Strongest Guard

As soon as Chen Dali came out of a coma, he heard a high-pitched scream.

Turning to look around, she saw the newsstand proprietress squatting beside him, with two thick black silk legs split apart.

This is seduce Dali brother to make a mistake.

It's a pity that Hugh said that she was overweight. Even if she was Crawford ---- Brother Dali would still consider it for half a second, and decide not to look at any evil, get up and run away like flying.

The lover of his dreams should have been given to him by the boss. In a sense, it was automatically upgraded to his wife of the boss.

No matter how bad Brother Dali is, he won't do things that are indecent to the boss.

Only, gritted her teeth and reluctantly removed her from the ranks of thirty-eight dream lovers, looking for new candidates to fill her seat.

Chen Dali didn't have time to think about who to look for to replace Crawford's vacancy. He just clutched the newspaper tightly, as if being driven by a vicious dog, and rushed to the company headquarters at the fastest speed.

Wang Defa just left the house, but Chen Dali, who was rushing forward, flew straight out.

Lao Wang was furious: "Chen Dali, are you so sick?"

"Grass, you will learn from Lao Tzu getting sick later. Get out, get out, get out of me!"

While drinking loudly, Chen Dali jumped up the stairs, frightened several Wu Yujie, who were holding documents in their arms, and hurriedly welted.

After he dashed up, he looked at each other: "What's wrong with Chief Chen? The sky has fallen?"

Even if the sky fell, it would not change Crawford's mind.

With 5% of the shares, Nanfang Group will invest and build factories in her hometown and other good news, so that Crawford was ecstatic, and the dissatisfaction with Li Nanfang had long been thrown out of the sky.

The more I look at him, the more pleasing to the eye.

Compared with Boss Li, who has already mastered six points in the mall, Crawford, a supermodel who already owns several fashion stores of her own brand, understands that after the establishment of Southern Black Silk in foreign countries, she owns 5%. How much profit will it bring her.

A big pie fell from the sky, and these words cannot describe the ecstasy in Crawford's heart.

I just kept praying in my heart: "God bless him, let him sign the contract quickly. What are you hesitating? Alas, I have a high self-esteem. I think that President Ai Weier can become the CEO of Yaping Group. In fact, her vision is harsher and more accurate than mine."

"The man she has a crush on, what reason does Crawford have for letting go when the opportunity comes? Since I can't be on stage for the rest of my life, then why don't I find a man who can make me beautiful and hug me tightly? Don’t let his legs loose?"

"You signed it. Haven't you already said it, why are you still hesitating!"

Seeing Boss Li holding his signature pen and tapping on the initial contract, but not writing his name, Crawford was really anxious. With a bit of silver teeth, he took off his windbreaker backhand and walked around the table quickly. , Reached out to expose his neck and sat on his lap.

Under the windbreaker, there is a lake-green hip skirt with a big V-neck. You can see the restless white with a slight bend.

Li Nanfang knew very well that after signing his name, 5% of the company's shares belonged to Crawford. This is not what makes him feel bad.

What worries him most is that it should be the well-known brand of China Southern Group, which wants to benefit the people of Qingshan. From the moment he signs, he will go abroad to develop and benefit foreigners.

He doesn't care too much about 5% of the shares-who dares to say that, he will slap that person's mouth!

But 5% of the shares are nothing compared to the Southern Group’s forced relocation and re-production.

I really don't want to sign.

How much Li Nanfang hopes that there will be a heavyweight old man at this time. He suddenly fell from the sky and said to him: "Child, don't sign, don't sign! Lao Zhou and others have spent years of hard work to develop the black silk technology, that is It belongs to the people of China. What are you doing abroad? What is the Lin family suppressing you, I can help you. As long as my old man makes a move----"

It is said that the heavyweight old man made the shot, but how did Crawford make the shot?

The woman's eyebrows were full of spring, her eyes seemed to have water flowing, her red lips were half open, her breath was blue, which happened to be Li Nanfang's favorite mint smell.

"watt?"

Li Nanfang was stunned, learning what Crawford had said when he was frightened twice, and looked at her blankly.

"Dear Di, baby, just sign it."

Crawford bowed his head, bit his earlobe slightly, and muttered in his nasal voice: "I know what you are hesitating, and I am not trying to seduce you. I just want to use practical actions to make you I know, your choice is not wrong. Signed, I am yours. For the rest of my life, it belongs to you alone."

"Isn't this tempting?"

Li Nanfang, who feels good on his hands, is very energetic.

"This is a welfare, the welfare only for you."

Crawford twisted slightly and hummed.

"This welfare is really good. However, the boss has always given people welfare, okay?"

Li Nanfang looked at her fascinatingly: "Let me think about it again, at most five minutes."

Hugh said it was five minutes, even if it was a second, Crawford couldn't wait.

This woman is superb in body and appearance, and she has a lot of brains. She knows that her actual actions are more effective than a train of sweet words.

No longer hesitating, the woman loosened her left arm around Li Nanfang's neck and knelt on the ground.

Sometimes, you have to admit that certain technologies of European and American women have advantages that are difficult to compare with island love superstars.

This may be related to their epiglottis, which is naturally slower than the Asian epiglottis.

Li Nanfang felt deeply about this.

The well-known financial witch Su Yaqier has already proved this to him.

five minutes?

Holding a grass, less than thirty seconds to plant it, Boss Li was almost unable to hold on, gritted his teeth and picked up the signature pen again, and was about to sign Muzi Li, the name of Bei Yan Fei Southern. Time.

boom!

The door of the boss' office was like being knocked open by a mad cow.

In the loud noise, the two doors quickly flew to both sides, and then quickly rebounded.

One person, before the door bounced back, jumped in in time.

There are two kinds of anger that are beyond the control of men.

One is getting up gas.

One is that I was refreshing, but I was interrupted.

"Get out of here!"

Without seeing who the visitor was, Boss Li raised his hand and slammed the table before giving a sigh.

"Boss, good thing, good thing, great good thing!"

Chen Dali, whose forehead was blue and purple, was so excited that he didn't even notice the boss's anger on his face. He didn't hear the angry shout that contained the dignity of the boss. He just took a leap. He threw himself at the desk and took the newspaper Retaken on the table.

What a great thing?

A good thing of greatness can be better than Boss Li, who is regarded by thousands of fans as the love of his dreams, is an international supermodel serving him diligently?

However, in view of Chen Dali's recent progress in shooting horse kung fu, Boss Li decided to temporarily suppress Thunder Fury and give him a chance to explain.

If it's just a good thing about Mung Bean, I hope he will not die too miserably.

"Boss, the "China Summer Daily" has justified our name! "China Summer Daily", oh."

The man who beats Dali with iron--sometimes like this, at this time he was so excited that he couldn't make a sound of tears, and only poke the newspaper with his fingers.

The man's tears immediately flooded Boss Li's mind with unhealthy thoughts and washed away more than half of it.

God believes that as the old man swings his small hand, and instantly reverses the hardship of the Southern Group to go to a foreign country, as long as he is a Southerner, he should be extremely grateful to him.

But he didn't bother to accept these thanks, and would only get rid of his clothes and hide his merit and fame.

"This is real?"

Rao is Li Nanfang and the one who has seen the big scene, but after reading the report in the newspaper, he still had the illusion that he was dreaming.

Otherwise, it is because of being too cool to be considered an international supermodel, and there is an illusion.

The boss is the boss because he knows more than employees.

Li Nanfang knows better than Chen Dali that the "China Summer Daily" in China is definitely the existence of Taishan Beidou.

Since everything it has approved, even if it is wrong, it will receive a positive response from the national media.

What's more, after China entered the real heyday, this newspaper never published it. What about any wrong news?

"Really, really, I have proven it."

Chen Dali raised his hand and wiped his tears. He pointed his finger at the bruised forehead and brazenly boasted: "I just saw this news, in order to prove that I was right, I deliberately took my head and hit it hard. I got off the street light pole. I knocked myself out, and when I woke up, the news did not change."

"Dali, this time you are the biggest hero of the Southern Group. Fa Ge, I am willing to bow down."

Wang Defa, who rushed in following Chen Dali, clasped his fists in his hands, and his face was full of admiration of "I am convinced by you."

No matter how determined Lao Wang is to slap a horse, he will never bump his forehead like this.

Dong Shixiong and others came in together.

Chen Dali rushed up the stairs like crazy, attracted everyone's attention, why can't he follow him?

There was a low cry of crying from the door.

Li Nanfang looked up, but it was Lin Wanqing.

It can be said unceremoniously that Dong Shixiong and others care more about the fate of the Southern Group than Boss Li.

The company went bankrupt, and Boss Li didn't even do anything fart. He still had the fiancee of a billionaire rich woman to take care of him.

Where are Dong Shixiong and others?

Can't you go to the boss too, ask for support?

Therefore, when Lin Wanqing heard the "China Summer Daily" rectify the company's name, she could no longer control her emotions, containing fear, grievance, and more tears of ecstasy, which immediately burst out.

Dong Shixiong and the others also all had red eye circles. Although they didn't cry, they were all wiping their fists and palms, and they seemed to jump up at any time.

"It's a great thing, how can there be no wine? I'll be drinking 300 cups, congratulating the boss and the Southern Group!"

Wang Defa, the first master of the South Group, once again stepped forward when everyone needed him most.

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