Guan Xiao returned to the company, after careful consideration, he finally informed Yan Zhengling of the situation of Han hanjue.

Guan Xiao choked: "president, he has a very bad life. The dishes on the table are yellow and poor quality vegetables, and the taste is slightly spicy, which is not suitable for his stomach."

Hearing this, Yan Zhengling was stunned for a long time.

"Didn't I just give him the money?"

"Qiulian lost the bank card carelessly, and all the money in the card has been transferred."

Yan Zheng Ling's eyes splashed with angry sparks. "Find out who stole the card? When you find out, you'll be punished. "

Guan Xiao clenched his fist, "yes."

"Go ahead."

When Guan Xiao left, he came to the door and suddenly remembered another thing. His face suddenly became obscure. He turned his head and looked at Yan Zhengling.

Yan Zhengling is examining the document.

Guan Xiao had a bad taste in his heart.

In recent years, President Yan has supported President Zhan with her tender shoulders. And the belief that supports her to persevere is probably the faint hope in her heart -- the return of President Zhan.

If this hope is finally disillusioned, her fragile heart will certainly not be able to withstand this huge blow. It's better to give her a warning in advance, so that she can be on guard.

"Anything else?" The eyes of the officials are raising.

Guan Xiao blurted out, "president. I found Durex in his bathroom today

Then he did not dare to look at her expression, and Guan Xiao left quickly.

Yan Zhengling is as petrified as an eagle.

Durex?

It's evidence that he and Qiulian are happy!

Although knowing that they are husband and wife, this kind of thing is inevitable, but why after knowing, her mood will be too sad to imagine.

Yan Zhengling's mood suddenly became extremely bad and shut down the document with a bang.

Then he found the paper and the pen and angrily wrote the personal assistant's work agenda on the paper.

24 hours a day, she gives him a full picture of his work. In addition to dealing with all kinds of affairs of the company, she also has to eat, drink and play with her --

Yan Zhengling was indignant, "I let you go to the brain. That's the punishment for you. "

The next day.

The golden morning light scattered on the landmark building of the imperial capital, Huanya, was broken down into little bits of fire by black glass, just like a sea of fire.

An endless stream of employees came in the morning. Let this magnificent and cold building instantly more smoke and fire.

Office of the president.

Yan Zhengling, holding a mirror in his hand, carefully examines his makeup. Today's makeup not only retains the cool charm of smoky makeup, but also removes the greasy feeling brought by honey oil.

Of course, the one who forced her to sacrifice was the baron.

Yan Zhengling didn't want him to see her and induce cleanliness disorder, so he changed her make-up.

No honey oil, just a light layer of isolation cream, although the color code is the darkest, but compared with honey oil, still a lot of white.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Lord Zhan came to the president's office in a lazy pace.

She glanced at Yan Zhengling lightly, and didn't care about her new make-up. The face is paralyzed and Yan Zhengling is leering.

Yan Zhengling printed out the work content and schedule of the new assistant and handed it to the hand of Lord Zhan.

When he saw the work table, he sneered.

"Eat with, drink with, play with, just sleep with?"

Yan Zheng Ling said, "you can do it if you want."

Han Han Jue angrily threw the work table of personal assistant to Yan Zhengling, "personal assistant, I don't do it."

Yan Zhengling gritted his teeth and said, "don't forget that I am the president of Huanya. What do you have to do if I ask you to do it?"

Damn it, including food, drink and sleep!

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