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Gu Qingyan shook his head and refused to go in, and Gu Qingyan's name came out from the loudspeaker again. An Shengmei pretended to be angry: "If you don't go in, then don't talk to me anymore."

"Alright, alright, alright. Don't be angry. Wait for me outside, I'll be right out." Gu Qingyan was most afraid of this move of hers, so he helped her to the side of the chair, where someone had long given up.

"Interview properly, you can do it!" An Shengmei forced a smile at him, causing Gu Qingyan's heart to calm down a bit, and she walked towards the interview room.

However, An Shengmei could not hold on any longer, with a thump, she slid off the chair and fainted on the ground. Without even thinking, Gu Qingyan immediately retracted her hand that was on the doorknob, she ran over to An Shengmei's side in two steps to carry her back to the hospital.

After finally arriving at the hospital and handing An Shengmei over to the doctor, Gu Qingyan panted for breath as she bought a bottle of water. She gulped down a few mouthfuls and wiped the water from the corner of her mouth with her hand.

An Shengmei sat on the sickbed and blamed herself, "Gu Qingyan, what about your interview?" Although she was embarrassed from coming to the hospital due to the painful situation, but she felt a little uncomfortable from losing the opportunity to interview Gu Qingyan due to her own reasons.

"Don't worry." Gu Qingyan saw that An Shengmei had lowered his head and only kept it for him, and comforted her by patting her shoulder, "This company belongs to my family, and one of the interviewers is my cousin."

Hearing Gu Qingyan's comforting words, An Shengmei finally felt better, but her face was still gloomy.

"Alright, alright, you can put your heart back into your stomach." Gu Qingyan patted her shoulder, "Once your body is well, you can go back to work."

An Shengmei was speechless, "Is that really okay? Then aren't we airborne? There were a lot of people who wanted this position... "

"This position was originally given to me." The corner of Gu Qingyan's mouth hooked up. His hands were in his pockets as he looked at An Shengmei with a smile in his starry eyes, "What's wrong? Do you feel that air transport has no backbone? "

"So what if it's airborne?" An Shengmei pouted her small mouth, "I'm not that type of person, if there's a chance, we have to grasp it. Z-Company is the best advertising company in the entire Shanghai, if someone wants to push their luck and get in, how can I possibly get the chance to do that?"

Gu Qingyan habitually rubbed the top of her head, looking at her hair that was cut close to his ears, he said with a face full of regret: "Rise your hair! "I still like to see how you used to look when your hair was long and your shoulders were covered with a shawl."

An Shengmei slapped away Gu Qingyan's restless hands, and smoothed down his chestnut short hair with his fingers, "Don't rub it, it's too messy to comb in a while."

Thinking up to here, An Shengmei touched her long hair. There was a piece of chestnut on the tip, and she gently caressed that strange hair, "Gu Qingyan, where are you now? "What kind of scenery did you encounter, and what kind of breathtaking scenery did you stop at?"

After Du Hao left, a woman wearing a black woolen coat stayed behind with An Shengmei for a long time.

The next day, An Shengmei went to the company and submitted her resignation under the astonished gaze of the masses. The fat director pushed her gold-rimmed glasses around, "Is there any other company that offered a high salary to poach you?"

An Shengmei shook her head, "No."

"Then are you here because of the case brought by Vice-President Yi? I already intended for you to do that case, but right now, they are at the heart of public opinion, so this is not the right time to start a new project. " Although the fat manager didn't have a good impression of An Shengmei at the beginning, but in the past few years at the company, she had also contributed greatly to the company.

"Supervisor, this is the last one." I've resigned for personal reasons. After all these years, I owe someone too much. I need to make it up to him. " An Shengmei pushed the resignation letter on the table towards the fat manager, who saw the sweetness in her eyes that had never been there before.

"I've seen your situation in the past few years. I know a bit about the things he's done for you. Go find him!" The fat manager took the resignation letter and tore it off without any hesitation. Then he said sincerely, "You are the most talented person under my command. I can't bear to part with you. How about this! I'll give you a year of vacation, and after a year you must return to your post. " Then he wrote a year on the leave slip and signed his name "Yan Ruyu".

"Thank you, Director." An Shengmei looked at the extremely serious supervisor. Why did he look so cute today? Her name was very nice, from "There is a gold house in the book, there is a face like jade in the book." She should have been a gentle woman like jade. However, she had been beaten by the waves of the market to create a hard outer shell to wrap herself in.

"Go! Find your happiness and save your life to get back to work. " The fat manager revealed a rare gentle smile, as if he was an elder patting An Shengmei's shoulder.

Just like that, An Shengmei walked out of the Z Company's entrance under her hopeful gaze.

Just as she walked out of the door, she received a call from Lin Sisi. "Shengmei, wuu, why did you leave just like that?" "Don't bring me either.

"Who do you want to keep you when you're not working? The young master Wang from last time? Or is it Little Xie selling spicy hot Ma downstairs? They've been longing for you. " An Shengmei was automatically immune to the little girl's coquettish actions as she ruthlessly teased her.

"Stop talking, do I have any feelings for them?" Lin Sisi looked at her with disdain, then suddenly slapped her head: "I almost forgot the important matter. Gu Qingyan left in such a hurry, I didn't take anything from his company, go help him pack it up."

"Oh, okay." After An Shengmei hung up the phone, he called a taxi and said, "Master, Huatong Securities Institute... Ah? Senior, why is it you? "

"You haven't changed your habit of going into the car without looking." Du Hao looked at the rearview mirror as he stuck out his tongue, revealing a somewhat embarrassed fake smile. He couldn't help but think of a person and mutter in a low voice, "Don't laugh, you don't look like her when you laugh."

"Hmm? Senior, what are you talking about? "Like who?" Du Hao's voice was extremely soft, and An Shengmei could only hear a "like her". She leaned her body forward and looked at Du Hao with a face full of curiosity.

Du Hao tapped her forehead: "He looks like an idiot." Then he started the car and headed for East China Securities.

An Shengmei sat in the back row, her head lowered as he thought about how she had just finished reporting on the day she had arrived at school. She had dragged a heavy suitcase along while looking for Room 12 in each of the rooms on the third floor of the girls' dorms, with one ear stuffed with earphones. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have listened to her grandma using this old box that didn't even have a wheel at all.