Chen Yang was also uneasy at this time. Liang Yong walked to the door and saw that this was a master who was chasing him last night. [y] He suddenly became nervous. With the steel will he trained in the army for many years, he did not show his face anymore. He calmly greeted Liang Yong and the other two, but he was highly alert in his heart.

He led the two to the bar for more than ten steps, but it made his vest sweat nervously. It was not a good thing to face the vest against the enemy.

"Sorry, Miss Qin, Director Huang is on a business trip this week and it may take several days to come back. I will register for you first. Will we make an appointment for time when Director Huang comes back?" The receptionist said apologetically after hearing Qin Yu's intention.

"Ah! It's so bad, I'm asking you!" Qin Yu's face flashed with disappointment. He followed the lady's prompt and left his contact information. When he turned around and was about to leave, he found that Liang Yong was a little absent-minded. He pulled Liang Yong and said, "Brother, let's go!"

"Oh, okay." Liang Yong was alarmed, and his eyes were taken back from Chen Yang who had returned to the door. He not only felt familiar, but also felt a clear hostility, and he paid more attention to Chen Yang. But he just couldn't remember who he was.

When passing by Chen Yang, his eyes swept through Chen Yang's chest, and he saw clearly that the words "Security Captain Chen Yang" were written on his identity card, and he kept it in his heart. Chen Yang faced his gaze, smiled and nodded, saying, "It's easy to leave!"

It was not until the two of them walked away that Chen Yang's hanging heart fell to the ground. Liang Yong threatened him to give him a feeling of going to the battlefield.

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Yu asked when he saw that Liang was still absent-minded when he left the company.

"That security guard is a little strange. Yu'er, you'd better not sign a contract with this company. If you really want to be a star, I can ask Sister Yu or Yaoyao to help you." Liang Yong shook his head and said, saying that he felt awkward and didn't want Qin Yu to have anything to do with that company.

"Oh, then forget it, let's talk about it later." Qin Yu bowed his head obediently and agreed. He did not take Liang Yong's reminder seriously. In theory, let Chen Mengyao help her must be better than signing a contract with a new entertainment company. But she never thought so at the beginning. She learned to sing and dance was actually a secret competition with Chen Mengyao. She wanted to stand on the stage with her own abilities one day and hold Liang Yong's hand to sing to thousands of fans. Accept Chen Mengyao's help, and she would be defeated from the beginning.

The front is Xuri Investment Company. Liang Yong remembered Zhao Ya's message. He thought that since he came, he would go up and take a look. Now Xuri Company is not as strong as before, with frequent investments. It is the company with the strongest upward momentum in Huadu City. Not long ago, it spent 1.5 billion to buy the entire 22-story office building as the company headquarters. It has dozens of branches including real estate, trusts, securities, etc., and the operation momentum is good.

Liang Yong and the other two were still at the gate, and a doorman ran over quickly: "Hello, Mr. Liang! Welcome to the company for inspection."

When he walked into the lobby, Zhao Ya's secretary Katyusha had already appeared at the entrance of the stairs and smiled sweetly at Liang: "Use...ah! Mr. Liang." Katyusha used to greet Liang to "Use" but then she realized something was wrong, and her pretty face turned red and changed her mouth halfway.

"Silly, how good is it to use it. It's the same in my company and at home." Liang Yong strode forward and reached out to pinch her high nose and laughed at her.

Katyusha's face turned redder, but she generously held Liang with her other arm, and Qin Yuyi, the bird on the left and right, guarded Liangyi upstairs. The dozens of people in the lobby behind her were envious, especially those handsome reception ladies. She thought it would be great if she would be attracted to Mr. Liang one day.

"Katyusha, Xiaoya, look, I bought clothes for you too. Do you want to see if it fits?" Liang Yong, in Zhao Ya's office, placed a large bag of clothes on the coffee table to greet him.

“Wow, I bought so much.”

"What a good day today? Thank you for using it!" The two of them cheered happily, hugged a bunch of clothes and went to the room to try it.

Before entering, Zhao Ya turned around and said, "You have read a few documents on the table, so you signed them."

The second secretary held a stack of documents for Liang Yong to see. Liang Yong took a rough look at them, which were all the second half of the year plans reported by various departments. Zhao Ya already had a signature on it. If she was too lazy to read it, she would sign and recognize each document after the approval. He was relieved to Zhao Ya. Although he had invested hundreds of millions of dollars in the company and made more than 100 million in the stock market some time ago. However, Zhao Ya was able to make the company so big in the short term, and its total assets had exceeded 5 billion, which shows how strong her ability was.

"Mr. Liang is so nice to Sister Ya!" Liang Yong and the second secretary were in the office. Seeing that Liang Yong quickly signed the letter, the secretary sighed with a longing. This was an older girl wearing thick glasses, with an average appearance but the elegant temperament of a professional white-collar worker.

"I have known Xiaoya for many years, and the company belongs to her. I just have a name." Liang Yong replied with a smile, and picked up the small object on Zhao Ya's desk and played with it.

"Mr. Liang is so easy-going. You are the boss of the kindest subordinate I have ever met and trusted." The secretary praised while making tea for Liang.

"Haha, don't praise me, I'll be so proud of myself. What's your name?" Liang Yong smiled. Sitting in such a luxurious office and chatting with the secretary is really enjoyable. No wonder there are so many office romances in the world, which are caused by this special environment.

"My name is Zhong Qing, you can call me Xiao Zhong, Xiao Qing, either." Zhong Qing put the teacup in front of Liang Yong and said.

"The name Zhong Qing is good, it's appropriate to call you fall in love at first sight." When Liang Yong heard that he actually had this name, he couldn't help but talk.

Zhong Qing blushed and was about to answer. When the door of the room opened, Zhao Ya and the others changed into a new set of clothes. They were all the same evening dresses that cost tens of thousands or tens of thousands of dollars each. When worn on the three beauties, the office suddenly brightened. The scenery here was beautiful because of them.

"No, it looks so good. You look better in dresses than those fashion models." Liang Yong applauded, and Zhong Qing looked envious. Any woman yearns for wearing evening dresses.

"I'm also talking about it! You bought more than a dozen pieces, and only three of us picked out a set of fitting ones. I don't know what you think about it, so I quickly took those off." Zhao Ya's angry Bai Liang glanced at him and blamed him for wasting it. These dozen evening dresses are worth millions, and it would be a pity that they can't be worn.

"No! I just looked at Yu'er wearing it, but I bought it only if I think it looks good. If you don't wear it, she will definitely wear it." Liang Yong retorted unconvincedly.

"You also call it fit. Do you know what it means to say that one more point is not enough? Wearing this top fashion even if one button is not suitable for you will affect the effect of wearing it. And many of them are low-collared, and we don't wear it properly..." Zhao Ya explained with a regret that how can a man buys clothes that fit. He is a big and thick-sized person.

"Yes! I'm wearing these dresses of yours, which makes me feel uncomfortable." Katyusha followed suit, and gestured on her chest with her hands.

I'll do it! With the degree of your chest, most evening gowns sold in China are not suitable for you. Liang Yong sighed in his heart, but his eyes were deeply attracted by Katyusha. If anything else was not suitable, she could only choose this low-cut evening gown. The long skirt in full displays her narrow waist and buttocks. Without a belt, she relies on her proud buns to hang the skirt. When she walks around, the skirt and steamed buns are fascinating.
Chapter completed!