Chapter 111: Great Kissing Skills
She never thought that Mr. Chen would make a special trip back to Xiangyue Mansion before going to the airport.

Moreover, we just happened to meet in the garage.

"Would you like to go upstairs and get some clothes?"

After asking, Liang Weining came back to his senses and said to himself, "It shouldn't be necessary. The port area has everything. Uncle Ming will have prepared everything in advance."

I wanted to hear the reluctance from her.

It seems a little difficult.

How long will it take for the little girl to miss him after they are separated?

Chen Jingyuan didn't delve into the issue. He slightly clasped his arms, pressed the person in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her without distraction.

Very well behaved tonight and knew how to respond.

Although I don't know the rules, my body is very excited.

Realizing that something was wrong with her, Liang Weining woke up in time. She gently pushed the man's chest and reminded him vaguely, "You're going to be late."

If you are late, please postpone it to another day.

or-

The big hand holding her waist moved down to her hips, adjusting the girl's posture so that the hem of her skirt fit tightly with her trousers.

His eyes locked onto her rosy lips, Chen Jingyuan suggested, "Come back to Hong Kong with me."

Together?
Liang Weining shook his head, "No, I'm very busy in the next week."

The man chuckled.

"Why don't you tell me what you are busy with?" He was ready to be asked.

In the quiet car, Liang Weining began to report his work to Mr. Chen in an orderly manner.

It has only been two days since I joined the department and the weekly plan, monthly plan, tasks already done, tasks to be done, expected results, deadlines, and what kind of support I need from the boss are all imprinted in my mind.

I heard her mention that she would take turns to invite dealers to dinner.

Chen Jingyuan took out his mobile phone and transferred some money via WeChat.

The amount is huge.

Liang Weining was stunned, not knowing what was going on.

"Pocket money." Chen Jingyuan put the phone back in the armrest box and said in a normal tone: "Drink less, don't be stubborn, and call me anytime if you encounter difficulties."

The little girl corrected: "It's Special Assistant Xu."

"What's the difference?"

She explained: "Many things can be solved by Xu Zhou stepping in."

Mr. Chen is busy enough, so try not to cause more trouble.

I thought my little thoughts were reasonable, so I spoke to him seriously and reasoned with him.

There was silence for a while, and Chen Jingyuan suddenly felt tired.

I'm in a hurry and too lazy to teach.

He rubbed her head with his big hand and left the last sentence: "Go upstairs, have a good sleep, and don't stay up late."

receive.

"Lack of sleep will lead to death sooner. I understand."

After saying that, the man half-closed his eyes and his expression was wrong.

amount.

Liang Weining quickly added: "It's not targeting you, Mr. Chen is in great health."

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Five minutes later, the little girl got off the car with a red face and her head down.

Not far behind her, an extended Pullman started and slowly drove away. Standing in front of the elevator, she pursed her lips, feeling overwhelmed by grievances.

Inside the metal wall, she silently stared at the strawberry mark under her collar, and her mind echoed the words that the man said from the depths of his throat when he kissed her in the car moments ago, "Ningning is amazing."

He covered his face, feeling too embarrassed to face himself.

Just a few tens of seconds.

With a ding, the elevator door opened.

I unlocked the door with my fingerprint, changed my shoes at the entrance, and saw a message from my aunt at the island counter.

[There is hot porridge in the pot. If you are hungry, you can have some. ]

Open it and you will smell the rich crab roe aroma.

Liang Weining rubbed his stomach and went to the sterilizer to get a bowl, intending to reward his stomach again.

After supper, go to the bathroom.

Looking at the faint wet marks on his panties, he fell silent.

Mr. Chen is a great kisser.

Who is the culprit after all?

The next day, I went to the company and handed the sorted dealer information to Alina, asking her to make phone invitations to each of them in order of priority, from high to low.

Make an appointment.

Alina took it and said, "What if someone asks me about your position? How should I answer?" She definitely couldn't use her identity as a secretary, that would be too outrageous.

Liang Weining opened the drawer beside him, and inside lay a pile of business cards.

Taking a closer look, Alina was surprised.

"You, how did you do it?" he asked curiously.

The girl smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry too much, I'll take care of anything, just go ahead and do it."

Oh.

Just as Alina was about to leave, Liang Weining changed his mind and called her.

"Don't be too specific. Just say that you're the general manager of the branch's medical rehabilitation line. You're new in the position and you want to make yourself familiar with everyone."

I didn't rush to leave this time, so I did a brief analysis.

Alina questioned: "You are new in office and too young. I am afraid that group of people will not buy into your ideas, let alone take you seriously."

"What they want is 'don't take me seriously'." Liang Weining added, "Go ahead, make appointments with as many people as you can, and try to schedule them within this week."

This week.

But today is already Thursday.

In fact, if there is true cooperation, who would care whether it is a working day or not.

As expected, we only managed to make an appointment with two of the ten first-level distributors.

The rest are at the second level, a total of three.

As for the general agent, he simply found an excuse to refuse, saying that their general manager was on a business trip abroad and his return date was uncertain.

After reading the information summarized by Alina, Liang Weining had an idea.

I didn't go to the company all day on Friday.

Her attendance and performance are not monitored by the marketing department, so she is free to travel.

Liang Weining arrived at the coffee shop on East Third Ring Road ten minutes early.

The first-level distributors who were supposed to arrive at the agreed time were late, and not only that, two of them showed up at the same time.

It was obvious that the second after receiving Alina's call, he probably colluded with her privately. He really had no intention of hiding his attitude and put it on the table. He only went to the appointment today because of the face of the big company. After all, even if the business is gone, the friendship cannot be broken.

Liang Weining stood up, shook hands with the two general managers and handed out his business card.

The position column reads: Business Unit Manager.

Business Division.
What it does is unheard of.

However, the two knew the girl's other identity very well.

The chief secretary of the China and Hong Kong Directors' Office, and the "celebrity" around Mr. Chen.

The Reds dare not offend, but the recovery line is dead, and they don't want to waste too much energy on it.

Straight to the point, one of the general managers said: "The rebate is too little, the profit is too low, and the shipment volume is far less than that of the general agent. If the above three points can be solved, we are willing to give it a try."

"Excuse me for asking, how much do you think the rebate should be increased to be reasonable?" Liang Weining put down his coffee, his attitude calm.

The little girl was quite calm.

Another general manager said with a smile: "Ms. Liang has the final say on rebates and resource allocation."

Obviously, the role played by a business card is minimal.

Liang Weining pondered for a few seconds and pretended not to understand.

"Since you don't want to believe in my sincerity, why did you two come to the appointment today?"

The answer is self-evident.

The two of them drank their coffee in silence, their movements surprisingly coordinated.

"Ms. Liang is a straightforward person, so I won't beat around the bush and will tell you the truth."

The other person put down his coffee cup, looked at her, and told her the purpose of his visit.

After listening quietly, Liang Weining smiled.

It turns out that the drunkard's real intention was not to drink.

He wanted to use her performance in the rehabilitation line as a condition in exchange for an admission ticket to the 100 billion project at the China-Hong Kong headquarters.

"You two, you think too highly of me." Liang Weining took the bag next to him, stood up and nodded to say goodbye.

Being called.

"The rebate remains the same, and we don't have to care about profits. It's a mutually beneficial thing. Miss Liang, why don't you consider it?"

She pursed her lips, a hint of sarcasm flashing across her eyes.

What to consider.

Relying on Mr. Chen's favor, he acts lawless.

Will the executive director of China and Hong Kong have his decisions and ideas influenced by a woman?

Liang Weining said "sorry", then turned and left with a resolute back.

Behind him, the man sneered, "Mr. Chen allowed a female secretary to take over this business, obviously just to let her practice and make the beauty happy."

What does a little girl know, can she make it happen? It's just wishful thinking.

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