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Chapter 1992 Toyo, Shinto-style(2/2)

"I,…"

Qiu Yiren's pretty face turned slightly red, and she hurriedly broke away, her hands and feet cramped.

She doesn't look like a female CEO of a company worth hundreds of billions.

But, at this moment.

Behind him, there were constant sounds of footsteps.

The employees passing by were all stunned, looking at this scene.

This is simply...

Who would have thought.

The rumors in the past turned out to be... true!

Mr. Qiu actually... really has an ambiguous relationship with Security Director Chen Zongheng...!

If this news gets out.

I am afraid.

Countless male employees should be heartbroken.

"Whoosh!"

Be aware of your surroundings.

Qiu Yiren bit her red lips and glanced at Chen Zongheng in embarrassment.

This guy…

Until now, he still looks expressionless.

It's almost like I owe him money.

Not even a little action.

"I go first."

Qiu Yiren finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and walked quickly towards the company.

But, at this moment.

Within the company.

Employees kept getting wind of the situation and drove off!

Sun Xue, the little secretary, had a look in her beautiful eyes at this moment, "What are you doing, why don't you go back to work!"

"Be careful about deducting your bonus!"

Ugh...!!

Hear this sentence.

There was a sudden commotion at the scene!

Sun Xue, the little secretary, is now the secretary to the chairman, holding a high position and holding great power.

Prestige has been established throughout the company.

But, at this moment.

The employees immediately shrank and retreated hurriedly.

within this company.

No matter who I offend, I don’t dare to offend Sun Xue.

Even if you offend your supervisor, the harem... is not that serious!

Looking at the employees around him, he kept backing away and giving way.

Secretary Sun Xue snorted coldly, stepped forward on high heels, and pressed the elevator gently, "Mr. Qiu, please go up now?"

"I'll go to the lounge first and take a rest."

now.

Qiu Yiren's pretty face looked helpless.

However, when she secretly turned back and glanced outside the door.

But found...

Chen Zongheng disappeared without knowing when.

This is simply...!!

Thinking of the embarrassing scene just now.

Qiu Yiren gritted her teeth slightly, feeling extremely depressed.

That rascal.

Simply, he is a straight man of steel.

There is no tenderness or sweetness at all, even... just lie to her a few words!

but no.

Nothing at all.

What she wants is not much at all.

Even if it's just a lie.

It can also rekindle hope for Qiu Yiren.



Oriental.

Inside the sword.

A girl in kimono was kneeling on the ground.

There was no expression on her pretty face.

But, at this moment.

Look at this girl.

The old man above couldn't help but sigh.

This girl is the current and only descendant of the Shinto style... Anxiang Mio!

At first.

The Shinto style has declined to the extreme.

But, I didn't expect it.

The abandoned baby Anxiang Mio, who was accidentally adopted, showed a terrible talent in swordsmanship.

It has been more than ten years now.

In the past ten years, Shinto-ryu has been everywhere, not wanting to rise again...

But, just at this moment.

But someone came to the door...

"Why do you sigh, my lord?"

Xingxiang Mio spoke calmly and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Hear the words.

A look of helplessness appeared on Nakajima Norio's face, "Are you sure...that you want to agree to that matter?"

He was the disciple of the Shinto-ryu Kendo master back then.

Always working hard.
Chapter completed!
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