President Daddy’s Excessive Love

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of President Daddy's love!Qiao Zhuo did not expect that he would accept such a mission late at night. He did not regard it as a mission. It was because Qiao Zhuo admired power and position. He felt that this was an opportunity to reach a consensus goal with Mr. President. An important turning point in his life, so he, who always valued appearance maintenance, paid special attention to his words and deeds when he went to work the next morning.

He has a face that is very pleasing to women, with rare Danfeng eyes, smiling lips, handsome brows, and humorous speech. Many women approach him on the initiative.

Qiao Zhuo is a diplomat. However, due to major omissions in some of his work some time ago, he has now been demoted and left as an administrative clerk in the Ministry of Information. However, his ambition is still low. It’s a good impression that I still smile at my life after I have been employed.

Qiao Zhuoda took the initiative to help a colleague to send documents to the archives room early in the morning. He was dressed in overalls, handsome and sunny, and had a good temperament. He was a little curious about what his target person looked like.

Qiao Zhuo was striding across a corridor, and suddenly, a girl turned out with his head buried, and the documents in the hands of the two fell to the ground because of an accidental collision.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The girl panicked a little, and quickly lowered her head to pick up the file.

Qiao Zhuo also quickly confessed his mistake: "It's me that is not good, I am a little anxious to go!"

The girl raised her head and smiled at him, indicating that each has his own responsibility.

When Qiao Zhuo stretched out his hand to pick up the document in front of her, his eyes suddenly saw the badge number on her clothes, with the words Lan Yanxi written on it, and his extended hand froze instantly.

"Which department are you from?" Qiao Zhuo was a little panic and nervous. He didn't expect to be so coincidental that he ran into Lan Yanxi on the way to the archives. He had to settle down and pretend to be curious.

"The archives room!" Lan Yanxi pointed to his badge.

Qiao Zhuo's expression flashed, and suddenly he quickly picked up a few documents on the ground that did not belong to him, mixed them in his pile of documents, and then pretended to stand up in a hurry: "I'm in a hurry for a meeting!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the press department and decided not to go to the archives room. He believed that soon, Lan Yanxi would come to him and ask for the documents. These documents are very important and need to be saved and archived. Lan Yanxi will definitely find out when the number of pages is missing.

"Oh..." Lan Yanxi, who is still a newcomer, didn't expect the other party to take her files by mistake. She felt that she couldn't understand these files, and the other party would definitely not take them randomly. After all, they had to change the wrong things. It's also very troublesome to come back.

Unfortunately, Lan Yanxi was naive.

Wan Qianqian’s work has also officially started. She took off her coat and wore a high-necked blue sweater. She rolled up the sleeves, revealing a small piece of white and slender arms, and her long hair was tied into a ponytail. Holding a pen, she is painting on the wall like flowing clouds and flowing water. She is a natural painter. Every stroke passing by has an extraordinary artistic conception, which is amazing.

Suddenly a message popped up from Wan Qianqian's mobile phone. She quickly put down her pen and said to the assistant next to her: "Get my mobile phone!"

The little assistant hurried over, Wan Qianqian stared at it, and the corners of her mouth rose instantly: "I have something to do at noon, you can clean up here in a while."

The little assistant quickly nodded in response. Wan Qianqian spread out her long hair and decided to go to the bathroom to put on a makeup, because the President said first that she had arranged an appointment with Ling Mofeng for lunch at noon and wanted to call her together.

In fact, it was a light meal, not for external parties, but some internal leaders gathered for lunch. Wan Qianqian knew that this was her good opportunity, and naturally she would not miss it.

Wan Qianqian took her handbag and hurried to the bathroom. As soon as she went in, she saw a woman looking in the mirror to apply makeup.

When Yang He saw the beautiful woman coming in, he quickly put away the cheap cosmetics on his hands, and stared at Wan Qianqian with a pair of beautiful eyes that could hardly hide his hatred.

As a woman, Wan Qianqian seemed to know the jealousy in her eyes.

However, she doesn't care. Beautiful things are inherently jealous, and women are the same. Who doesn't envy those who are naturally beautiful?

Yang He did not leave immediately, she pretended to take out her mobile phone to play.

Wan Qianqian opened her handbag and took out luxurious and expensive cosmetics. Each of them was something Yang He wanted to own, just like when she opened Lan Yanxi’s cosmetic bag when she saw them in her life Things that are not necessarily available to her, she understands that beautiful women, everything they accumulate on them, can only be described in one expensive word. It is only natural to have money to be beautiful. She is becoming more and more aware of this reality. .

Wan Qianqian traced her red lips, her eyes saw the woman next to her peeping at herself, she put down the lipstick, and asked faintly: "Miss, do you need my help?"

Yang He woke up suddenly, and immediately gave a cold smile: "Why do I need your help?"

"I thought you wanted to know about the effects of my cosmetics." A smile appeared at the corner of Wan Qianqian's mouth, and the mockery was obvious.

Yang He's face turned pale with anger instantly, she snorted and left quickly.

Wan Qianqian straightened out her collar, and was fortunate that she was wearing bright and beautiful clothes today. I believe she won't lose her demeanor at the dinner table for a while.

Ling Mofeng received the invitation of Mr. President, and had lunch with the ministers for a while, in the box on the third floor of the office canteen.

Adjutant Chu asked worriedly from the side: "Sir, Mr. President suddenly invited you to lunch together. I don't know the intention?"

"Maybe it has something to do with the comments of some politicians recently. He wants to do superficial work to ease the relationship with me." Ling Mofeng said indifferently.

"Is it because they said that your shooting was related to him? It was not the terrorists?" Adjutant Chu asked involuntarily.

"Maybe, anyway, since he invited me, I can't help but go." Ling Mofeng sneered.

"It's just a meal, it shouldn't be dangerous, right!" Adjutant Chu wanted to protect himself, but all the important state ministers sat at the table, and he was afraid that he would not have the right to serve.

"It's okay. I'll be careful myself. We have a lot of people in it. He won't mess around." Ling Mofeng was not afraid.

At the lunch table, Ling Mofeng’s position was second only to Mr. President, and beside him, a beautiful woman was accidentally arranged. It was Wan Qianqian. As soon as she entered the door, she heard the staff say that her position was in Ling Mofeng’s. By her side, she was overjoyed.

Because this is just a very private lunch, the location of the scene is not so important here.

When Ling Mofeng stepped in, he saw Wan Qianqian, and his eyes changed slightly.

"Mr. Vice President, hello!" Wan Qianqian quickly stood up and greeted him politely.

"Why are you here too?" Ling Mofeng sat down, expressing surprise.

"I also came here by the invitation of Mr. President, and I am deeply honored to be able to sit next to Mr. Vice President!" Wan Qianqian has always been generous in etiquette.

At this moment, the old president also came in. On the round table sat the important ministers of the two factions. The old president glanced at it and said with a smile: "It must be very boring and boring to let Miss Wan accompany our old men to dinner. Fortunately, I arranged for our young and promising Mr. Vice President to sit by your side. You young people, there is no generation gap, so you can better exchange ideas.

The next gang of ministers also echoed with a smile, but Ling Mofeng smiled faintly: "Your Excellency has a good intention, I understand it, I am afraid that Miss Wan will despise me as dull and boring!"

Wan Qianqian smiled at the right time: "Mr. Vice President is too humble. I have always looked back at your talent and manner. It is a very happy thing to have such a good opportunity to have a table with you. ."

It was just a casual meal. The ministers on the table were discussing things that were not major national events. Instead, they were teasing about the noon meal and wine. Wan Qianqian had already toasted a circle of wine, her face was reddish, dizzy and drunk.

Ling Mofeng had a good amount of alcohol, and his people secretly blocked a lot of alcohol for him, so at this moment, although his handsome face was slightly red, he was not drunk.

Suddenly, Wan Qianqian next to him leaned her head and leaned on his shoulder.