It's strange.
However, anyway, she knows that she will not be a friend or have too much contact with the senior management. She just wants to do the work at hand, that's all.
……
An hour later, Sui Tong, Secretary of jiangbeiyuan, came to take the flower bouquet of Yannian.
Yannian explained to Sui Tong, "I'll send the packaged flowers to you later. You must be very busy as a secretary. You don't have to think about my things every day."
"But..."
"I see what you mean."
Yannian thinks this young man is not easy.
At first sight, I was scared by jiangbeiyuan. I was very scared.
"Don't worry, you Jiang won't be angry with you because of this. I have agreed with him."
Sui Tong nodded.
I feel that Jiang is not a good talker.
How did Yannian say good things to him?
He didn't know. He didn't dare to ask.
Yan read: "by the way, the former assistant is the tall, thin, a little black and a little silly one!"
"You said Song Yikai. He was transferred to South Africa by President Jiang to dig minerals. He will come back next month."
"Oh, well."
For the rest, I didn't ask much.
Jiangbeiyuan that person's temper has always been cloudy and sunny uncertain, which day suddenly a epilepsy attack, put an atomic bomb on your head.
……
At noon, Yannian wants to go out to buy Rice by herself. She has been here for a week. So far, she hasn't seen what the company's canteen looks like.
Just went out cold not Ding bump into a meat wall, hit her nose all red.
Each other's good-looking black eyes, the eyes under the gold rimmed glasses, are a little glossy.
"So you work here, at the end of the meeting room on the 80th floor."
"Er..."
Slowly raised his head, Yannian nodded to the smiling face of Xiao chuchen.
"Hello, director."
"Is this for dinner? Or together? " Xiao chuchen invites.
"Ah?"
Yan nianleng for a second, eyes turned twice, and then quickly waved, "no need, I have eaten, thank you for your kindness."
Then he closed the door.
I thought that after waiting for Xiao chuchen to leave, she would go back.
A minute later, the office door was stabbed open from the outside.
Only jiangbeiyuan would come in without knocking on the door of her office and show her face.
Yannian hurriedly pulled him by the arm behind him and quickly closed the office door.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang, didn't you say that you were married secretly? Why did you come to me?"
"Hidden marriage can't come to you?"
Jiangbeiyuan snorted. His face was not good.
Then he sat down on the sofa, with two big lunch boxes in his hand, and put them on the coffee table directly.
The exquisite porcelain collided with the table top and made a crisp sound.
Yannian sat beside him and looked at his face. "What's the matter with you?"
"That Xiao chuchen,"
jiangbeiyuan didn't read, but opened one of the lunch boxes, which contained foie gras caviar and Western Blue dried bean curd. It was full of color, fragrance and richness.
He took the chopsticks, took out the paper towel on the table, wiped the chopstick head and handed it to Yannian. His voice was cold and angry. "Later, you should stay away from him."
"Oh..."
Yannian takes over the chopsticks, but doesn't respond.
"You just saw it?"
"Well."
Jiangbeiyuan laid his hands on the back of his head and reclined on the back of his chair. The tight jaw line was illuminated by the overhead light, which had a unique charm in it.
"Remember, not all men are so simple with your husband."