Liang Shan doesn't like to work overtime.

Even after getting off work on time, she still served Meng Jiming around the clock, all year round, and she didn't want to die in the company.

Helpless, a domestic servant like her has to obey her master's arrangements all the time.

Telling it can make people laugh to death. In modern society, she has a master, and there are quite a few masters.

From Meng Jiming's mother to Meng Jiming's, an old woman appears from time to time in the middle, that is, her mother who has been a servant in the Meng family all her life. These three people can eat her up for the rest of her life.

So she never said anything and pretended to be an ordinary person so that no one could tell that she was inferior to others.

It was seven o'clock, and the meeting was not over yet. A room full of senior executives sat around a table, listening to Meng Jiming lose his temper.

As a secretary, Liang Shan sat in the seat next to Meng Jiming. A stack of papers fell on the table, and one or two pieces of paper flew up, just past her face.

It suddenly became quiet, and the only thing floating in the air was the A4 paper that slowly fell to the carpet. She seemed to hear the sound of the paper scratching her flesh, and endured the pain, lowered her head and continued to fly with her fingers.

I have to type in the entirety of the curse words I just said.

After typing "Secretary Liang" twice, Secretary Liang realized that he was calling her.

Meng Jiming had already left, and the door of the conference room slammed shut.

Assistant Zong, who was sitting across from him, slowly stood up, dismissed the meeting, and signaled Liang Shan to return to the office quickly.

Liang Shan returned to the top floor with his computer and suit jacket. Meng Jiming was unbuttoning his tie in the office.

When he raised his eyelids, he happened to see her, and his face became even worse.

Liang Shan made a cup of honeysuckle tea and sent it in.

Meng Jiming glanced at it and sat down at the table, still speaking with anger: "What are you doing?"

"Honeysuckle tea."

The tone became more serious: "What are you doing?"

"My wife said it can get rid of the fire."

The man's voice suddenly dropped: "You can see that I'm angry?"

Liang Shan lowered his head and looked at the two crossed and stretched legs, thinking that everyone in the conference room could see it.

"come over."

Liang Shan didn't want to go over and subconsciously wanted to step back, but he still stepped forward.

In the blink of an eye, he was sitting on the desk.

"What's the best way to relieve my anger? Secretary Liang." As the words came closer, his hands touched up from under his knees, and the knee-length skirt that covered his hips was pushed up.

"Mr. Meng, working hours."

Liang Shan tilted his head, his lips landed directly on his neck, and he took a gentle bite, "It's time to get off work."

Unable to hold back, he snorted.

Meng Jiming wiped the blood on his cheek, and the blood came out and condensed into a drop of blood. He swiped it with his thumb and rubbed it to the corner of his eyes. A watery red appeared on his fair face, like a blush.

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His chin was pushed up, and his face was red all the way to his neck.

Liang Shan couldn't hide away, so he softened his posture and changed his words: "Second Young Master, go home after get off work." You can do it at home.

"In the company, don't bark."

She just endured it without saying a word.

Meng Jiming was very dissatisfied and made her scream.

Liang Shan bit his lip to hold back from screaming, but he pushed him back.

"Does my elder brother know that you are so boring?"

"I don't know." Liang Shan also felt bored and wondered if Meng Jijing knew.

Meng Jiming pinched her neck and looked at this face that could not be said to be very beautiful. Her kindness was fake, her suppleness was fake, and only her patience was real.

He was so angry that he said, "Let him know and I will kill you."

Liang Shanxin, he can do it.

He straightened his shirt and skirt and followed him.

It hurts, endure it.

Meng Jiming took the lead in sitting in the driver's seat, and Liang Shan sat in the passenger seat.

He glanced at the makeup on her face, lit a cigarette and said, "Fix up the makeup, let's go to Kaiyuan."
Chapter completed!