!

You must know that for a multinational consortium like the Royal Court, the president of a branch is already a real authority.

"Wait a moment, I'll go to ask Zhou's general meaning immediately."

...

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

The entire third floor of Digeyuan is completely resplendent, high-profile and luxurious decoration.

Among the rich, there is also a difference between Confucian businessmen and great joys.

With style, go to the third floor.

Like to have fun, like to spend a lot of money, go to the third floor.

But now, in the No. 1 box on the third floor of Digeyuan, Mr. Zhou of Rongtian Group, who should have been indulged in gentle township, should have been hugged from left to right.

He was looking tremblingly at the man who was sitting across from him, his face was cold, and the blue pupil was gloomy.

He said in an almost trembling tone: "The more... the less, there is something... if you have something to say, don't... don't hurt your peace..."

[I wrote the following two together before 10 o’clock, I’m slow to write before I catch a cold~]