Chapter 1990: Extra 103

However, before the CEO finished speaking, Mengmeng raised his head and interjected; "Pu'er is not good, Pu'er can't be counted——"

The President was completely defeated—so much so that for several nights in a row, he dreamed of a pile of tea leaves chasing after him——

"Feng. Meng. Meng—" the voice from hell, gnashing his teeth: "From today onwards, you will practice etiquette, makeup, beauty and clothing matching in the office!"

"Why?" Feng Mengmeng protested seriously: "I don't like to dress up!"

Long Yutian was a little impatient: "Don't you know that the beauty of a woman is the face of a man?"

Unkempt all day long, with no makeup on, how do you take it out? ! The most important thing is that the CEO hates tea to the core!

Feng Mengmeng touched his face, then looked at Long Yutian, and then retorted.

"I don't think so——otherwise, why am I so petite and cute, sunny and cheerful, but you, Mr. President, have facial paralysis?"

Long Yutian became stiff again——

It wasn't until the sports car drove to the gate of the community that Long Yu spit out two words in a cold voice: "Get out of the car—"

This time, he didn't even unbuckle her seat belt, let alone watch her go upstairs.

What a gentleman!

Feng Mengmeng complained about this eccentric CEO thousands of times in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of him, so he could only make faces at the rear of the sports car, turned around and went upstairs, whimpering!

Who told her to tremble, and the famine turned into six billion?

It’s true that if you have money, you can make ghosts turn millstones, but if you don’t have money, only millstones can turn me——

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Mengmeng is a good boy with a healthy body and mind. After being abused by 6 billion for an afternoon, he went to work alive and kicking the next day.

However, the CEO didn't come to pick her up today, but sent a driver, Xiao Wang, which made Mengmeng's refreshed spirit a little bit sluggish!

Pulling on the window, moaning—habit is really not a good thing, to be scolded and scolded has become a habit?

It's only been a few hours without being abused by the CEO, and your skin is itchy all over? No wonder her mother said that she has a skin that needs to be beaten--!

When entering the office, Long Yutian hadn't arrived yet, and there was a delicious and hearty breakfast on the table. Darlene stood beside her and reminded him, "Mengmeng, the president said that he will arrive at the company late, so you should have breakfast yourself."

Feng Mengmeng was furious, shit, it's fine if you don't come to pick him up, now he doesn't even come for breakfast——

Turning into a resentful woman in a second, Mengmeng decided that depression was an appetite, and Zhang Yawu grabbed it and ate it.

When Long Yutian returned to the office, Feng Mengmeng was lying on the table with a chicken leg in one hand and a piece of bread in the other.

The small cherry mouth is shiny and shiny, with a few drops of milk and bread crumbs on it.

Seeing Long Yutian's return, Feng Mengmeng just glanced at him slightly, snorted strangely from his nostrils, grinned and tore a piece of chicken, grinding his teeth hard to chew.

Long Yutian felt that her angry little face was a little funny, and didn't care about her temper. He took off his suit, turned around and went into the bathroom.

When he came out, he held a wet tissue in his hand, and walked gracefully to Feng Mengmeng's side.

Feng Mengmeng raised his forehead, drooped his eyelids, and just wanted to hum grotesquely, but Long Yutian directly pressed her head and rubbed her mouth twice with a wet towel.

"Hmm—Big Boss, what are you doing!"