Chapter 375

More than half a month ago, the public relations department went to yuanyao hotel after holding the award ceremony.

That night, Zhang Xin, who obviously drank too much, once pasted it on Fang Yuan's ear when jumping, saying that she had opened a room in the hotel -- the meaning of taking the initiative to throw herself into the arms is self-evident.

As a result, Mr. Fang refused with awe inspiring righteousness and was not afraid of the beauty's sadness.

At that time, Fang Yuan could see that Zhang Xin was not acting, but really wanted to talk to him.

He didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, Zhang Xin gained both fame and wealth (he gained 1.6 million in one account, and his position in the company has been significantly improved). It's also normal to thank his boss with personal promises.

What's more, Mr. Fang is not a big bellied old man. He is definitely a little white face. He is several years younger than Zhang Xin. If they really do that, it's not necessarily who takes advantage of who.

It was from that day on, under the secret operation of the surrounding area, Zhang Xin and others showed their great power. In half a month, they collected all the arrears of the company outside.

Sun Deli can guess that the legends in the Jianghu are made by Fang Yuan. There is no reason why Zhang Xin is so smart.

A good-looking little white faced boss with a background that no one can see clearly, or "love soldiers like children", can he not win the favor of the beauties of the public relations department?

But Zhang Xin also knows that the sisters really met good people this time.

Mr. Fang, a good man, has never had any unhealthy thoughts on them in these days, except leading everyone to get rich and eat and drink. He definitely treats them as sisters.

In fact, women are just like men. When more than three women get together, they will secretly comment on men and make no secret of their true thoughts: if only they could have a spring night with a gentleman like brother yuan?

Zhang Xin is sure: even if Fang Yuan says he wants several sisters to play together, I believe someone will agree.

At least, she doesn't care.

But what moved them was that Fang Yuan didn't mean it and always maintained their due respect for them.

Zhang Xin lamented that when she met a good man, she also had some small regrets: in human nature, when she saw good things, she wanted to take them for herself or at least have some selfishness.

The "old-fashioned" of Fang Yuan not only made him rise in prestige in the company, but also made the sisters of the public relations department completely open in front of him -- that is, make trouble when it's time.

Zhang Xin went too far. She flirted with Fang Yuan in public several times. In his embarrassment, everyone laughed together.

In short, Zhang Xin really likes it (just like it, not to mention love and hate).

So, when Zhang Xin, as usual, asked Fang Yuan who she was thinking about, but Fang Yuan answered her, she was stunned for a moment, but soon became excited and her eyes moved: "well, where are we going tonight?"

Fang Yuan looked up with a smile, looked outside the suite and said, "you really mean it?"

"Anyway, I'm a few years older than you, and I won't suffer."

Zhang Xin said, lying on the square desk with her chin slightly raised, her face was full of frivolous color, which could make Mr. Fang see less than half a proud man wrapped in black lace from her white shirt collar as long as he lowered his eyes.

Fang Yuan only looked at it and took back his eyes: "are you not afraid of your husband? Or are you not afraid to be sorry for your husband? "

"If I had a husband, of course I would be afraid and feel sorry for him."

The smile on Zhang Xin's face slightly stagnated.

Fang Yuan was surprised: "Oh? Would a woman as good as sister Xin have no escort? "

"Once, but after I worked in the public relations department for half a year, he said his hat was green, cluck, I dyed it. He felt very ashamed. When you first came to the public relations department, he immigrated abroad and didn't know where to find a new life. "

When Zhang Xin giggled, it was called a fluttering and shaking.

But in the smile, there is deep helplessness and self mockery.

It turned out that this was a divorced woman.

Fang Yuan was more interested: "sister Xin, where are you from?"

"From Beihe country, from a poor place."

Zhang Xin answered casually.

Fang Yuan asked, "who else is at home?"

"My parents died of illness when I was in college, and there were no people in my hometown."

Zhang Xin sighed: "Alas, I haven't been home for more than ten years. It's estimated that no one in my hometown can know me."

From a poor place.

No parents.

I haven't been home for more than ten years. No one in my hometown can know her.

It's a single divorce again. My ex husband emigrated abroad.

These conditions seem to be the most suitable for someone.

Fang Yuan looked at Zhang Xin straightly, with a deeper smile.

Zhang Xin was very angry when he saw it. When she stood up, she picked up a cigarette on his desk. She was very rude and lit one by herself. She pretended to be calm and said, "why, brother yuan, don't always look at me. Give me a word. Are you free tonight?"

"Tonight --"

Fang Yuangang said these two words, the fixed line on the desk rang, and the caller ID was the president's office.

"Answer the phone first."

Fang Yuan smiled apologetically and picked up the topic: "I'm Fang Yuan. Well, OK, I'll be right there. "

"President Xia called. I'll go there first."

Fang Yuan put down the phone, stood up and said, "well, I was kidding you just now. Don't care."

Zhang Xin's eyes flashed an obvious color of disappointment. Her red lips moved, but finally she just nodded.

When Fang Yuan came to the door of the public relations department, Mobei just came back from the outside.

It's true that people don't change the environment at all.

In a short period of more than 20 days, there has been a qualitative change in the north of the desert: less green and astringent when entering the workplace, more beautiful white-collar workers, and only those eyes are still so clear and flexible.

Also, every time you see the square, your pretty little face will blush, and then subconsciously bow your head.

"Just come back?"

Fang Yuan took a step aside and dodged the door.

Mobei retreated a few steps, dodged the way for him, gently nodded his head, and said in a low voice, "well, brother yuan, please first."

Fang Yuan didn't give in any more, smiled, nodded and walked out of the office.

It's already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. Most employees of the public relations department are out on tasks (for example, cooperating with the leaders of various departments to accompany guests to the club). Hundreds of square meters of offices seem very empty.

After seeing Fang Yuan up the stairs, Mobei came in and saw Zhang Xin standing at the door of the suite office -- this woman still has a flower crazy look on her face.

After finding that Mo Beibei stared at herself strangely, Zhang Xin quickly raised her hand and closed her hair, smiled affectionately and said, "Xiao Bei, come and see what I bought this set of cosmetics? Well, you can do the same. "

If women want to enhance their feelings, it is undoubtedly the most useful way to get together and talk about makeup and dress.

But what if a man always hides from a girl?

For more than two weeks, Xia Xiaoyun didn't see Fang Yuan once.

He's not avoiding her, so how do you explain?

Fang Yuan comes to work every day, and he still goes to and from work on time, never putting it off early. That's what Laura said.

However, Fang Yuan was not as ostentatious as he had been in the company for a few days. He not only didn't go to the restaurant surrounded by beautiful women (someone called him back), but also left immediately as soon as the time for work came.

I don't care at all. Xia Xiaoyun has been playing "hot" with vice president Zhang these days.

Xia Xiaoyun thinks that with the 6000 ducks in the public relations department (some people say that a woman is quacking at the top of 500 ducks, so 12 women are 6000 ducks), what clothes the president of the group has handed down today and a acne on the face of Lao Li, the cleaner, will certainly be widely spread in the office.

That's why she didn't believe it. Fang Yuan didn't know that she was very close to vice president Zhang these days.

But that guy didn't pay any attention to who she was dealing with, just buried himself in his work.

Just a week after she didn't see the square, Xia Xiaoyun was angry: if you have the ability, don't appear in front of me all your life.

But when two weeks passed and Fang Yuan really didn't appear in front of her, Xia Xiaoyun was more angry and hated her teeth itching: Fang, you're really good. You turn your face ruthlessly!

You can't guess what a girl's mind is.

Take Xia Xiaoyun for example. When she finished her work in the morning and had a temporary rest, she vowed to ignore an asshole all her life, but when she was about to get off work, she couldn't help calling Fangyuan.

Let him report.

It's true that it's false to report work. President Xia really misses him.

She thought that as long as she could get closer to other men and her relationship with Chen Wanyue, she could really forget this guy slowly.

Who knows, the more she forces herself to forget him, the more profound he looks in her heart: it's good to look at him even once.

After putting down the phone, Xia Xiaoyun bit her lower lip tightly, raised her hand, patted her head gently, closed her eyes and murmured, "Xia Xiaoyun, you are finished. Poisoning, too deep -- even if you miss him and want to be with him all day, so what? He is not what he used to be. "

Help, help.

The knock on the door sounded very light and rhythmic.

As soon as you hear it, you know the knocker. He's very gracious.

Xia Xiaoyun knows who is coming, but she doesn't want him to have such a gentleman like demeanor.

She preferred the guy who shouldered the door and burst in.

Such a circle is the real circle.

"Please come in."

Xia Xiaoyun quickly sorted out her collar and sat up straight. When she said these two words faintly, she was surprised: when did I be so polite to him?

You're welcome. It's a good attitude.

But the problem is that the relationship between two people, if polite, represents alienation.

Xia Xiaoyun hates Fang Yuan's despicability and deliberately alienates him, but she doesn't want to leave him sincerely -- it's very contradictory.

Contradiction is sometimes pain.

The door opened and Xia Xiaoyun's painful man came in.

With the respect and smile that employees should have when they meet the big boss, they close the door with their backhand after coming in, quickly walk to a meter and a half in front of the desk (it is said that this distance can best reflect the subordinates' respect for their boss), and bend slightly: "President Xia."

Xia Xiaoyun didn't speak, so she looked at his face and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Fang Yuan was not well seen by her. She subconsciously looked down and doubted which button on her body was open.

After sipping the corners of her mouth, Xia Xiaoyun said faintly, "minister Fang, sit down."

"Thank you, President Xia."

Fang Yuan nodded his thanks, turned and walked to the sofa over there in the hospitality area and sat down.

Sitting posture, like all subordinates who come to see President Xia, is respectful and respectful.

Xia Xiaoyun looked at the incomparable awkwardness. Dai Mei frowned and said, "can't you sit well?"

Fang Yuan was stunned, looked down again and said, "am I sitting in a bad position?"