Chapter 1103: The purpose of coming

Zhang Wanlin was a little confused, how could he be an assistant?
I saw the assistant wearing wide short sleeves, and a pair of slender legs were exposed at the bottom of the clothes.
At this time, she was being pressed on the bed by Zhang Wanlin.
His head exploded.
"Zhang is always mine, assistant!"
Said the assistant.
Zhang Wanlin quickly let go, and the assistant was just passing around and panting.
Zhang Wanlin pretended not to see anything, and asked, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
The assistant said, "I'm here to get a change of clothes. I wanted to knock on the door, but I thought you should be asleep, so I came in without interruption.
How can I know you, I jumped up all at once, and I was shocked! "
A gust of wind came in and hit the assistant's lap. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the assistant quickly got up from the bed, blushing.
Only now I found out that he should have seen everything.
Her hair was swaying, and her rosy cheeks supported her, she was really cute and shy.
If it weren't for Song Li's relationship with her, Zhang Wanlin could actually get the beauty in front of her.
He finally endured it and said, "Take it if you want. I slept very shallowly and would wake up when I heard some sounds.
So next time, just knock on the door. "
"Ok."
The assistant lowered his head shyly.
Zhang Wanlin lay back on the bed again, the assistant was looking for clothes in the closet opposite, including... God, she didn't want him to see the lace underwear inside... the assistant felt like there was A pair of fiery eyes looked at his back, as if a wolf would pounce at any moment.
She turned her head sensitively. It turned out that she was thinking too much. Zhang Wanlin had closed his eyes at the moment and went to sleep.
For some reason, disappointment rose in the assistant's heart. Isn't he too beautiful to make him look twice?
why?
She took a few clothes and left reluctantly.
In the living room, she changed her pajamas and entered Song Li's room.
You can't go in wearing a short-sleeved suit. Song Li will definitely notice that when she enters Zhang Wanlin's room like this, something will happen.
For example, she was pressed on the bed as just now, resisted by his masculine force.
Song Li did not sleep, but sat leaning against the head of the bed, "Did you take a bath for so long?"
"Well, of course it's going to be longer, I sweat a lot."
The assistant would definitely not tell her about entering Zhang Wanlin's room.
"Then sleep well."
"Ok."
Longhua City, in a high-end office building.
Master Tiger was smoking a cigarette, and one of his subordinates walked in, "I wrote back over there."
Tiger Lord appeared uninterested, "What did you reply to?"
"It's the chick you have always liked, Lord Tiger."
"Oh."
Only then did Tiger Lord's eyes glow, "How do you say, is it promised or not."
"accepted!"
That humane said, "You are Tiger Lord, can she not agree? If she doesn't agree, she will be really miserable."
Master Tiger laughed loudly, and then asked again: "By the way, haven't you made an appointment to the CEO of Chaohui Company?"
It's been a month now, and since the first day, they have been in line.
Queued in line, has been in line until now without a chance.
When he met with the CEO of Chaohui Company, he just wanted to discuss cooperation and investment. As long as there is capital injection from Chaohui Company, many of his businesses can be carried out.
On the other hand, he also needs the contacts of the super club boss.
As long as you know him, you will undoubtedly give him a fulcrum to stand up.
The subordinates are embarrassed: "Master Tiger, this is still in line now."
Tiger Lord suddenly became angry: "mb's! I've been in line for a month! Tell me how many people are in front of me."
"999!"
Master Tiger took a sigh of relief and looked at him incredulously, "What did you say, last month you said that there were only more than 1,300 people, and now a month has passed, but there are still 999. Could it be that I only met 301 in a month? people?"
"Master Tiger, this is not the case, mainly because Mr. Zhang seems to have not been there in recent days, so there are so many piles up in front of him.
In addition, there are also situations where some people jump in the line, so naturally..." Lord Tiger slapped the table and exclaimed, "Who dares to intervene in my Lord Tiger's team, give me an end to him! In addition, see if you can get rid of some of the queues ahead! "
He is a gangster, of course there are ways.
However, it is quite difficult to accept, "Master Tiger, you don't know anything, these people in line are all decent people, not big wealthy businessmen, or dark forces like you, or the military government, etc."
"They come out randomly, none of which we can contend.
Maybe they are thinking about putting us on balance. "
Lord Tiger stopped talking immediately, and sighed, "It seems that there is still only a line."
To be honest, as the boss of a black force, Lord Tiger has never been so useless before, seeing the other party’s boss actually invites an appointment, even if the appointment is made, it still ranks behind 999 people, even for a month.
The problem is that he can't be rough, everyone is just like him, they are all powerful masters.
This late forest card is really big.
Song Li decided to go. Zhang Wanlin took the initiative to accompany him. This time, Song Li didn't say anything, but there was still nothing good on her face.
The three of them boarded the plane together, and then got off the plane together. Along the way, the assistant was abnormally silent, and she was shy when she saw Zhang Wanlin.
Zhang Wanlin couldn't help but think that it was the fault last night.
At the airport, Hu Ye's people arranged everyone to a high-end hotel, saying that they would pick up Song Li in the evening.
Everyone knows that it is a precursor to a storm.
Three people, each one has a room.
Zhang Wanlin was alone upstairs.
During the lunch break, the door rang.
Zhang Wanlin opened the door and saw that it was the assistant.
Why did she suddenly come over.
"Please come in."
The assistant walked in cautiously, looking left and right, like a thief.
Zhang Wanlin was amused: "Don't worry, Song Li is not here."
"Oh."
As if it had been dismantled, the assistant quickly explained: "Mr. Zhang, I didn't mean that.
The purpose of my coming is to tell you what happened last night, you must not care. "
"Well, I didn't take it to heart. You came for this?"
"I'm afraid you won't help Sister Song because of what happened yesterday. If you cross the river and demolish the bridge at a critical moment, then Sister Song will..." "Don't worry, how could I do that?"