Chapter 34: Your whole family is a turtle

  On the table was a pile of spare documents, stacked into two small mountains, signature pens, notebooks... Ning Leming stood for half an hour, slightly hunched over, stacking them neatly, putting them in bags and packing them into boxes.

  "See you later, I'm going to settle the bill, bye!" A figure in a red dress walked by her side, bringing with her a faint scent of perfume. The fragrance reveals the person, a beautiful young woman.

  There are few young girls in the office who can chat and joke around, and now only this mushroom is left.

  Ning Meng looked her up and down, with painted eyebrows and wavy hair, a tight-fitting T-shirt that made her upper body bulge. Although not too exaggerated, it was clear that she had carefully prepared herself, no wonder she spent half a day in the bathroom before coming out.

  Ning Meng turned around with ill intentions, deliberately putting on a pretentious air, staring at her with a lecherous expression, "Meng Yu, are you going to the bank or picking up boys?"

  "Ah yo." Mengmeng patted her shoulder, her voice was so sweet that it was dripping with honey, and she didn't forget to throw a flirtatious glance over, "You're going to die, Ningmeng, I'm working hard to get both work and love right, learn from your sister!" She walked away triumphantly with a catwalk.

  Faint. Indeed, **see-through**, and comparable to Windy Niang of yesteryear.

  It was a struggle to get everything sorted out, and it was already approaching four o'clock. Xiao Di's phone rang again.

  "Mr. Ning, Manager Guan is ready to leave, hurry up and come downstairs. Manager Guan's usual driver, Ou Te, will be driving the Mercedes-Benz."

  "Huh?..." Ning Meng asked puzzledly, "Director Guan and Assistant Ou went out, why did I follow them?"

  "Hey, didn't I just tell you? I clearly made a phone call..."

  "Please, just ask me if I can speak French or not?"

  Zhou Xiaodi suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. Guan wants to meet a French couple. Mrs. Smith is used to speaking French, he wants to find someone who understands French to accompany her..."

  "But, my French has never been put to the test before, and I don't know if it's useful or not." What if I mess up, that guy will be furious... She's a moneyless, good-for-nothing master.

  "It's okay, there aren't many people in the company who speak French anyway. And it just so happens that the one who understands is a handsome guy. Apparently, Mr. Smith loves vinegar. Oh well, in any case, the manager will decide for you, and if I bring this up again now, he'll deduct my year-end bonus. Alright, alright, my beauty..."

  "Alright, alright, I admit it, you win."

  When she got to the first floor, she saw Guan Xuan standing at the entrance of the hall, looking impatient. When he saw her walking over, he stuffed her into the car with one hand and muttered, "What's taking you so long, like a turtle..."

  Who is a turtle? You are all turtles. But she didn't dare to show her queen's demeanor, and just asked about his ancestors in her heart.

  All the way, a faint scent of wood surrounded her. Ning Meng thought to herself, why do some people have such a strong presence, even in this small train compartment, it makes one inexplicably tense and imagine unnecessary things.