When the woman turned around, Bai Qianruo saw her face. She had to say that the The President was extremely well maintained. There was no trace of age, but her deep body was full of treasures and carried a strong capitalist aura.
"Speak. What are you doing in the director's office frequently?" The President's voice was n' t loud, but every word was fine, leaving Bai Qianru with no room for breathing.
"The director asked me to go to his office." If Bai Qianru didn't lower her head, she did n' t do anything wrong. Why did The President look puzzled?
"I don't understand why a good child would do this," Wang Yao said. "Why don't you take a look?" The President placed the phone on the table. Bai Qianruo took it and read it. It was a novel, but why did it look familiar?
"Isn't this a novel I
