Your Life Is in My Hands

"Boss, Zhong Linghui drove your car away." "Just drive, I'm not short of this car." … "Chairman, I worked hard for more than a month to prepare the report materials, but Zhong Linghui threw them into the fish pond." "Well done, who else are you trying to fool with those old crappy tunes?" … "Dr. Yu, Zhong Linghui is talking nonsense in the newspaper again about you doing bad things." "Those things were originally done by me, and she didn't write them randomly." … Yu Hao, who has always been cold, arrogant and aloof, has become as well-behaved as a child since the arrival of a female employee Zhong Linghui in the group. He is accommodating and tolerant in every possible way, which makes everyone stunned and confused. Could it be that this woman is poisonous? Did you take away the soul of the chairman? … In the villa, Yun Fengyin shook the wine in the glass goblet, approached someone, smiled sweetly, and asked softly: "You used my AI as a cover and deliberately made it for them to see, right?" "What?" Someone raised his eyebrows and said indignantly: "It's true that the evil person complained first, and the thief shouted to catch the thief. Aren't you using me as a cover?" … The left hand feels the warm warmth of each other, but the right hand is holding the other person's lifeline. It seems to be lingering and affectionate, but in fact it is a game and competition with life and death as the bargaining chip.