Put it in the car.
Qiao Han should have shoes, so I’ll borrow hers to wear them when the time comes.
The elevator brought Zhan Haoyu to the top floor.
He put on the high heels again, then stepped out of the elevator and walked straight to Qiao Han’s CEO’s office.
Qiao Han’s secretary had just come out of the office. When he saw Zhan Haoyu, he instinctively wanted to say hello, but when he saw that it was a woman, he swallowed back the secretary’s words: “Mr. Zhan”.
Fortunately, unlike others, the secretary reacted very quickly after being stunned, and immediately stopped Zhan Haoyu from entering the office.
The secretary was still scolding those people below in his heart, why did he let a woman come upstairs? Did he think Mr. Qiao had too few suitors?
In other words, this woman looks like the Third Young Master Zhan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the facial features are exactly the same.
“it’s me.”
Zhan Haoyu made no secrets in front of the secretary.
The low words made the secretary dumbfounded, and then watched him push open the office door and go in.
“Zhan…Third Young Master?”
The secretary finally came to his senses, the door of the office was closed.
“Master Zhan San? The woman who just entered was dressed as Master Zhan San?”
The secretary muttered to himself, trying very hard to convince himself to believe his eyes.
He is not blind.
It was real.
That woman is the Third Young Master Zhan. Is he a man disguised as a woman?
Or is it that Mr. Qiao never accepts the feelings of the Third Young Master Zhan, so the Third Young Master Zhan pretends to be a woman? In order to take down their Mr. Qiao, Zhan Sanshao worked really hard, even using tricks like pretending to be a woman.
What a sacrifice!
Two people, if one of them is a woman, they are really a good match.
Unfortunately, both are men.
The secretary believes that his boss is not crooked. No matter what Zhan Sanshao does, even if Qiao Dong and the chairman’s wife are taken down, Qiao will never accept Zhansan’s feelings.
Joe always liked women, real women.
The secretary really wanted to open the door and go in to see his boss’s reaction, but finally held back.
Zhan Haoyu closed the door of the office and locked the door behind him, so as not to be disturbed by others to talk about love with Qiao Han.
Qiao Han was busy, she didn’t even raise her head, thinking it was the secretary going and coming back, she didn’t raise her head until she heard the footsteps of high heels and realized that the person who came in was not the secretary.
When facing Zhan Haoyu’s handsome face with makeup on, the pen in Qiao Han’s hand dropped on the table, rolled around a few times, and then fell to the ground.
Zhan Haoyu came over, stood opposite her, raised his hand to brush his fake long hair, turned around a few times, showed off the long skirt, and finally asked the dumbfounded Qiao Han: “Qiao Han, how are you? Women’s clothing Pretty, right? My facial features are too strong, even if I wear women’s clothing and makeup, I don’t have the softness of a woman.”