Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xihe suddenly got to why the overbearing president was fragrant.

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Which little girl is not confused about this operation.

When she was a child, she dreamed that an entire supermarket was her own, and she could eat whatever she wanted.

However, if you take anything from an entire mall, you don't dare to have such a script in your dreams.

"Obba, if you are like this, I will become more and more prodigal."

"I'm not afraid of you losing, I will give you whatever I like."

"Yeah, obba is true, hit me like this in the morning, yeah!" She blushed and stomped her foot.

The two did not go from house to house, but went straight to her favorite counter shop.

With a set of clothes, the smallest size, she went to the fitting room to change it.

It is true that I did not come out for shopping today, I just want to change his body so that he can look at clothes that are not so uncomfortable.

All the luxury brands in this mall are self-operated by AI, so there is no need to pay the dealer owner.

This is also the reason why Park Jae Hyung said that sentence.

The two came out holding hands.

The car drove to the underground parking lot.

When Ruan Xihe got off the car, he happened to see a few colleagues not far away.

"Obba, you go first."

"Why?"

"I don't want to be known."

Park Jae Hyung: ...

The pink bubble in the morning suddenly shattered completely.

Of course he didn't slap Ruan Xihe, and Cui Ensheng went up first.

Ruan Xi went to the ordinary elevator slowly with one person.

She still likes low-key feelings, especially in the office.

Finally got to the top floor.

She entered her office and happily turned around in the swivel chair.

Point your finger on the iPad.

There is still a play that I haven't finished watching.

The novels on the computer are also opened, the TV series advertisements are for reading novels, and when the novel page is stuck, I watch TV series.

No time is wasted in this way, double happiness, you deserve it.

Open the drawer, there is the last packet of spicy strips in it, it's gone after eating, I have to ask Zhou Cong to send some more.

You can't buy it here.

"Boom boom boom."

When someone came knocking on the door, Ruan Xihe never closes the office door. After all, she is just a small translator and there are no important documents on the desk, so what to guard against? Prevent others from being too busy and help her with the translation work?

Nothing.

She locked the drawer for snacks.

She calmly put down the hot strip in her hand, quickly turned off the novel page on the computer and replaced it with a page of French material. Pressed the black screen of the iPad, wiped her fingers soaked with red oil with a tissue, and then took off the earphones. Finally, I looked at the people coming.

Seeing a black line at 044, how did Ruan Xi and this woman accomplish this series of actions in three seconds gracefully and quickly?

"Please come in."

"Hee Jin, there is a document here. The translation department is busy and there is no time, so there is no way. Come over to disturb you, can you translate it for me?" This is a boy in the president's secretary department.

The age is quite young, looks good, a little bit creamy, and H-type single eyelids, but it's really not ugly.

It's his own age on this floor.

Ruan Xihe hung up a brand for the president's exclusive translation, but he did not refuse to do translation work, so he agreed.

Otherwise, it would be a shame to get a salary like this.

"Thank you, Hee Jin." He is quite enthusiastic and familiar.

"fine."

After receiving the documents brought by others, Tsk, Italian, only a thin page, if she is fully fired, it will be fine in five or six minutes.

But normal speed is fine, and you can't frighten others.

The young man didn't leave while standing, and Ruan Xihe didn't want to let him go. After all, if he left, he would have to go to the secretary's office to send him there, which is troublesome.

Stay here, and let him take it back when she is done.

The boy had something to say, but she was already serious and started to work. She couldn't say anything, so she stood aside and watched.

Now the young man’s posture is not straightforward. After only a few minutes, he supported the table with one hand and the back of her chair with the other. His eyes were fixed on the computer, and he was secretly amazed by Quan Xi’s professionalism and hands. speed.

But this posture looks extremely intimate and ambiguous to outsiders.

Choi Eunsheng, who was following the boss, saw this scene, and the groundhog screamed in his heart, it was over!

Park Jae-hyung’s voice was low in cold pressure: "What are you doing."

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