My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Got it. Got it. Just be kind.” Miyagi bowed her head and kissed her hair, then changed the subject, "What do you want to eat at night? ”

Night Peach thought, “I want dessert...”

“Okay, that's western. ”

……

Snow dance moved in quickly. Peach was kind to her at night, and she felt comfortable staying there. As for Miyagi, one day she would make a headline, and she would impress Miyagi.

The snow dance took an hour to wear a fine light makeup, and today she's going to interview, so dress herself up beautifully.

Speaking of her appearance, she is not as beautiful as Peach at night, but she is also young and beautiful.

But she was sad, and she didn't have a pretty dress in her closet.

Snow Dance twisted my eyebrows and thought about it, got it...

She walked out of the room immediately, Peach was preparing breakfast in the kitchen at night, Peach was wearing a loose white sweater tonight, the apartment was warm, so she was not wearing pants, the sweater reached her knees, the shiny calves below were long, greasy and firm, and quite eye-nourishing.

Even though the snow dance was unhappy and jealous, she admitted that Peach at night not only embarrassed the woman, but the man watched... more than he could.

“Good morning, Peach.” The snow dance revealed a delightful smile and greeted Peach at night.

“Snow Dance, you're awake. Brush your teeth and wash your face. Breakfast is ready.” After making a fruit platter and sprinkling a layer of cheese, she pinched a cherry in her mouth with her white fingers, um, so sweet.

“Peach, I'm up late today. Let me prepare breakfast tomorrow. ”

“It's all right, whoever has time prepares breakfast, that's not the rule.” Night peaches put fruit platters on the table.

“Mmm.” Snow dance nodded, and she was embarrassed to say, “Peach, I'm going to a big company interview today, but... I don't have... beautiful clothes, can you lend me one? ”

Night Peach looked at the snow dance and said, "Well, I have some new clothes in my closet. Pick them yourself and put them on if you like. ”

“Great, Peach, thank you. ”

Snow danced joyfully into Peach's room at night, and she couldn't wait to open the wardrobe, which was lined with beautiful colors.

Snow dance looked at the hanging cards, her eyes were straight, these were the big cards from Milan Fashion Week, all in four digits.

Combined with the high eyesight and good taste of Peach at night, these clothes are very pretty.

Snow dance took a maple leaf coat and circled it in place. She was so happy, she had to try all these clothes and pick the prettiest one.

……

Snow Dance has arrived at the Grand Rose Five-Star Hotel, and there are already many flower twigs waiting outside the interview room.

Snow dance watches the little girls, then confidently straightens her back, she is the prettiest of these people.

The hotel's CEO secretary, she's bound to get.

“What's the matter, we've been waiting so long, why hasn't the interviewer come yet?” There are complaints in the crowd.

“I say you wait patiently, the Rosewood Hotel is a backstage show, but in just a few years, it has been a popular place in Kyoto. Everyone is arguing to drill into the CEO's secretary. Besides, the reward here is so tempting, even if I wait here for a day, I will. ”

“Yeah...”

“Hey, did you guys say what the president of the Rosewood Hotel would be like, an old man with big fat ears? ”

“I don't know, the president of the Rosewood Hotel is very mysterious and no one has ever seen his true face. ” …

Snow dance listens to these people talk, she laughs in her heart, they don't know the president of the Rose Hotel, she can know...

She met once.

At the Night Peach Painting Fair.

That man...

Snow-dancing faces overlay the hearty spring.

At this time there was a commotion, everyone calmed down, and the snow dance raised its head and looked forward to everyone's eyes.

A group of people came on the bright marble floor, the backbone elite of the rosary hotel. The man in front of him was wearing a black suit, his face engraved like a jade, silence and inner restraint plated him in the killing. Chen beside him said something, he listened to his lips and disappeared steadily in front of everyone.

“Wow...” the little girls in the interview blew up, “Oh my God, is that the president of the Rose Hotel? Really... so handsome and cool...”

Snow dance a fragrant “punch” dance, her eyes follow the direction of Cold Ho disappearing, she leaned towards this man at first sight.

He'll be hers!

The snow dancer was thinking, when Chen stopped, he told the manager behind him, “Prepare for the interview. ”

……

The interview went well for the snow dance, she was highly educated, professional counterpart, and the family had to throw money to let her learn the ritual, so that one day she could catch the Golden Turtle son-in-law.

The girls Chen interviewed chose three resumes, and then he came to the president's office.

“Mr. President, I chose these three men. The conditions are superior in all respects. Which one do you choose? ”

Coldhound sat in a black leather office chair with a fountain pen in his right hand, he signed the document "sand”, did not raise his head, he opened his mouth indifferently, “Choose your own. ”

A Chen chuckled, “Oh, this is the secretary of the president, or the president, you choose. ”

Chen's words were cautious. This month his president was in a gloomy mood. It was like a snow mountain. He was afraid that he would accidentally hit an avalanche and die without a burial place.

Cold and haughty remarks stalled for a while. He looked up at the landing window, which could see the outside, not the inside. At this moment, Chen was waiting outside the office for the three selected girls.

Cold eyes circled the three girls and his gaze stopped on the snow dance.

“Just her. ”

“Yes, sir.” Chen nodded.

……

She knew she could do it when the snow dance knew she was hired.

Chen arranged her office, very close to the president's office. She worked very actively and excellently for several days, but there was one thing that upset and exasperated her.

On one occasion, the purchasing minister sent a document that needed the signature of the president, and she was overwhelmed with joy. After a few days of cold weather, she had no access to him at all.

This time she finally got the chance.

She walked to the president's office with the documents, but the road was cut off by Chen.

Chen asked, "Where are you going? ”

“I have a document that needs to be signed by the President. ”

“Give me the file. ”

“No need... I'll go in and give it to the president myself. ”

“Didn't I tell you that you can't go into the CEO's office, and I'll take care of all the documents later? ”

Snow Dance, …

What kind of CEO secretary is this? She doesn't even deserve to see the CEO face.