Chapter 1301: Deliberate arrangement

Chapter 1301 Intentional Arrangement
Qiao Zhuo did not expect that he would receive such a mission late at night, so he did not take it as a task, because Qiao Zhuo admired the status of power. He felt that this was an opportunity to reach a goal with Mr. President, and even An important turning point in his life, so he always valued appearance maintenance, when he went to work the next morning, he paid special attention to his own words and deeds.
He has a face that is very pleasing to women, has rare rare eyes of Dan Feng, smile lips, handsome eyebrows, humorous words, and many women approached him on their own initiative.
Qiao Zhuo is a diplomat. However, because of some serious omissions in some work some time ago, he was demoted and stayed as an administrative staff in the Department of Public Information. After working, but still smiling at life, it is quite impressive.
Qiao Zhuo took the initiative to help a colleague go to the archives room early in the morning to send information. He was wearing work clothes, handsome and sunny, and very good-tempered. He was a little curious about what his target character looked like.
Qiao Zhuo was striding across a corridor, and suddenly he turned his head and turned out a girl. The materials in both hands fell to the ground because of accidental collision.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The girl was slightly panicked, and quickly looked down to pick up the documents.
Qiao Zhuo also quickly pleaded guilty to admitting his mistake: "I'm not good, I'm in a hurry!"
The girls looked up and smiled at him, indicating that they had their own responsibilities.
When Qiao Zhuo reached out to pick up the document in front of her, he suddenly saw the badge number on her dress, with the words "Lan Yanxi" written on it, and his outstretched hand instantly froze.
"Which department are you from?" Qiao Zhuo was a little nervous and nervous, but he didn't expect it to be so coincident. On the way to the archives room, he hit Lan Yanxi. He had to calm down and pretend to ask curiously.
"The archives!" Lan Yanxi pointed to his badge.
Qiao Zhuo's expression flashed, and he quickly picked up a few files on the ground that did not belong to him, mixed them in his file pile, and then stood up pretending to be in a hurry: "I'm in a hurry!"
After speaking, he turned to the Department of Information and decided not to go to the archives room. He believed that soon, Lan Yanxi would come and ask him to return the documents. These documents are very important and need to be saved and archived. With fewer pages, Lan Yanxi will definitely find it when he checks.
"Oh ..." is still the newcomer Lan Yanxi. She didn't expect the other party to take her documents by mistake. She felt that she couldn't understand the documents, and the other party would definitely not take them in random. After all, you should exchange the wrong things Coming back is also very troublesome.
Unfortunately, Lan Yan was naive.
Wan Qianqian's work was also officially launched. She took off her coat, wore a high-necked blue sweater, rolled up sleeves, and exposed a small white and slender arm. Her long hair was also tied into a pony tail. Holding a pen, she is painting on the wall like clouds. She is a natural painter. Every stroke passes by, and her mood is extraordinary and amazing.
Suddenly a message popped up on Wan Qianqian's mobile phone, she quickly put down her pen and said to the assistant next to her, "Bring me my phone!"
The little assistant quickly hurried over, Wan Qianqian stared, and the corners of her mouth raised instantly: "I have something at noon, you can clean up here in a while."
The little assistant quickly nodded and responded, Wan Qianqian spread her long hair and decided to go to the bathroom to make up, because the president said at first that Ling Mofeng had lunch with her and wanted to call her together.
In fact, it is just a light meal, not external, but some internal leaders gather for lunch. Wan Qianqian knows that this is a good opportunity for her, and naturally she will not miss it.
Wan Qianqian took her handbag and quickly went to the bathroom. As soon as she entered, she saw a woman looking in the mirror to make up.
When Yang He saw the beautiful woman who came in, she quickly put away the cheap cosmetics on her hand, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Wan Qianqian in a way that could not hide her hatred.
As a woman, Wan Qianqian seemed to know that the other person was jealous in her eyes.
However, she doesn't care. Beautiful things are born jealous. So are women. Who doesn't envy those who are born with beauty?
Yang He didn't leave immediately, she pretended to take out her phone to play.
Wan Qianqian opened her handbag and took out all the expensive and expensive cosmetics. Everything that Yang He wanted to have in her dreams, just like when she opened Lan Yanxi ’s makeup bag, she saw those in her life. She did n’t know what she could have, and she realized that beautiful women and everything they had accumulated on them could only be described in one expensive word. It was taken for granted that money was beautiful, and she became more and more aware of this reality. .
Wan Qianqian traced her red lips, and a pair of eyes found that the woman next to her was peeking at herself. She put down her lipstick and asked gently: "Miss, do you need my help?"
Yang He woke up suddenly and immediately smiled coldly: "Why do I need your help?"
"I thought you wanted to know the efficacy of my cosmetics." Wan Qianqian's mouth evoked a smile, mocking obviously.
Yang He's face suddenly became angry, she snorted, and quickly left.
Wan Qianqian took care of her collar, fortunately she was pretty bright and beautiful today. I believe she will not lose her style at the table for a while.
Ling Mofeng received an invitation from Mr. President, and enjoyed lunch with a while of ministers, in the third-floor box of the office cafeteria.
Vice Admiral Chu asked anxiously: "Sir, Mr. President suddenly invited you to lunch together, I wonder what the intention is?"
"Maybe it's related to recent comments from some politicians. He wants to do superficial work and relax the relationship with me." Ling Mofeng said indifferently.
"Is it because they say that your shooting was related to him? Not the terrorists?" Lieutenant Chu asked inexorably.
"Maybe, anyway, since he invited me, I can't help it." Ling Mofeng sneered.
"It's just a meal, there shouldn't be any danger!" Lieutenant Chu wanted to protect himself, but sitting at the table were all important ministers of the country. He was afraid that he would not have the right to come to the table.
"It's okay, I will be careful myself, there are a lot of us in there, he will not mess around." Ling Mofeng was not afraid.
At the lunch table, Ling Mofeng was second only to Mr. President, and beside him, a beautiful woman was accidentally arranged. It was Wan Qianqian. As soon as she entered the door, she heard the staff say that her position was in Ling Mofeng's Around her, she was happy.
Because this is just a very private lunch, the locations of the scenes are not so important here.
When Ling Mofeng stepped in, she saw Wan Qianqian, her eyes changed slightly.
"Mr. Vice President, hello!" Wan Qianqian quickly stood up and greeted him politely.
"Why are you here?" Ling Mofeng sat down in position, expressing surprise.
"I came here only at the invitation of Mr. President. It is a great honor to be able to sit next to Mr. Vice President!" Wan Qianqian has always been generous in etiquette.
At this time, the old president also came in. On the round table, there were important ministers of the two factions. The old president glanced and smiled and said, "Let Miss Wan accompany our old men to eat. It must be very boring. I arranged for our young and promising Vice President to sit by your side, you young people, there is no generation gap, and better exchange of ideas. "
The next group of ministers also echoed with a smile, but Ling Mofeng smiled lightly: "His good intentions, I have a heart, I'm afraid that Miss Wan will find me boring and boring!"
Wan Qianqian smiled in a timely manner: "Mr. Vice President is too modest. I have always looked up to your talents and manners. It is a very happy thing to have such a good opportunity to communicate with you at the table. . "
It was just a light meal. The matter the minister discussed was not a national event. Instead, she was joking about the food and wine at noon. Wan Qianqian had toasted the wine, and now she was reddish and dizzy.
Ling Mofeng had a good drink, and his people secretly blocked a lot of wine for him, so although Jun Jun's face was red at the moment, he was not drunk. wavv
Suddenly, as soon as Wan Qianqian's head leaned against him, he leaned against his shoulder. 2k novel reading network