: Love if the South winds come 13

Finally, the people of the review team came out, and a luxury car outside the store was ready, just waiting for the president and a group of executives to get on the bus.
Feng Yunan walked out of the store door, passing by Joe Ruoqiang, his footsteps slightly paused.
She is squatting at her, warning her with a voice that no one can hear.
"Joe, don't try to approach me in any way, you don't deserve it."
It’s a poisonous tongue and a narcissistic man.
Thought she went to work at Di Ruiling to get close to him?
Please, don't be so narcissistic, think that the earth is turning around you?
The cold wind swept past, the man walked down the steps, and the long figure sat in the back seat of Rolls-Royce, and soon disappeared into sight.
But the irony of the man's eyes, but the thorns of Joe Ruo's heart slightly hurt.
The manager came over and patted her shoulder. "Joe, you can, go back to work!"
"Ok."
Jojom dropped his numb hands and exhaled a long breath and turned back to the store.
In the next few days, Joe's work entered the normal state.
She learned the heart and soon became familiar with the historical background related to Di Ruiling jewelry, the jewelry production process, and the characteristics of Di Ruiling jewelry.
Every day, I put myself into my work seriously, and I don’t want to have extra energy to think about the things that happened before.
Every day, I can also receive a text message that Qin Yuming asks for forgiveness, but Joe Ruoyi has ignored it.
On the way to work this day, a black car suddenly stopped on her side, two people down the car, one to block her way, one to open the door for her.
"Miss Joe? Our lord has please..."
At first, Joao was shocked and quickly looked at the two people in front of them and found that they were well dressed, gentle and courteous, and looked very well trained.
"Who is your master?" she asked with vigilance.
"I will know when you see it."
The other party sold a pass.
Joe Ruoqiang’s bold speculation should not be a bad person. If it’s a bad person, it won’t pick her poor kidnapped, and it’s not so polite.
Now she is equal to nothing, there is nothing to fear, think of this, Joe Ruo bravely, sitting in the car.
The other party took her to a beautiful tea house and walked into the box. She saw an old man with a majestic face and a white hair.
He is cooking tea himself, looking at his mind, not looking up, but faintly said, "Miss Joe, sit down."
Joe Ruoqiang is even more suspicious in his heart. Who is this old man? What are you looking for?
Driven by curiosity, she walked over to the opposite side of the old man, sat down and asked, "I don't know if Mr. is looking for me..."
The old man slowly looked up and placed a cup of tea in front of her. The waves were not shocked. "Hello Miss Joe, I am the grandfather of Yunan."
Sealing the grandfather of the South...
That is not the founder of Fengtian Group, Feng Yuanshan, the current chairman?
"Grandpa... amount, no, chairman, hello."
Joe Ruo was too surprised and almost shouted the wrong name. "Have a question, ask the chairman, are you looking for me?"
Mr. Feng did not speak, turned his head and took a stack of photos from her bag and placed them in front of her.
When Joe picked up the photos, the blood of the whole body solidified almost instantly, and the whole person made a big chill.
Photo... Almost all of her pictures of rolling sheets at the hotel that night with Feng Yunan, all kinds of postures, extremely indecent, simply... unsightly.
Joe Ruowei only felt that the breathing was not smooth, the whole person's throat was shackled, and the back of the back oozing cold sweat.
Who shot these photos?
Why is it in the hands of the chairman?
He took the photo to find her, is it to come to her to settle the account?
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