The huge conference room is of extraordinary style. The wine red curtain is hung down to cover the blue sky and white clouds outside, making the whole space more solemn and solemn. The exquisite mahogany conference table sits the core members of Jing, each of whom is one of the best in a thousand.

Well dust sitting in the first seat of the conference room, facing Nangong Ao from afar. Even if he has a disability, even if he is in other people's territory, Nangong Ao has a school of complacency. He is no less than his age, and his seniority is longer than him.

"I'm very glad that master Nangong can come to the company to participate in this meeting in person. Now let's ask our development department director to introduce to him the evaluation of this oilfield and the specific production plan." As soon as the well dust's voice fell, a tall and thin man of about 40 stood up.

It seems smart and capable, without flattering hypocrisy, and starts to get to the point.

Nangongao is here to buy oil and cooperate to open an oil export pipeline under the sea. Such a project is not only time-consuming and labor-consuming, but also needs to establish good relations and make good agreements with all countries passing by.

However, once the route is opened, the benefits will be long-term.

Of course, such cooperation can not be decided at the moment, but should be comprehensively and carefully investigated. It's a long process to work out a very detailed contract.

Today is just the beginning, so the meeting is not long.

Murong Xin, who is not interested in business, sits beside him as Nangong Ao's assistant. In fact, she is just his life assistant. She doesn't understand why he brought her to such a confidential meeting?

Isn't he afraid she's a spy?

It's crazy. She's crazy again. Okay. She began to doze in boredom as she put up a folder to cover the public's view. She didn't sleep all night last night. She was so sleepy.

Just like this can't understand the content, very have the effect of sleeping.

The brain is very confused, in the gentle meeting speed, she gradually fell asleep.

This sleep, Murong Xin sleep back pain, stiff neck, "cluck" ring.

"Eh? Where are the people? " Open eyes, horror found that just the meeting of the people disappeared, so large conference hall only she and - Nangong Ao.

"Gone." Ten fingers flying on the graceful keyboard.

"Gone? Why? " Pat the head, wow, why did she sleep in the past? It's irresponsible. This is an important meeting.

It's over. It's over. She won't be fired, will she?

"When the meeting was over, they left." Nangong Ao replied naturally, without feeling that her question was idiotic.

"Ah? How long have I slept? " Look up for the clock.

"Soon. More than two hours. " Nangong aobian talks with her, ten fingers do not stop, still flying on the keyboard.

"I'm sorry, master Nangong. I fell asleep." He bowed his head and apologized, and was very upset. Wow, she's been losing face all the time. Ah ah My uncle also saw that she was sleeping during working hours. It was over. It was really over.

"Nothing. I'm just finishing some papers. You're just waking up. Let's go back. " When I close my laptop, I smile genially and gently, without the slightest impatience of others.

The more tolerant he is, the more murongxin blames himself.

She was lucky to meet him? Or was he lucky enough to meet her?

Murong Xin is still Zheng Chong, Nangong Ao's wheelchair has slipped to the door: "anything else?"

"Eh? Ah, ah, it's OK. It's OK. " He clapped his face in a hurry and burst into a smile.

While the car was driving, Nangong Ao suddenly said, "there's a reception tonight. Please go with me."

"Ah? Me? " Murongxin was surprised and pointed to her nose.

"Well, it seems easy to cause unnecessary misunderstandings when I ask to come with my partner and I go with Xiang Li." Nangong Ao said a cold joke, but murongxin couldn't laugh at all.

"Young master, I'm in poor condition recently. I don't know if I'll make trouble for you." She was really worried. The better he treats her, the more pressure she has.

"It doesn't matter. It's just an ordinary commercial party. What's more, I can't dance. You won't worry about stepping on my feet. " The familiar twist in the words is natural, Murong Xin suspicious eyebrow: "this is what the well always told you?"

No, her limbs are not in harmony, and dancing is always stepping on people's feet, which is one of her hidden diseases. No one knows except for the mother and concubine, father, and cousin. My aunt would not even tell my uncle about it.

In the face of Murong Xin's watchful eyes, Nangong Ao slightly turned his head and asked in a puzzled way: "do you really step on people's feet when dancing?"

"When, of course not. I am... " Fortunately, he covered his mouth in time to avoid revealing his identity.

"It won't be good. But it will be OK. You just have to be with me. You don't have to socialize with other people. " Nangong Ao's dark eyes have a special power. Murongxin can't think normally and is led by the nose.

At the beginning of the day, neon lights embellished the beauty of the night.

After some dressing up, Murong Xin is beautiful and elegant. Two years of Princess life, or let her unconsciously engraved into the Royal dignified and noble.A long white dress makes her elegant. Long hair curled up, revealing a beautiful neck, bright diamond necklace embellishment more elegant and outstanding. The S-shaped crystal border is the only ornament on the long skirt. It is generous, fresh and elegant.

She is like a green lotus among the rich and colorful ladies. Quietly blooming, absolutely eye-catching.

"Master Nangong, I didn't expect you to come." Yin Zhengchun, dressed in a pure black suit, came up with a smile.

"Chairman Yin cordially invited me, and I happened to be in s country, how could I not attend?" Nangong Ao smiles, but murongxin can't feel his happiness.

"Please inside, please inside. It's a great honor. It's a great honor." He called Nangong Ao inside and exchanged greetings with him for a long time before he noticed murongxin standing quietly.

His eyes narrowed slightly and soon returned to normal: "is this lady?"

"My personal assistant, murongxin." Hearing her name, Yin Zhengchun's smile was obviously stiff, and then held out his hand: "Hello, Miss Murong."

"Good afternoon, chairman Yin." Murong Xin smiles elegantly. How does she feel that the elder looks at her in a strange way?

No, Yin, Yin, yin?

My God, isn't it the Yin family? Don't play like this! Let me get in a hole. Ooh, what to do? What to do?

In the heart of thousands of horses galloping past, but in addition to stiff smile, she can do nothing. She can't walk around in front of Nangong Ao, and I don't know whether Yin Zhengchun knows her or not?

Whoa, whoa

"Master Nangong, please sit down for a while. I'll go there and greet my old friend." Yin Zhengchun laughed warmly.

Nangong Ao nodded slightly: "Chairman Yin, please do not be polite."

After Yin Zhengchun left, Murong Xin took a long breath. Do you want to recite it like this? I came to the banquet held by the Yin family.

I wonder if Yin Zhengchun knows her or not? It should not be recognized, otherwise, how could he not react at all? It's said that the girl has changed since her 18th birthday. At least she has the memory that she has never seen him before.

Well, yes, definitely not. Definitely not.

Wow, murongxin, his son married you. How could he not know his future daughter-in-law? You're too good at deceiving yourself, aren't you?

No matter, at least he didn't expose her, then she would treat him as if he didn't know each other.

Murong Xin, who was deeply entangled in her heart, murmured to herself that the two villains in her mind were fighting endlessly.

"What are you muttering about?" Nangong Ao shakes her head and sighs. Her old habit of talking to herself has not been changed.

"Ah, ah? Ha, no, nothing. " The red on the face spread to the neck.

"Young master, would you like something to eat? I'll get it for you Finish saying that, don't give Nangong Ao the opportunity to speak, go away by oneself. Sobbing, she found Nangong Ao is a natural spotlight, even if sitting in a wheelchair still attracted the attention of countless young girls and young women.

I don't know if she is too sensitive. She always thinks that the eyes of those girls are hostile to her.

Ooh, she's just a little assistant, OK? It's bad luck to lie so far and get shot.

She walked quickly to the food section. The long buffet table was full of all kinds of food, which almost made her mouth water. You can only remind yourself again and again, pay attention to the occasion, pay attention to the identity.

Although she rarely appeared in public, but as the saying goes, people miss, horse stumble, she carried home these days, in case of meeting acquaintances. What was lost was not her face, but the face of the whole Murong royal family.

Murongxin, you're promising, OK? It's just delicious food. You can eat it when you go back later. Anyway, it was signed by Nangong Ao.

While comforting his poor stomach, he put some cakes and snacks for Nangong AO and put them on the plate.

As she turned around, she bumped into a hard wall of meat. Her body was bounced a few steps, and the plate came out on the man's suit. White cream is particularly noticeable on a black suit.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Although the other party does not have long eyes blocking her way, it belongs to the category that deserves it. But after years of etiquette, she apologized at the first time.

The other side remained silent and did not respond.

Murong Xin raised her head and felt a cold wind "swish" in an instant, which made her even her teeth tremble. This man is very young. He looks only a few years older than her. He is also very handsome, but his cold air is too strong.

They are talking about iceberg beauty. He is a typical iceberg beauty man.

"Why are you here?" The other party frowned in displeasure, and his eyes were filled with disgust.

"Me?" Pointed to his nose: "do you know me?" I couldn't find an image of him in my mind. Besides, his characteristics are so obvious that few people can forget his cold?

The corner of the man's lips rose, bending a thick irony: "murongxin, five years have not seen, you changed your tactics? Do you have dignity, princess? "