Now, it's night in the United States, and it's unlikely that sangqi video will host the meeting.

Nan Huaijin propped her head and played with a delicate pen in her hand. She turned from her index finger to her little finger and back from her little finger.

He put the pen on the desk, and suddenly pushed it to manager Liu. The speed was very fast. Manager Liu didn't respond, so the pen fell to the ground.

Luo Shao had heard a little about Nan Huaijin, but he didn't dare to ask.

Luo Shao looked over with Nan Huaijin's eyes: "Oh, this is a rare thing. I haven't seen such a beautiful little girl for many years. Would you like to come up and have a drink with you?"

There is a girl who is particularly familiar with her figure. She is wearing a small black vest and baggy jeans, and outlines her exquisite body. Her long straight hair is spilling behind her head, and her arms are stretching freely.

Downstairs, the dance floor was full of people, and the lights flashed on the men and women dancing wildly.

Nan Huaijin raised her glass and touched them lazily.

"Well, well, today I only drink and don't mention anything."

"Ask again, and I'll go."

"I heard it's the third miss of the Sang family." Another friend said.

"I don't take it seriously. What do you take it seriously?" Nan Huaijin took a sip from her glass.

Luo Shao, Nan Huaijin's friend, opened a bottle of the best red wine and poured it on Nan Huaijin: "I heard that you got married yesterday. Why didn't you invite me?"

The best location of the bar hall overlooks the whole huge bar.

But three friends invited four invited, Nan Huaijin can only go.

Originally, I didn't want to go. It's more interesting to drink wine by myself.

Is the night, Nan Huaijin has a friend bar opening, momentum make great, please Nan Huaijin support.

Sang Yu blinked: "you said it!"

"You can have fun on your own."

"Today is the second day of our marriage. Don't leave me alone!"

"No time." Shake his shoulder and shake off Sangyu's arm.

Huaijin just took the elevator and walked in together

I don't know what Sangyu is going to do next, but a room full of old men is speechless.

At the end of the meeting, Nan Huaijin went out of the meeting room, and sang Yu's assistant went in.

Sangyu went out, and everyone quietly pushed away the cold soup rice in front of him.

Everyone you a word I a language to reach a consensus, Sangyu nodded: "then I don't disturb you to continue the meeting."

"I'll arrange people to carry out it immediately. It's a very simple thing!"

"Yes, I am."

Another manager said, "I think Mr. Nan's suggestion is good. Since it's vice chairman Sang's idea, don't disturb him on his honeymoon in the United States."

People look at the cold food and soup in front of them. Do they eat it or not?

"No, I have a look. My second brother has an hour to go before dawn. Then we can call him and watch the video. You should eat first and not be hungry."

Manager Liu closed the shop and said with a smile, "why don't we break up the meeting first and have a rest in the afternoon."

Do you eat with your hands like primitive people?

It's OK to eat cold rice, but how can you eat cold soup full of ice and oil floating on the soup noodles without tableware?

Is it eating or not?

Everyone looked at each other and understood that the three young ladies who were full of confusion were intentional.

She sighed: "I heard that when my grandfather started his business, not to mention cold food, he picked up a dirty steamed bread on the ground and ate it. There was no tableware or heating. You listen to our sang family so much. Why don't you listen to me?"

"Can't you have a cold meal?" Sangyu frowned and his big eyes were full of doubts.

"Here, heat it up!"

"I'm so sorry. In the restaurant where we buy food, the tableware and gas are gone. You can make do with it."

Someone said: "Miss sang, there is no tableware. And how can I eat this cold meal?"

Look at her smile, this meal is not so delicious.

Sang Yu sat down beside Nan Huaijin with a smile: "why don't you eat? Eat!"

It was also found that the rice was cold, the soup was ice, and there was ice in it.

The assistant stood up and went out.

Back then asked the assistant to send rice: "tableware."

But someone found that there were no chopsticks or spoons.

Open the lunch box, the food inside is very rich, colorful, especially appetite.

Liu Jing's ideal is that this girl wants to help her husband to flatter them first. They all say that this girl is a ghost, but it's too cruel.

The assistant and the Secretary help to divide the meal. Everyone has a bento and a soup. They smell the flavor of the Bento through the lid.

"As far as I know, they are going to several places, and when they come back, they don't know the year of the monkey." Sang Yu waved: "we'll talk about this later. You eat first. You eat first.""That's not what I mean. I'll come back after the vice chairman's honeymoon."

"Oh." Sang Yu nodded: "you mean, my brother and sister-in-law don't need to spend their honeymoon, come back directly?"

"Miss sang." Manager Liu complained a little: "in fact, it's a very good thing to solve. We'll wait for vice president sang to come back later."

Sang Yu stood behind Nan Huaijin, smiling: "everyone, I heard that this meeting has been open for several hours, now it's lunch time, haven't you eaten yet? Eat first, then drive. "

She was followed by an assistant and a secretary, both carrying bags of Bento.

"I know my name is sang. It's not bad. I have a future." Sang Yu smiles and pats the person at the door on the chest: "Wow, there is fitness!"

Someone at the door wanted to stop him or not: "Miss sang, there's a meeting inside."

At this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open and sang Yu came in.

The temperature in the meeting room suddenly dropped to freezing point. The Secretary stood behind Nan Huaijin, very anxious, but he didn't know what to do.

Manager Liu was a little angry: "we have so many high-level opposition, do you want to demote one by one?"

He was holding a pen in his hand and didn't know what it meant. Nan Huaijin looked at him and said with a smile, "Sang Qi told me before he left that if he met a high-level person who refused to cooperate, he would be demoted to the grass-roots level. What do you think?"

Manager Liu bent down to pick it up. Fortunately, the paint on the pen didn't come off.

"My pen is very expensive," he told him with regret

Liu manager Leng for a while, looking at Nan Huaijin.

Knowing that his wife had passed away, he was very sad. He was always a playboy. Since he was accepted by his dead wife, he never lingered in the flowers.

It's rare that he is interested in women again. Luo Shaogang is about to step forward. Nan Huaijin grabs his arm: "no, you're busy. I'll go back first."

"Well, why did you just come and leave?"