Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite

He looked suspiciously at the face, and at first glance, the face that had just returned to normal color became iron-green again. Just now, the cleaning aunt fell and pushed, and his half of the trousers were dirty, and the shoes were the same. All the way has been done almost, turning into a gray-black small mud point.

For the sake of good looks, he also specially selected a light gray summer suit, which is particularly obvious.

These white-collar workers are white-collar workers who are used to being neat and tidy. Where have you seen this virtue in this building? It is inevitable that they will not recognize who they are in the background.

Turning suddenly, Chen Ziming looked angrily at the girls who were still whispering.

"Which department are you?"

Seeing his face, several people are discolored with a small face.

"Chen Chen, I am sorry, I don't know if you are, I didn't expect you to be so embarrassed..." The young white-collar worker was busy apologizing, realizing that he said something wrong, and hurriedly changed his mouth. "No, I said that I didn't expect it." You are so... casual, right, casual!"

Several other white-collar workers are also silent.

Chen Ziming is on the verge, and there is already a sardonic male voice behind him. "Which is this? Look at it like this, how can it seem to have just climbed up from the sewer!"

Hearing that is the most inconspicuous director of engineering, Chen Ziming is too lazy to pay attention to these small white-collar workers, turned to the directors who went upstairs, looked up and pointed at the nose of the engineering director, from A string of cold words is squeezed out of the teeth.

"You listened carefully to me. It took me two hours, and I asked you to bow to me!"

"Okay!" The director of the engineering department raised his lips. "Then I have to look at it. How much do you have, let me this director bow to you!"

Behind him, the heads of several other departments also looked at Chen Ziming with a look of jokes.

In their eyes, Chen Ziming has already lost in Mu Tianye's hands, and he does not know what he secretly does, so he will not put him in his eyes.

"Hey!" Chen Ziming's gaze swept through the crowd, "You wait!"

Raising his hand and pushing the engineering director in front of him, he strode to the conference room.

Several people looked at each other and laughed and came over.

In the conference room, several old directors have already arrived. Of course, they did not hear Chen Ziming’s order. Instead, Mu Tianye had secretly informed them that they would stay in City A for the past few days, so they could be summoned in Chen Ziming. All appeared on the table.

Chen Ziming looked at the crowd and he stood by and raised his lips with satisfaction.

Sure enough, there is a lot of them, and now it’s worse.

The eyes fell on the chair that was the most comfortable and comfortable of the entire office back. Chen Ziming’s eyes were like the emperor staring at the dragon chair.

Wait a moment, when the lawyer arrives, he can sit in this chair in front of Mu Tianye, thinking about it is really happy.

Outside the door, the footsteps sounded, and the lawyer walked in with a briefcase.

"Chen Chen, I am sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road."

“It’s okay.” Chen Ziming’s unusual test, “Isn’t Mu haven’t come yet?”

The lawyer nodded, put the bag on the table, prepared the documents, and the others were already seated. Chen Ziming still looked at the chair.

A few shareholders, look at me, I look at you, they are a little touchless.

This Chen Ziming, which one is singing?

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