I feel a little embarrassed, I can think about it, and I feel wrong. Meng Ze just talked with the woman ‘happily,’ especially the female host’s appearance. He is still staring at people, how come he suddenly likes men?

Although the general is a deep cabinet, but Meng Ze has no memory, more or less will be affected by the plot. For example, before he retired on the grounds that he was a straight man, it is very likely that he was also affected by the plot, and he had a good impression on the woman, and he just admitted to chasing him in front of the woman.

Well, understand, Meng Ze is likely to lie to him, first find an excuse to let himself retreat, and then he is good to chase the woman.

Looking at the face of the truth, I thought to myself: It’s useless, the woman is now me... cough, friend! A friend's wife can't be bullied, she won't like you.

Guess guessed this, but he decided to test it, so he coughed and lowered his voice and asked: "If...I am a man, would you love me?"

Meng Ze’s 唰’s release of his hand, his eyes sliding from the chest to the calf, then shaking his head. The chest is nothing more than a fake, but the legs... Which man’s legs are so smooth and fair? Not always a person... demon?

He frowned, his eyes moving to the cold face, and he was slightly stunned.

Drinking a little bit to the cold, this time the micro-small drunk, eyes blurred, lips slightly, with a temptation.

Meng Ze looked at it for a while and looked awkward, but he quickly returned to God. When he saw that the cold seemed not to be awake, he was relieved and calmly said: "You drink too much."

Having said that, he was still a bit strange in his heart. He couldn’t help but think that the secretary could even trace the matter to the toilet. He wouldn’t love to change it for him. Or is she a man before, is she now a woman? But no matter what kind of thing, he can be sure that he doesn't like shemale.

Seeing him coldly, he quickly retracted his hand, and there was an answer in his heart. I did not guess wrong, Meng Ze really just found an excuse to send him.

Oh, no use!

He smiled slightly and put his hand on Meng Ze's shoulder. After he got close, he blew his breath in his ear: "Meng, you haven't answered my question yet."

Meng Ze’s body was obviously stiff, and he pushed him away for a while, slightly stepping forward, and pretending to calm down: “If you are a DJ, I will probably consider it.”

After he said that he turned and left, the pace was obviously a little messy.

“Hey?” The face of the cold was arrogant, and I didn’t expect the boss to say a paragraph.

But remembering that this guy had just helped his brother, he hadn’t washed his hands to catch his wrist. He couldn’t help but remind Meng Ze’s back: “Meng Zong, you just didn’t wash your hands.”

Meng Ze blinked for a moment and then walked faster.

After solving the physiological needs in a very troublesome way, he took a long breath and quickly returned to the hall.

The banquet is nearing the end, and Meng Ze is planning to leave early, seeing the cold, and keeping up with it.

Out of the hotel, Meng Ze hesitated, suddenly said: "The driver has something to go ahead of time, you take a taxi back, the company reimbursed."

"Ah?" He snorted and asked subconsciously: "The car has also left."

Meng Ze was silent, but the car did not leave, but to the extent that the secretary was obsessed with him, if she was sent home tonight, she would have an illusion of what she should not have. The woman traced the matter to the men's restroom. In the event of any misunderstanding, for his degeneration... then things are troublesome.

More than one thing is less than a thing, Meng Zexin heart, bite his teeth: "Yes, the car was driven away."

Thinking to the cold, are you cheating? The driver dared to leave the boss and drive away by himself? He doesn't want to do it tomorrow?

"But it's so late, I am alone... It's not safe to take a taxi." He blinked at him and looked at him with a pitiful look.

Meng Ze almost said, ‘I am sending you’, but when it’s over, it’s hard to change to ‘that’s the subway.’ After he said that he did not stop for a moment, turned and left, and waited for the turn to help frown.

Looking at him with a cold eye, a gust of wind blew, and I felt very bleak.

Xin Luyao and Jiang Yi followed them out, just to see this scene, they could not help but stop.

Xin Lu was busy with the opening of the river game, pulling forward to comfort the cold, and then persuaded: "Han Han, you take our car."

She was shocked by her enthusiasm, and shook her head after returning to God: "No need..."

"Nothing, A city is so big, it will be too winding..." Xin Luyao is still trying to persuade.

At this time, Jiang Yi just drove the car and whispered, "Get on the bus."

Unlike the enthusiasm of the female host, Jiang Yi thought that this is Meng Ze’s secretary. I don’t know if I can make a point from her...

I thought that the subway was quickly stopped, and here is a famous rich area. It is not easy to take a taxi. It is hesitant to go to the cold, and it is still on the train.

However, at this time, Meng Ze did not feel relieved, and came back, just to see him on the car of Jiang Yi, the heart suddenly mixed.

Why do you care about a small secretary who has just met for a few days? Meng Ze felt that his mentality was somewhat wrong, but he quickly found a reason for himself: because the secretary is on the opponent's car, he will be uncomfortable. Well, it must be like this!

Jiang Yiben wanted to inquire about the news from Xiang Han, but unfortunately, he did not participate in the bidding project. In the end, not only did nothing, but also offended his girlfriend Xin Luyao.

Xin Luyao was very soft in the face of the cold, but after sending it to the cold, the face immediately pulled down, and the tone was unpleasant, asked Jiang Yi: "What did you mean?"

Jiang Yi did not understand, he inquired about the situation of the opponent, which is not normal?

However, Xin Luyao is obviously very unhappy, frowning: "I can't take the land with strength. Han Han is my friend. You still have to ask for information from her. This is fine. She didn't say anything. If she really said something, she How do you stay in Zeyuan?"

The two people's concepts are actually somewhat different. Jiang Yi is an old fritter in the shopping mall, and the means are smooth, but Xin Luyao sometimes does not understand his style.

In the original plot, the two had just had contradictions, and Meng Ze appeared as a catalyst. After several rounds of running-in, they gradually understood each other.

But now, because of the cold, the contradiction between the two appeared in advance. In addition, Meng Ze did not pursue the female lord according to the original plot. The male lord did not have a sense of crisis. He had a cold war with the female host for a while.

Xiang Han did not know this. After he went to work the next day, he obviously felt the coldness from the leadership. When sending the documents, Meng Ze specifically reminded him: "The company is bidding with the new game, you better avoid contact with their people."

I understand directly to the cold, I want to chase the woman, you are less in front of her BB.

Very sad to the cold, the first time I suspected that the big A, what ‘Admiral will definitely fall under his suit pants’, he has been so seduce so hard, Meng Zeming is not moved.

In fact, Meng Ze is also very puzzled. According to his past style, this kind of emotional use and attempt to seduce his female subordinates should have been opened. But somehow, he can always bear with it, and find various excuses to comfort himself. What is her ability is not bad, the company has a lot of recent things, other secretaries have to take maternity leave, etc. In short, it is not open.

What's even worse is that after getting used to sending documents to the cold, he occasionally changed to a party assistant or Nnia. He was somewhat uncomfortable. His thoughts were always uncontrollable. He couldn't help but think, why didn't the secretary come?

Meng Ze has a headache recently. He has doubts more than once: I may be bisexual. I used to have no right person.

"Meng Zong?" The assistant who was reporting to see him was somewhat ecstatic, and could not help but remind him.

Meng Ze suddenly retracted his thoughts and coughed up with a light cough. He asked: "So the residential land in the new district must be shaken?"

"Yes." The assistant carefully said: "This time I’ve been looking at luck..."

A few days ago, the land auctions, several plots in the new district all exceeded the maximum price. In order to control the land price, according to regulations, it is necessary to use the table tennis shake number to determine the attribution.

Some assistants have no end. After all, this time the money is useless and depends on luck.

Meng Ze’s main energy is on the bidding floor. He only said: “It’s okay to get it, it’s okay to get it...” After finishing the meal, he added: “But... the best luck is better. The employees are in the past."

The matter of shaking the number, I did not participate in the cold. But when it was halfway through, the past colleagues lamented in the group and shook four plots. They were all missing.

Suddenly, I suddenly felt sympathy for Meng Ze. The bidding for the land was a male lord. He couldn’t get it. If he couldn’t get it, he would be the biggest loser.

Thinking of the spacecraft in the space, he replied directly in the group: "Wait, I will transfer to you."

colleagues:"...."

The party assistant thought that the cold was just a casual talk. I didn't expect to hear it for a while. I actually received a call from him and said that he was stopped outside.

The party assistant had to ask for accommodation, and put him in.

Then the miracle appeared.

Before the cold arrived, only four of them were in the shake number. After the cold arrived, three of the four were shaken by Zeyuan.

Colleagues were stunned and the staff was very surprised. The peers were gnashing their teeth: shady! You must have done something unspeakable!

In fact, if you think about it carefully, everyone thinks it is impossible. Who will move it to three pieces in succession? too fake!

After returning to the company, out of all kinds of thoughts, the assistant in front of Meng Ze boasted a cold, and then suggested: "Nancheng branch will also participate in a local shooting next month, there is no land this year. When it’s time, let’s let the secretary help me in the past. She’s lucky, and she’s sure to make some gains.”

Meng Ze: "..."

"Let's talk about it. The financial center has been bidding for a few days, let her go with me." He tried to make his tone look serious. In fact, it was not his superstition, but... doing business, and peace of mind.

After learning about his heavy duties, he immediately burned his body and used two converging symbols.

On the day of bidding, after several parties explained the plan, the bid evaluation party hesitated between Zeyuan and Yixin. A little nervous to the cold, silently burned a spot.

The appraisers studied for a long time, and finally said: "In fact, both of them are very good, we are very interested, why don't you jointly develop?"

Zeyuan is willing to save money, the quality is guaranteed, the new design is better, and it is more attractive. If it can be integrated, it is obviously better.

In the end, under the coordination of the appraisers, the project was given to Zeyuan, but they were required to develop together with Yixin.

Jiang Yisong breathed a sigh of relief. He was not very sure about Shangzeyuan. He was very satisfied with the partial development rights.

Meng Ze’s thoughts are exactly the opposite of him. Originally, there were many restrictions on this land, it was difficult to develop, and it was difficult to make a profit. If it is not because the landmark building can be famous, he may not spend so much effort. I spent the price and energy, but let others share a piece of it, and my heart is uncomfortable.

After seeing the cold, I couldn’t help but shake my head. According to the plot, this piece of land would have been won by the man. It is not bad to be able to resist the power of the plot and win the leading development right.

Although Meng Ze was not satisfied with the results, everyone has been busy with this for a long time, and it is still worth celebrating. So that evening, Meng Ze was on the sidelines, let everyone gather to celebrate.

Xiang Han is now dubbed in the company as ‘Fuxing’. When gathering, everyone toasted him, and he accidentally drank too much.

In this kind of occasion, Meng Ze usually only drinks a few cups at the beginning of the game, and then a few words of motivation, then leave. But this time because I have to travel the next day, and I have to explain to the assistants, I will stay for a while.

When he left, he went to the bathroom. The same thing happened just after the brakes were released.

To the cold feet, high heels, a black suit, straight trousers, suddenly pushed into the door.

Meng Ze is not surprised, not surprised, only feels a headache.

Come again, how is this person... so dead-hearted? He refused so straightforwardly, she still didn't give up, she still came to the toilet, what do I want to do?

He leaned sideways and turned his back to the cold, frowning: "You..."

The word 'you' hasn't finished yet. He suddenly found that the road to the cold drunk was not stable. He didn't seem to find him at all, could not help but hold it.

History is repeating itself, but the outcome has clearly turned a corner. Meng Ze looked at someone and staggered to him, skillfully untied the belt, pulled the chain, and pulled out...

The sound of the water rang, the sound of the water stopped, and Meng Ze was still sluggish.

Someone shook and shook, and he was very skilled to put it back, then put on his pants and swayed out. I didn’t tell him a word in the whole process. No, accurately, I didn’t even look at him. I didn’t know that he was standing next to him.

Meng Ze was so stunned that his mind was chaotic and could not help but begin to doubt life.

After returning to God, he found that he was only shocked, and accidentally dripped on his trousers, and his expression was suddenly distorted.