Chapter 89

On a peaceful day, Gu Lang is a slouch and straightforward man. What's different is that today, Gu Lang is wearing a white suit with a delicate yellow rose pinned on his chest. His strong and slender figure sets off the suit more and more straightly.

In a trance, Su Ni sees Gu Zechen's shadow on Gu Lang.

"What are you doing here?"

Su Ni is surprised. Although she doesn't know all the Su employees around her, she knows the two advertising directors.

"President su."

The director and the deputy director of the advertising department immediately said, "Mr. Su, this is our new spokesman for this year's nanjiawan hotel. Mr. Gu Lang, a world-class basketball star, once worked in the United States..."

"No introduction."

Su Ni waves his hand and interrupts the director's recitation. Then he looks at Gu Lang, who is carefree and complacent. He says in a cold voice, "you go to the office with me."

Gu Lang was still stinking and proud. Now he sees Su Ni suddenly turn over and still has no good attitude towards himself. He calls Su Ni and follows up.

"This..."

The advertising department looked at each other, completely unaware of what had happened.

Qin Yue looked at Su Ni's back and stopped the people in the advertising department who had to catch up with him. He said, "let president Su handle this matter in person."

"But... Today we're going to sign a contract. Assistant Qin, Mr. Su doesn't know how hard it is for Gu Lang to invite him. You know, if this thing goes wrong..."

"As far as I know, Gu Lang found the Su family himself."

Qin Yue light a word, broke the chatter of the director.

The director of the advertising department was green and red. He was very embarrassed, but after all, he was experienced in the market for a long time. He quickly responded and continued: "that's true. After all, besides Su, how many people are staring at Gu Lang......"

"Don't worry."

Qin Yue patted the shoulder of the director and said, "it won't be yellow. Go back to the advertising department first."

In the office.

Su Ni leans on his desk, hands around his chest, looks at Gu Lang helplessly and says, "what do you want to do? Does the Gu family know about this? "

"What's the relationship? And Su Ni, please don't tell me about the relationship between Gu Zechen and me. I don't want to show off in Nancheng with Gu Zechen's aura."

Gu Lang disdained, swaggered to sit in front of Su Ni, cocked up his legs and gently swayed.

Even wearing a suit can not change his ruffian character.

"Sit down for me!"

Su Ni kicked Gu Lang, who was a little more honest. But soon, he leaned forward and gathered up with Su Ni, saying: "but I'm serious. Su's looking for me to speak for him will definitely make the nanjiawan project explode. Don't you feel excited?"

Su Ni stares at Gu Lang, who looks like a dandy in front of him. He has no place to spread his anger.

Although she is Gu Lang's aunt in name, it's really not her turn to manage Gu Lang's affairs.

At the moment, Su Ni returned to his seat and began to turn over the papers on the table. Without looking up, he perfunctorily said, "your business has to be managed by your family. Do you think that after you get on the billboard of nanjiawan, does your family know?"

"It's too late to know."

Gu Lang slightly raised his voice. He didn't seem to get Su Ni's angry point. Instead, he was a little complacent.

Su Ni takes thumb to press temple, already can't use helpless to describe, "Gu Lang, don't make trouble, don't you mind kicking your ball?"

"To be exact, it's too late to regret now, because I'm planning to sign a contract now. Even if President Su wants to veto me, he has to pass the shareholder's hurdle first."

Gu Lang's bright smile is full of cunning.

Su Ni put the document heavily on the desk. Just in time, Qin Yue pushed the door in, and the atmosphere was embarrassed.

Su Ni helped the forehead, forced to hold back the anger, sat down again, and said to Qin Yue, "tell the advertising department that Gu Lang will not sign."

"Auntie, why are you so cruel."

Gu Lang screamed.