C13

"Sister Zhou, Shan Shan started the topic first. She started the conversation and scolded first."

Sister Zhou crossed her arms, and looked at Han Yao skillfully, and asked coldly: "Did she point your name at you and scold you?"

Han Yao still wanted to explain herself, but Sister Zhou interrupted her and said impatiently: "Han Yao, since she did not call you out to scold you. She could now be said to be scolding her team members. "On the other hand, you started the conversation, causing the internal strife in the office. Do you really think that you're going to blame me for it? Should I criticize you or her?"

Han Yao felt wronged in her heart, she was so stifled that tears started to well in her eyes.

She stared at the ceiling, at the dazzling white walls.

"Work hard. You have to draw the pictures and win the group. Only then will you have a chance to shine."

With that, the Sister Zhou turned and left.

Han Yao stayed on the spot, sprawled on the wall, and helplessly cried. She didn't think that a large company would be so complicated. She was the one who was scolded, but she was the one who was scolded. Why?

The inexperienced and simple Han Yao couldn't understand.

That day at noon, when everyone had gone to eat lunch, she puffed her cheeks, sat at the computer table with her red eyes, and continued to play with her Design Draft.

"Aren't you going to lunch?"

"I don't want to eat it."

Only after Han Yao casually replied, did she realise that the person in front of her was actually Nanfeng Haozhe.

He was wearing a pink shirt today, which made his skin look especially good. And this kind of extremely handsome face, that Han Yao had no intention to look at, was right in front of her right now.

"CEO, CEO..."

"Come on, let's go to the restaurant together."

Han Yao thought about what Shan Shan had said that morning, she quietly took out the lunchbox from the drawer, and refused: "No need, I brought some food, I'll go heat it up in the microwave."

She stood up and walked towards the lounge with the box of food.

The microwave rang with a "ding" sound.

Han Yao took out her lunchbox and sat on the table.

"What is it? Can you tell me?"

Unknowingly, Nanfeng Haozhe had followed him to the resting area. With one hand against the door frame, he coldly looked at Han Yao.

"I... "Nothing."

After all, he was his superior, and complaining about his colleague in front of his superior wasn't a good thing for him, right?

Nanfeng Haozhe loosened his tie, walked over, and then sat down beside Han Yao. The faint scent of the deep sea dragon perfume on his body filled her nose, making her couldn't help but think of "Big Brother".

"Don't worry about it, once I get off work, I'm not the CEO of the company. Just treat me as a normal friend. If you tell me what's bothering you, I might even be able to help you give you some advice."

Nanfeng Haozhe's aura flared up; the pressure on the two of them sitting together was enormous.

However, since the CEO had said so, if she refused again, wouldn't that show her dignity? Thus, she told him everything that had happened this morning in one go.

Of course, she did not forget to add, "CEO, this is not a snitch. I have never worked in a big company before, I don't understand how big companies interact with each other, I just feel wronged, Sister Zhou didn't even investigate the truth, and she scolded me … "

Nanfeng Haozhe stood up, rubbed his chin, looked out the window, saw the chirping birds outside, and said thoughtfully: "I think Sister Zhou handled this matter correctly."

Pausing, he then added, "As for your actions today, it did indeed cause a bad reaction in the office."

Han Yao curled her lips, and muttered in disappointment: "As expected of the world's crows."

"What did you say?"

She shook her head and twisted the hem of her dress, unwilling to say more.

"Right now, you must be thinking that since Sister Zhou is one of my choices, I will support her right? In fact, that's not the case. Han Yao worked in a large company, and a large company had his rules and regulations as well as his principles. Perhaps in your opinion, there is something illogical about this. However, there is nothing you can do about it. Rules are rules. "

After Nanfeng Haozhe finished speaking, he bit his lips, and the look in his eyes became even more confused. Looking at her cute appearance, the corner of his mouth even had a faint smile that he didn't notice.

Then, he patted her shoulder and encouraged her. "Good luck, Han Yao.

Before he left, he added: "Right, don't forget, after work we made an appointment to go to welfare home together."

"Alright."

Han Yao carried the lunchbox and sat on the chair, carefully thinking about what Nanfeng Haozhe had said. She even went to look through all the rules and regulations of the company …

Sure enough, after comparing them one by one, he realized that he really should scold them!

Just that, the lesson he had learnt this time made Han Yao's fighting spirit grow. She swore to herself that she would draw the Design Draft well and win Shan Shan.

It was like he was venting his anger for himself!

Just that, Design Draft did not just simply draw, it needed inspiration. Thus, on the afternoon of the same day, even though Han Yao had done her best, she was still not satisfied with the script.

In the blink of an eye, it was time to get off work.

Han Yao could only put the drawing paper and drawing competition into her bag. She was prepared to go to welfare home and bring it home to draw.

In the basement, Nanfeng Haozhe changed out of his pink shirt and changed into a casual style white T-shirt and black shorts.

Han Yao had to say, when he smiled, his aura was indeed domineering, enough to seduce people. Even she couldn't help but sigh with emotion. How could the heavens make things so beautiful?

"Why are you frowning? Is the job not going smoothly?"

Han Yao forced out a slight smile and pulled herself together before saying, "I'm fine."

"Sit tight."

She sat blankly on the passenger seat. Her long hair covered half of her face and her tender lips were like a budding rose. Her actions even revealed the lithe and cheerful aura of a young girl.

"Han Yao, let's go eat together?"

"Huh?"

"I mean. Let's finish dinner together before we head to welfare home. "

"Alright." Han Yao thought that since she was not in a good mood today, she might as well eat something delicious first, to calm down her mood before going to see her little friend. This way, she could also prevent her bad mood from affecting the children.

However, she pinched her shriveled purse, bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and asked awkwardly after a while: "CEO, can I choose a place? I've been. My purse is a little hungry. "

"Alright."

That night, Nanfeng Haozhe did not choose a hotel, but followed Han Yao to a roadside stall to eat. Although it was just simple soup rice, he ate with gusto.

In the end, just as the two finished eating, before they could leave the table, Han Yao's phone rang.

She glanced at it, then looked at Nanfeng Haozhe and said: "Could it be that the Principal knows that we are going? "He actually called."

Nanfeng Haozhe shook his head and spread out his hands, indicating that he did not know.

When the call connected, the dean gasped for breath and said anxiously and anxiously: "Han Yao, I'm the Principal. Ah Xu fainted and was sent to First Hospital. I still want to let you know!"

"Alright, I understand."

Han Yao hung up the phone, grabbed her jacket from the chair, and explained it to Nanfeng Haozhe. The two of them then quickly got on the car and rushed to the hospital.