Chapter 13

She looked at the northern Ming Zhengtian with a clear mind, as if she was sure that she would agree.

Or can't help but ask a sentence, "so, if North Ming always don't cooperate?"

She could fully imagine how difficult the man was.

"I'm only responsible for getting you to stay with him. The rest depends on your ability."

She could not help shaking her head. The old fox was really an old fox. She dug a huge trap to let her jump.

And she, however, has no right to choose, and can only watch herself sink into the swamp

With a sigh, Gu Huan struggled before dying. "Finally, I want to ask, how long is the deadline?"

How long is the deadline for her sentence? Beiming Zhengtian was stunned for a moment. It gave Gu Huan a meaningful look and said, "there is no deadline until the task is completed."

The old man gave an ambiguous answer.

Gu Huan didn't understand and said quickly, "but I can't go around the clock all my life! In case Beiming always gets married, it's always inconvenient for him to have his wife around... "

"He's not married yet!"

Beiming Zhengtian quickly interrupts Gu Huan's words.

Turn around, looked at Gu Huan, her clean black pupil flashed a persistent.

Beiming Zhengtian shook his head. "In a word, Miss Gu, you don't have to worry about it. Remember, you just need to fight with the old man for endurance. Whoever wins will be free!"

The answer is still ambiguous.

With that, he walked out of the box with a red sandalwood crutch.

Gu Huan looked at the old but powerful figure.

For a long time, what does it mean to fight for endurance? Who wins, who is free?

Three days later.

Facts have proved that the efficiency of the Beiming family is really lightning and thunder.

Gu Huan is a black professional dress. Although she looks conservative, she has a graceful and exquisite body curve.

Wu Qing's hair is on the back of her head, meticulous.

White flawless face, only a few strokes of light makeup in a hurry to describe.

At the request of Beiming master, she specially put a pair of black framed flat glasses on the bridge of her nose.

It is said that this conservative but not rustic outfit has been successfully praised by Beiming master.

Gu Huan stands at the downstairs of Beiming group. She looks up at Beiming's 100 story skyscraper.

She had a tragic feeling that she was about to enter the battlefield. Holding the palm of her black briefcase, she could not help sweating slightly.

It seems that once you go in, it will be a decade of life and death.

"Miss Gu, we can go in." Chen Weirong's voice brings her trance back to the right track.

Chen Weirong is the special help of Beiming master, just as Xing Huo is Beiming Mo's confidant, almost every master of Beiming family has several loyal subordinates.

Chen Weirong seems to see her tension, "don't be afraid of Miss Gu. Er Shao is a very cultured person."

The implication is that this man, who is always calm and self-sustaining, will not fight or kill you at all.

So, don't be afraid at all.

Gu Huan grins bitterly. Of course, Beiming Mo is cultivated. He will only kill you by turning around. He doesn't know how to die until you die!

Nodding, she took a deep breath, straightened her back, followed Chen Weirong, and walked into the Beiming building

At this end, there are more than one hundred stories inside the Beiming building, and the gossip is already in full swing.

Since Beiming ordered that a female secretary should be parachuted directly into the president's office, almost everyone knows.

A war belongs to the father and son of Beiming family, has begun

All the staff of Beiming family have a mournful attitude towards this airborne secretary, because no matter what the outcome of the battle, this woman must be a cannon fodder.

And she will also write a brilliant page in the history of Beiming's successive employees!

This tense atmosphere also permeated the top floor of Beiming family.

With the sound of the elevator, the door opened slowly.

As a gentleman, Chen Weirong holds the good cultivation of ladies first.

Make a "please" gesture to Gu Huan.

Gu Huan nodded and clenched her fists on the tight side. With courage, she stepped into the top floor in her high-heeled shoes -

Yila.

Let's hear it.

She shuddered!

The step is frozen in the elevator door -

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