"Where do you think you can be wanted? You can try it. The gate is there!" He pointed to the glass door of the office and didn't stop her.
An Xiaojing curled her lips and disdained her nose.
Then, she quickly walked out of Leng Yichen's office without looking back.
Apart from any feelings and relationships, she is just a subordinate who works for her boss. She works overtime and does something she can't think of. In return, she gets all kinds of shameless obscenity and obscenity from that man.
An Xiaojing's eyes began to drip with water, but she did not shed tears.
After she left the imperial group, she did not even know where to go, as Leng Yichen said.
An Xiaojing tried several companies. When she saw that it was her, no one wanted her. Finally, she went back to Leng's villa.
……
In the French restaurant, Anxia, dressed in grey, chatted with the man carefully.
"I've found out the origin of the data Leng Yichen has. Just help me get the data!" Nangong Han's pupils shrink. He wears a hat and black, trying to hide himself.
"About what?"
"That data has been retrieved by him. As far as I know, it's on his desk. I'm afraid it was crushed before, but now it has been glued. You help me get that information, and don't let him find out that you did it, or we'll all be done. "
"I, I understand." Anxiya pauses slightly: "however, when will you return my information to me?"
What an Xiya said is the information flow she and Xia Yuanyuan had done together before, but all the data was discovered by Nangong Han. In order to protect herself, she had to get the data flow back.
"As long as you do things properly, I will not treat you badly."
Nangong Han's expression is just like the snowy weather in the deep winter. From beginning to end, he gives people a kind of gloomy feeling, which is no better than the previous image of playboy.
"Good." Anxiya nodded.
When she returned to the villa, she saw an Xiaojing, whom she had not seen for a long time.
And an Xiaojing's whole spirit is a little depressed, which makes an Xiya very happy.
"Sister, your work is very hard!"
An Xiya deliberately cares, but she doesn't know that an Xiaojing is working for Leng Yichen.
"I can't work as hard as you." An Xiaojing responded.
"Sister looks like she's going to make a lot of money." An Xiya throws her bag on the sofa and almost hits an Xiaojing in the face.
"Then you can ask Leng Yichen how he will pay me." Speaking of this, an Xiaojing suddenly felt a sense of pleasure.
Although she is wronged by Leng Yichen, Anxia knows that she is so close to Leng Yichen that she is not angry.
"You mean you work with yechen?" Sure enough, Anxia's face is getting worse and worse.
"Yes, I envy you? But it's nothing to envy. Compared with you, I'm nothing. At most, I spend more than ten hours alone with him every day! "
An Xiaojing just thinks it's funny. After all, an Xiya cares about it most.
And herself, it's really painful.
"An Xiaojing, please seduce Yichen."
Anxiya's eyes are full of anger, but as soon as the car's whistle rings, she changes back into a lovely lady.
When Leng Yichen came in, he glanced at an Xiaojing, then his tone was quite contemptuous.
"How's it going? Have you found your job yet? Pure secretary? "
An Xiaojing wants to retort, but she doesn't know how to speak.
Anxiya immediately said, "yechen, how can you make your sister your own secretary? You don't know how bad she is in this respect."
Leng Yichen didn't reply, but suddenly took out the English document pasted by an Xiaojing from her side.
"But it's not too bad." He opened his mouth suddenly without any expression.
An Xiaojing noticed the document Leng Yichen had in hand before she said.
"If I knew I would leave, of course I would not help you stick these pieces of broken paper!"
"Oh? Don't you understand what's on this? " Leng Yichen asked knowingly.
"Don't you just look for something I can't understand and let me make a puzzle? Fortunately, I have the basic knowledge of aesthetics, otherwise I will be blind if I am blind. "
An Xiaojing wants to shred the paper again. She doesn't know how important the document Leng Yichen has.
"Come back to work tomorrow!" In the tone of command, Leng Yichen did not look up.
"Lengshao, I really can't do your job." As soon as an Xiaojing thought of what she had experienced during the day and last night, she had a shadow in her heart."What can you do?" Leng Yichen suddenly stood up from the sofa and took Anxia as the air.
"Come to work tomorrow!" With the tone that no one can refuse, an Xiaojing's reason gradually becomes compromise.
Without a word, she turned and went to the bedroom.
Leng Yichen is slightly angry, but anxiya seems to see a glimmer of hope.
Leng Yichen's information is what Nangong Han wants?
A strange idea suddenly flashed in her head, as if everything had been designed so seamlessly.
Smile, slowly emerged in an Xi Ya's face.
Night, more and more quiet. Only an Xiya stealthily took the documents Leng Yichen brought back, one by one, and photographed them with his mobile phone.
……
Early the next morning, an Xiaojing wanted to sleep a little longer, so she was entrusted by Leng Yichen, although he didn't sleep with her last night.
"An Xiaojing, as my secretary, you can't stand it so soon? Back off? " Leng Yichen asked.
What an Xiaojing can't stand most is the provocation from others.
A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated.
However, there is no difference. If you put it in Leng Yichen's office, you will still be humiliated by him.
An Xiaojing is struggling to death.
"I'll give you a day to think about it. Either you continue to come to work tomorrow, or you choose to never graduate from college!" Leng Yichen finally abandoned his own conditions.
"Or do you want that picture to be popular in your school? Or the Internet? "
"Leng Yichen, that's enough!" When she thought of the photo Leng Yichen had taken secretly before, an Xiaojing was angry.
"It's up to you to decide which is more important." Cold also Chen finally lost a few words, natural and unrestrained left.
An Xiaojing has become a bit bored. She doesn't know what kind of job she can find after leaving the Empire. Most importantly, no one dares to hire her now.
Suddenly, an Xiaojing thought of a person, Nangong Han.
It's over! Do you think there will be more tomorrow?