Cannon Fodder Battle Chapter 1693: President’s troubles (1)

Each world has its own legends or urban supernatural legends, and Tong Xinlan didn't try to check them all in this world, which has nothing to do with the mission.

According to Teng Xiaolan's major, Tong Xinlan found a corresponding job, worked until retirement, and then lived to be 80 years old, leaving that world.

This time I went back to the space and saw o561.

"Host, is this mission going well?"

"With your host taking action, it will definitely go well."

"I have received another mission, does the master want to rest?"

"There's no need to rest. After playing there for decades, I'm almost bored."

"Okay, let's go."

…

Tong Xinlan opened her eyes, and found herself in an office with a relatively cold decoration style, and she was holding her forehead with her hands, as if the client was not feeling well before.

A handsome, secretary-like man in front pushed his glasses, put down the documents and files on the table, and asked Tong Xinlan with concern, "Mr. Lin, you must be very tired after working overtime all night. Originally, I wanted I advise you to rest, but it will be the board of directors in ten minutes, I am afraid it will be difficult for you to deal with those directors in such a state, I have learned massage before, how about I press the acupuncture points for you to refresh your mind?"

Acupoints? Tong Xinlan, who has been in the world of martial arts and fairy tales, does not allow others to touch her acupuncture points. Besides, she is not sure whether this secretary is an enemy or a friend, so it is not safe to let him get close.

Tong Xinlan rubbed her forehead, shook her head, and said, "No need, I'll just wash my face with cold water, you can go out first."

"Okay, I put the materials needed for the meeting on the table. Mr. Lin will take a look at it later. If there is any problem, I can fix it as soon as possible." The man was very witty, and he opened the door and left office.

Tong Xinlan left her seat, stepped forward and locked the door, and then took a closer look at the office.

The man called himself Mr. Lin. It seems that the client is really the real president. Tong Xinlan found a sliding door on the left wall. She stepped forward and opened the door. Inside was a bedroom with a bathroom. The decoration is quite high-end, no less than a five-star hotel.

Tong Xinlan walked in, closed the door, and lay down on the bed.

A well-dressed young woman with her hair on the back of her head appeared in front of Tong Xinlan, and she stretched out her hand neatly to Tong Xinlan, "Did you accept my commission? I am your client Lin Lan."

"Hello." Tong Xinlan also liked this kind of straightforward woman, and asked directly, "I don't know if you need help."

Lin Lan frowned and thought about it, then shook her head, "I don't know where to start, logically speaking, others would envy my good luck, but I don't care about such good luck. "

Who doesn't like good luck? But it also depends on the aspect of good luck, Tong Xinlan asked, "How to say?"

"I seem to be very popular with men. There will always be all kinds of outstanding men around me. They all seem to like me, no, and they shouldn't be used. They are indeed...all of them have confessed to me."

"When this kind of situation first happened, I didn't doubt it. After all, all of us in the circle are rich second generations. There are many young, handsome, rich and rich second generations around me. The admirers around them or hugging others The purpose of approaching people like us is indeed more than ordinary people.”

"But, it's different. As long as those people refuse, others will leave with interest. After all, you are not the only one who has a lot of money, right? If I refuse, they can also find other targets Right!"

"But my side is different. Those men are like, like, I don't know what to say. Anyway, no matter how I refuse, there are a few men who just don't give up on me, which makes me very embarrassed."

"Although it's not uncommon in our circle for rich women to raise a few handsome boys and male models, but I don't like it. They do this to ruin my reputation. As a woman President, some uncles on the board of directors were dissatisfied with me, and it was really difficult for me for a while, and I wondered if they were sent by the board of directors who were dissatisfied with me."

"However, I believe that the uncles on the board of directors would not treat me like this. What's so good about being a president? Being a director can count money at home no matter what happens. As long as I manage the company properly, I can Helping them make money, they are usually dissatisfied with me, but they just think that I didn't listen to them."

"Besides, some strange things happened later, I still think there is something wrong with those men."

"I... have a friend who encounters the same things as me. The only difference is that he is a man, and he accepts all those women. He doesn't seem to have as many troubles as me."

"I'm annoyed later. I quit my job as president and went to live in a foreign country. I inherited my father's shares. It's good to be a director. It's not that annoying, but I'm always concerned about those men. Hold on to your heart.”

"I always feel that they approach me for a purpose. I have asked private investigators to investigate them, but they can't find anything ~IndoMTL.com~ Instead, they bought me. I am healthy, young, and have no chance He died for no reason, and the **** who sent you here said that I have grievances, so can you find out for me? In fact, I was very ambitious and wanted to make the group bigger, but because of them, I ..." Lin Lan shrugged, looking helpless.

"Oh, I see, I'll help you find out." The main system will definitely not be mistaken, since the main system said that there was something wrong with Lin Lan's death, then there must be something wrong, unless, Already... Ahem, she didn't think about this sentence.

Tong Xinlan quickly glanced at Lin Lan's memory, opened her eyes, meditated, washed her face with cold water, and recovered a lot.

However, Tong Xinlan still pretended to be depressed. After all, among the men Lin Lan mentioned had problems, that included Xu Mao, the male secretary who looked concerned about her when she came here just now.

As soon as Tong Xinlan opened the door and walked out of the office, Xu Mao stood up from behind the desk next to the office, nodded modestly and shouted, "Boss Lin."

"Yes." Tong Xinlan nodded, then walked towards the meeting room without saying anything.

As the president's secretary, Xu Mao quietly followed Tong Xinlan's pace.

This time, Lin Lan's memory appeared in this meeting, so Tong Xinlan knew what would happen, and she understood the proposals and questions of the board of directors, and answered them fluently.

A meeting naturally went as smoothly as the one handled by Lin Lan herself.

Of course, all of this is inseparable from the materials prepared by secretary Xu Mao.

After the meeting, as soon as he returned to the office, Xu Mao asked again with concern, "Boss Lin, the meeting is over, you should rest, or your body won't be able to bear it."

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