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 Lao Huang was anxious to go to dinner, and he wanted to dismiss me in a cigarette. He spoke quickly: "Is the big boss a workaholic?"
 "I wouldn't say he is a workaholic," although I think so in my heart, "but he does have a passion for his career."
 "Yes, yes, whatever you say, you can just name it." He rolled his eyes, "Did the big boss invite the boss to dinner?"
 "I don't know." I thought for a while and frowned. "It doesn't have to be a meal alone, Jocelyn didn't reveal that much."
 "That's not important. Has the big boss asked me to eat?"
 I looked at him: "Have you eaten?"
 Lao Huang didn't answer the conversation, maybe he was too lazy to talk to me.
 That’s right. At least as far as I know, the boss does not have the habit of often asking employees to accompany meals. Occasionally eating together while reporting to work is the busiest period at the end of the year. If he beats me and tells me to go to the office, it will be the same, and letting the boss do the work is the same. Why bother to have a meal?
 The cigarette has been exhausted. Old Huang patted me: "If I were you, I wouldn't worry too much."
 I didn't sleep well that night.
 Jocelyn sent me the restaurant address at the lunch break. The place was a bit far away. Fortunately, I didn't meet at noon, so I greeted the boss and ran away. After getting off the bus, I found a place to touch up my makeup before I went in. I have never been to this shop. The leader took me around the shop, like a giraffe being led for a walk in the zoo—but I barely met with any table of customers along the way, and the layout here is really hidden. After a while, the leader motioned me to go inside and stopped leading the way.
 Opposite the big boss sat Miss Pan De.
 "Yao!" The big boss raised his eyebrows as a greeting to me, "I am hungry and ready to let them serve cold dishes."
 "I'm sorry, it's a long way." He didn't mean to blame at all in his smile, but I was still a little worried, put down my bag, and shook hands with Miss Pande quickly, "Sonia, I'm glad to see you again."
 "To each other." She sat down with me again, "Li Song and I have just arrived."
 "Oh, that's it! I hope my lateness doesn't spoil your appetite." I looked at Miss Pande. In the last two meetings, she took the initiative to get up and shook hands with me. She just explained to me again, which made me grateful. She just smiled and shook her head.
 The waiter showed up at the right time and asked in a low voice at the table. The answer was the big boss, and I had a good idea, most of the big boss asked me to accompany me. But it is obviously more appropriate for Jocelyn to do this. If I were to replace her, when she informed me yesterday, Jocelyn would give me some hints.
 Jocelyn said nothing. I recalled the details of yesterday, and I don't think I missed anything.
 "The weather is really good today." The big boss is not very talkative. If he speaks, it is mostly work. I have to hold up the scene. "It was cloudy and the news forecast did not say that it would rain. I saw fish tails when I came over. There are many tourists on the Lion’s side."
 "It's very suitable for a day of walking." Sonia commented, "How is the new team doing?"
 "Xu Xin is a very professional consultant." I said.
 "She rarely exaggerates." The big boss suddenly joined in. "One day people from Temasek came to visit. I was wearing the company's event T-shirt and Shanxi outside-frankly, yes, not so good-looking."
 That was not Shan Xi at all, I thought, it was his upper body that was taken out of the black suit—I want to emphasize again, black, striped suit, suit—no serious person would wear it like that.
 "I think you have noticed that our company does not have a ‘clothing code’, and Yao is considered one of the few people who can conduct business receptions at any time." He continued, and his words paused here.
 "Thank you!" I said. Although he may be talking about my dressing style, he may also be complimenting my business ability-I am very happy no matter what.
 The big boss smiled and looked very relaxed. He looked at Miss Pan De: "After the day was over, I asked Yao, ‘how do you think I’m wearing this?’ Her face looked pale, and then said, ‘Stay stable without losing the geek style.’"
 Miss Pan De smiled happily.
 I'm so courageous, I think, but it's not the big boss who pays BCG after all. People can laugh whatever they want. I can't tolerate a little soldier. As for me, I can only try to maintain an expression between laughing and not laughing. It is best to have a little embarrassment and regret: this is not difficult for me at the moment, because I am still so nervous that I can’t figure out where I am. What role do you play in this dinner?
 "How am I dressed today?" I heard the big boss ask.
 "Very decent." He wore a light-colored polo shirt, which was too rare.
 "Like I said," he spread his hand out, "Yao rarely praises people."
 Miss Pan De's eyes flowed to me naturally, she was not eager to speak, and she stayed for a while before she said, "What about me?"
 I just moved my eyes appropriately on her upper body, so as not to appear frivolous or perfunctory. She is wearing a light brown suit today, not only the color is outstanding, but the fabric is also quite elegant. I can see that this material might have a lot to do with it, but it's a pity that I'm not so immersed in this aspect, so I can't say anything about it. Her heels are lower than before, and I noticed it when saying hello, probably because of the occasion: she is almost innocent today.
 "I would say it matches your identity. The fabric is very interesting, by the way," I said as I thought about it, "I'm curious, why this looks like linen or double silk weaving, but it gives me another kind of Does the line feel so clean?"
 The lines are clean, or they look sturdy, which means that she can't wear high-weight and densely woven materials in Singapore.
 "You noticed." She laughed, "Well...this is a wool fabric with a sparse mesh structure—"
 "Wool." I nodded affirmatively, encouraging her to continue.
 "It is also blended with cotton and silk to make the body feel more comfortable." She talked a little bit slowly when talking about the textile process. Obviously who told her this content, "This is why its gloss is not like that of ordinary worsted wool. Obviously. It was produced in a textile factory in western India and was a gift from my brother."
 It was only when I was in college that I learned that the level of Indian suits is very high in all aspects. On average, it even surpasses Japan, making it one of the strongest in Asia. This material is definitely not easy to make. I don't know much about tailors who can achieve the effect of her upper body. Maybe she did it elsewhere-I haven't figured out what kind of dinner this is, and I don't want to get too far on the topic all at once, and just say, "Who doesn't want to receive such a gift?"
 "Such a good gift should also be given to a friend." The big boss said, "Is it for a well-dressed lady like you, or should I add some knowledge of clothing? I was almost listening to Greek just now. "
 "Actually," Miss Pande said, "I have always longed for an environment that encourages all my energy into the career I love. If we can succeed in a T-shirt, why should we learn Greek?"
 "You are welcome to work in the Internet industry. Our company even sends out several T-shirts every year." The big boss said in a self-defeating spirit.
 The lunch at noon was uncharacteristic, and the big boss never said anything about the company. Not only that, he also tried his best to avoid related topics such as the industry prospects. Most of the time, it was left for me to play. He occasionally interrupted or added, and it just made the content we talked more life-like. I felt very strange in my heart. I figured out that it was a private meal, but I was more anxious than when I walked in.
 Miss Pan De also went to the company in the afternoon. The big boss invited her to follow our car, but she declined. My bag is set aside, and the tablet is taken out and pressed on my leg, so that I can start working immediately if necessary.
 "How was the lunch at noon?" I suddenly heard a sentence in Mandarin with a northern accent.
 It is the big boss who is talking. The big boss is one of the first few high schools who came to Singapore with a full scholarship and took root here. When only we are two, he often speaks Mandarin, although because of the living environment, sometimes there is a mixture of Chinese and English. Every time I report to work, I will actively change to English in time to avoid misunderstandings on individual words. .
 I wondered what he was asking, and said: "Sonia is very easy-going, but it's also pretty good."
 "I mean how the food is." There was a smile on his face. "I was thinking about coming over for dinner with my family. Next month is an anniversary."
 "Oh." I was a little embarrassed, and quickly said, "The portion is small, and although it is a molecular cuisine, the taste is generally more traditional. The timing of the serving is good, I think it is suitable for a date. Congratulations."
 He nodded and said, "What if you have to do multiple-choice questions? Is it ‘good’ or ‘bad’?"
 "pretty good."
 "Yeah." He didn't speak for a long time, just closed his eyes and rested. I was busy turning off the vibration of the phone. After a while, he said: "Jocelyn said, this matter is best for you."
 What's the matter? What? Is this meal? My mind flashed, Miss Pan De? I didn't know if I was procrastinating for too long. I was hesitating to say something before trying to get some leeway to think about it. At this moment, I heard the big boss laugh. I looked over, and he said: "Jocelyn said that you will understand when you say it, but I don't believe it-do you have any code words?"
 What? What code word, why don't I know? What the **** is it for me to do?
 I neither dared to say "yes" nor "no". I figured out how the big boss would understand the hardships of my favor. After thinking about it, I just said, "I don't know if I live up to her expectations?"
 The big boss laughed, and after two or three seconds, he said, "Are you confident?"
 "Yes." My mouth reacted much faster than my brain.
 There is a fart. What the **** is it? What did Jocelyn say?
 "Okay." He rubbed his eyebrows and sat up a little bit. "Tell me about the situation in Vietnam."
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 Li Yao, a heartless woman, knows that she is a lone star, she has overcome all obstacles and became an executive at the headquarters of a multinational company. 
 A bad woman came to the company that day.
 Bad women are all over the country, and they don’t have good intentions at first glance.
 In order to keep his position, Li Yao was forced to become a double agent.
 Li Yao: “Don’t fuck up, I am a straight daughter, you are also a straight daughter, I won’t be tempted.”
 Miss Pan De: “We have met. You forgot.”
 Powerful CP, ruthless and exquisite lone ranger×Thinking about everything there are big beauties
 Old Pan: “I will break through every door and give you a lot of love.”
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 Content Tag: Strong Strong Exotic Romance Workplace Industry Elite 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Li Yao, Sonia Pande Supporting role: Others: Singapore 
 One-sentence introduction: masters fought each other, fisted to the flesh 
 Purpose: The history of Asian women’s struggle to make their careers overseas. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
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 In the Tokyo of the bubble era, in this strange era, the only familiar ones are Seiko Matsuda, Akina Nakamori, Shizuka Kudo...
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 Inadvertently obtained a luck dice and crossed to a parallel plane where the entertainment industry was scarce. Wang Hao was really strong now. 
 The six sides of the luck dice are “very unlucky, unlucky, ordinary, good luck, very good luck, god-level good luck”, refreshed every day at zero! 
 “I don’t know what luck it will be today, please help me!” Wang Hao closed his eyes and threw the dice on the table! 
 “Wow…” The dice spun around for a while, and when it stopped, Wang Hao suddenly gasped! 
 “Fuck!” 
 I saw the words on the top of the luck dice…
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 Lin Bei, a top second-generation rich man, became a mentally retarded patient due to a car accident, commonly known as: mentally retarded. At this time, the world is changing, monsters are reviving, and dangers are coming. 
 Lin Bei: You don’t really think I’m stupid, do you? 
 [Ding! System serious warning: Please don’t do whatever you want just because you have a problem with your brain...]
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 The sword cuts the wind and thunder to cover the sun and the moon, mastering the universe and pounding the nether. 
 There are six billion people in the world, and I am the only one called arrogant. 
 The Celestial Qing Emperor was reborn in a bustling city with feasting, drunken, and ecstatic. 
 Beautiful police flowers, charming stars, glamorous ladies, exotic princesses… 
 From then on, a city loser in a previous life completely turned over and embarked on a peculiar road that shocked the world to panic and provoked all the beauties in the world. 
 “The world laughs at me rampantly, and the world laughs at me madly. Look at the world after eternity. The world has gone through cycles of reincarnation, and I am still there, high above me, looking down on sentient beings.”
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 Introduction (2): Beautiful girl’s exclusive car, street supercar, hardcore off-road, thugs in suits, small steel guns, urban SUVs, golden collar favorites, tool cars, irritable pickups, grocery shopping cars… car explosions, passionate racing , practice second-hand cars, everything here.
 Introduction (1): Secretary: “Mr. Zhang, this quarter, the sales of used cars increased by 250% month-on-month, and the sales of new cars increased by 380% month-on-month. The profit of car modification, repair and other businesses also hit a new high.”
 Zhang Chen: “Okay, hard work, give one million yuan to each reader who supports this book.”
 PS: This book is in the third person. 1 and a half female lead.
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 Rebirth at the turn of the century, people are in Moscow, just got off the plane, ready to study abroad… 
 Wang Ye originally only wanted to be rich and safe, and to live his own life in a plain and happy way. 
 But being pushed by the hand of fate, he involuntarily went to the road of oligarchs!
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 Rebirth in 2009, but this rebirth posture seems a bit wrong. 
 In this life, the family is wealthy, Wang Ye is addicted to the Internet, and can stay up all night the day before the college entrance examination. 
 Helpless, Father Wang decided to send Wang Ye to serve as a soldier in the army to quit Internet addiction. 
 two years later... 
 When Dad Wang made a video call with his son and was about to ask him when he would be discharged from the army and come back to inherit the family business. 
 Wang Ye, who was dressed in the uniform of an officer, directly surprised Father Wang. 
 "Dad, I'm going to work in the army all the time, so what, in terms of family business, why don't you and mom consider having another one?"
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 (The dragon and the tiger are the strongest, the purple robe is invincible, the whole process is high-powered, the Holy Mother is not holy, the killing is decisive, just do what you have to do!!) 
 Qin Yang traveled through the parallel world and became the purple-robed Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain at the beginning, taking charge of the Celestial Master's Mansion. 
 I thought I could just hang out in the mountains. 
 Unexpectedly, on the first day, the Taoist temple encountered a thief who stole Qin Yang's Tianshi Sword, and even hung it up for sale in an overseas live broadcast room. 
 Qin Yang is directly bound to the god-level Celestial Master system, and you can get rewards by signing in. 
 "Ding! On the first day of signing in, you will get the reward [Divine Five Thunder Zhengfa]!" 
 "Ding! Sign in on the second day and get the reward [Divine Grade Law, Heaven, Elephant and Earth]!" 
 "Ding! On the third day of signing in, you will get the reward [Divine Hundred-Step Flying Sword]!" 
 … 
 Facing the Celestial Master Swords being sold on live broadcast, the rampant overseas anchors claimed that the Celestial Masters of Dragon Kingdom and Longhu Mountain were weak and even the swords were stolen. 
 The next second, Qin Yang directly used the Five Thunder Methods to cast spells from a distance. 
 "Stab it!" 
 Overseas, the world changed dramatically, and a purple thunderbolt as thick as a bowl fell from the sky, destroying the villa and mansion of the sword-stealing anchor with one blow. 
 In an instant, all the audience were collectively dumbfounded. 
 "Damn it! Is this a coincidence?" 
 "Longhu Tianshi Mansion, Five Thunder Zhengfa?" 
 "I told you not to mess with the Tianshi Mansion, aren't you looking for death?"
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 Traveling back to that flying age, Li Chu just wanted to hang on and live in peace
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 The mainland of China is a continent respected by martial arts. In this continent, strength represents everything. Strength is fairness, strength is justice, strength is axiom, and strength is heaven.
 However, if you want to have strong strength in the mainland of China, you must have spiritual veins. Without spiritual veins, you can’t cultivate. At the same time, the level of spiritual veins determines your talent, potential and development prospects.
 Spirit channels can also produce pulse souls. The strength and type of the pulse souls determine a person’s direction.
 Liu Yiheng was speaking out in such a remote town on the mainland, to see how he walked out of a natural death, suffering, and suffering, to find his way to the pinnacle.
 Genius, in Liu Yiheng’s eyes, was just a joke, it was just a stepping stone to his glory, the evildoer, in Liu Yiheng’s eyes, was only a short-lived opponent, because his opponent had only one opponent, and that was himself.
 Divine beasts don’t need to be arrogant, they are just mounts, seniors don’t need to be proud, they can only tremble and wait to be surpassed.
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 (Sweet pet, ancient and modern, princess rebirth to conquer the entertainment circle) 
 In the troubled times, the younger brothers and sisters were brought up, Wenneng recruited the world’s wise men, and Wuneng took command and set out to open up the territory. 
 Xia Wanyuan, who finally sent her younger brother to the position of emperor step by step, was the most legendary eldest princess in the history of the Xia Dynasty. 
 But when the eldest princess opened her eyes, she found that she was a thousand years later. 
 There is a husband and son, and there is a younger brother who can’t live up to it. 
 It’s just that her husband treats her as the air, and her son has nothing to do with her. 
 This time, I was still called the “princess”, but it was all others who ridiculed her for acting with capital in the entertainment circle, being squeamish and arrogant, and giving her a black name. 
 In response to this Xia Wanyuan said, there is always a day when you truly call princesses. 
 Everyone said: Ha ha, really treat yourself as a princess? Who gave the face, are you about to kick your boss husband? 
 Jun Shiling: Hurry and leave with 100 million divorce fees. 
 Two years later 
 Everyone: Who said Xia Wanyuan is a straw bag?? If the double shadow queen is in hand, all works are sold, the darling of the fashion industry, and even the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are proficient in everything, and they are the traditional cultural face of the country. Such people are all straw bags. What are they? Paramecium? My face hurts, princess, do you see my standard of kneeling? 
 Jun Shiling: Who dares to spread rumors that we divorced and let him break the coolness of the sky! Wife, let’s have another one, okay? 
 The beautiful, black-bellied and versatile eldest princess works as a part-time queen and has a deep mind and a cold heart chasing his wife and the president of the crematorium 
 A short story about finding oneself while reaping true love and raising cubs in modern times, I hope everyone will like it.
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 Jiang Ping’an returned to the era of scarcity and lived in a courtyard full of animals. How should he survive? 
 As neighbors with Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu, and in the same village as Liang Ladi, what story will happen between them?
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