If it weren't for the 1 million lottery draw, Mingxin would never have come to this annual meeting.
Poor manager Zhao Liang didn't expect that other people didn't know anything about the 1 million lottery.
Only when the annual meeting was about to end, an employee held the lottery box and asked those who wanted to draw the lottery to put their names on the paper. Finally, a large box of paper was collected. The host reached in and I messed around a lot, pulled out notes and read out awards. There were computers, mobile phones, food, etc., but there was no one million.
Mingxin also won a prize, which was an envelope containing two concert tickets.
He put the envelope into his pocket and put it together with the cigarette case. He was too drunk to listen to Zhao Liang's explanation.
He just wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep.
But when the annual meeting ended, everyone headed for the exit, and Mingxin inevitably met the fierce-looking man again.
Maybe after a few hours, the man calmed down a lot, and now he was able to smile at him, "The company will reimburse us for a drink, how about we go?"
"I'm so sleepy, can you not go?" Mingxin said, wanting to leave.
The tall man moved a step at the same time, blocking his way.
The one who comes is not good.
"Do we know each other?" Mingxin finally stopped and tilted her head, her voice a little confused, "Did I make you unhappy?"
"You know me, and you like my legs very much..." Mingxin said slowly, as if she had a sudden inspiration, and came to the conclusion, "So, you must have followed my live broadcast room?"
Xue Jingxian, who was in front of him, immediately lost his face because of his words.
Indeed, he was once moved by Ming Xin's legs that were exposed to the camera, and even generously gave him tens of thousands of gifts and became the number one for a while.
He almost eagerly found Mingxin's private message and asked for her contact information, but was ignored. He finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he relied on his connections at Yinding Group to get Mingxin's information——
Ha, male.
He would never forget that just before he got that information, he was watching Mingxin's live broadcast and expressing all his desires on the screen.
It turns out that what he had been fantasizing about was actually a man's leg? !
Xue Jingxian's masseter muscles bulged heavily, as if he was gnashing his teeth. On the side, Xi Qin's friend had already spoken angrily on his behalf: "You have the nerve to draw attention to your rubbish skills? Do you think our Brother Xue is... The kind of person who only looks at legs?!"
Xue Jingxian: "..."
His face became darker, but he still stared at Mingxin fiercely, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces, "What? Even if I follow your live broadcast room, so what? That's really the case, you shouldn't wait and serve him more. me?"
"Isn't this what anchors like you do?" Xue Jingxian's disgust could no longer be concealed.
However, there seems to be a strange burning feeling hidden in that disgust.
Beside him, the young man with a handsome face could no longer stand it, "Forget it, it's too late... let her go..."
Mingxin looked over and saw that the young man with soft eyebrows was Xi Qin.
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The Fishing Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder After The Attack [Quick Wear]
Fanfiction【 BL, MTL, * No Editing 】 On the day he ran away from home, Mingxin was hit by the Skyfall System. The system claimed that he was a defector from the Fast Travel Bureau and needed to play cannon fodder in the small worlds, save the protagonists w...