Warm Marriage: CEO’s Unlimit Love

Ning Jiang returned to his senses, and when he looked at him, he only felt that his gaze was a little strange.

She wondered what it was like: "Am I wrong?"

Luo Hanshang calmly curled his lips: "Yes. After all, it is a matter of life and death. It really shouldn’t happen again. If you think something is wrong, you can tell me at any time if you need me to help you. Come to me."

She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It feels like I have found a reliable backer."

He looked at her evilly: "Yes, you have made a lot of money, in order to make up for my loss..."

As he was talking, he pressed the back of her head and kissed her lips.

She was stunned. In this case, if she pushed him away, would she anger him?

But with his gun under him, she was really... embarrassed.

Luo Hanshang quickly let go of her, his lips slid to her ears, and said ambiguously: "How is your injury?"

He asked, and the fool knew what he wanted to do: "Maybe... it will take a few days."

"How many days?" Luo Hanshang was unhappy: "This quack doctor, did he prescribe the wrong medicine? I'll take you to the hospital again this afternoon."

She blushed: "It has nothing to do with the doctor. This is a laceration, and the wound is so secretive. It is not ventilated and light, and it is not easy to recover."

In fact, she didn't feel that much anymore, but she didn't want to have anything to do with him now.

Although it is impossible to avoid the fifteenth after the first day of the first year, but...it is one day to be able to hide.

Luo Han Shang looked at her gloomily: "Ning Jiang, you'd better not lie to me, otherwise, I can't spare you, and when you get better, I will owe you all the money you owed these days. I make it up, have you heard?"

She blushed and felt a little nervous in her heart.

Make it up? Can this kind of thing be made up?

After Ning Jiang left, Luo Han Shang called Cheng Yong in at the door.

"Cheng Yong, you can find the information about the Linhaiwan Bridge and show it to me. This matter must be carried out quietly. Don't let people over there know that I have checked this information."

"Ok."

After Cheng Yong left, Luo Han Shang's hand naturally pinched his chin, his eyes blurred.

Ning Jiang said just now that he should watch the group of people and not let the nightmare of the Linhaiwan Bridge happen again.

There is no direct relationship between Linhaiwan Bridge and Datian Group. In that case, what does the nightmare have to do with the group of people in the company?

Or...what did she suspect?

Ning Jiang returned to the third team of Qiaojian. With Luo Hanshang as a backer, the eyes of people in the office looked different from before.

At this time, Luo Zhengtang had already left.

When Ning Jiang saw the person who had been slapped Luo Zhengtang before, his heart suddenly became furious.

She walked in front of the man, and the man was taken aback.

Ning Jiang pursed his lips and smiled: "I haven't asked this gentleman's name just now."

Seeing Ning Jiang's smile, the man felt nervous for some reason, his smile was a little abnormal.

"I am President Luo's secretary, Hou Hongyang."

"Manager Luo? Which one? Luo Wei first? Luo Zhengtang? Or that... Luo Nanyi?"

"Luo Zhengtang, President Luo, what do you ask this for?"

She sneered, didn't say anything, turned and left.

Hou Hongyang swallowed and thought, it's broken. If the president really married this woman, he would be unlucky.

Ning Jiang stood beside a few people and asked, "Excuse me, besides Luo Zhengtang, who is the person in charge of this project?"

A man in his thirties who was two steps in front of her pointed to the middle-aged man next to her.

"This is our President Jiang, deputy project manager."

President Jiang looked at Ning Jiang with a distant look in his eyes: "Something?"

Ning Jiang looked at this person, somewhat familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen him.

She nodded to the other party: "I want to participate in the Panlong River project, but I don't know yet what I can do."

"What can you do? Or what you have done before."

"When I was involved in the project at my previous company, I was always in the engineering department."

President Jiang lowered his head and continued to look at the drawings while saying: "Then you can do what you are good at and go to the engineering department."

Ning Jiang nodded, turned and left the meeting room.

As soon as she left with her front foot, Mr. Jiang, who had been bowing his head and busy, raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the door.

The engineer standing next to him saw him suddenly stunned and asked, "Gong Jiang?"

President Jiang returned to his senses and continued to discuss work issues with them.

Ning Jiang went to the engineering department to report, and the people in the engineering department readily accepted her.

Someone shouted: "Oh, it's rare. I have worked in our department for ten years, and finally a girl has come in, girl, you will become our favorite in the future."

Ning Jiang chuckled: "It should be a pet, seniors, please take care of you in the future."

"You're welcome."

Ning Jiang sat down, and the man beside him said, "If you have any needs, just ask me, here are a bunch of rough old men who are not well taken care of, so take care of them."

"Hey, I can take care of myself. By the way, senior, ask, our President Jiang, I look familiar. Has he ever been in any magazine?"

"Mr. Jiang? You mean Jiang Shicheng, Jiang Gong."

Jiang Shicheng? Hearing this name, Ning Jiang suddenly thought of a person.