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After waiting until Monday, he could finally return to the company. Qiao Anxiao woke up very early because of his excitement. Finally, he sat down at the dining table, ate his breakfast, and went out.

"How rare."

As he sat at the kitchen table sipping his coffee and listening to her footsteps on the stairs, he glanced up at her and said this in a mocking tone.

It took Joanna a long time to understand what he meant by 'not easy'. Fortunately, he was in a good mood today and didn't want to argue with this venomous person.

She didn't say anything. She sat down across from him and after a while asked, "Why do you drink coffee every morning?"

"What's the problem?"

"Coffee is irritating, it hurts the stomach, especially if you drink it on an empty stomach …"

Qiao Anyun kindly reminded him, but he didn't mind. He replied, "I'm used to it."

"…"

Joanna finished her sandwich slowly, sat for a while looking at the time, and was about to go out when she saw that it was about time. She glanced at him without the slightest intention of leaving.

"Aren't you going?" asked Qiao Anxiao, puzzled. Wasn't such a delay the usual style of Fu Siming?

"Where to?"

Looking at his expression, it was as if Qiao Anjiao shouldn't be asking such a question. She was also stunned and asked him, "You, what time is it now? Are you not going to the company?"

"Oh, I have a client today that I want to meet. I'm not going to the company."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" He looked at his watch. It was eight o'clock.

After saying that, Qiao Anxiao picked up his bag and ran out the door. It wasn't easy getting a chance to go back to work. Today was her first day, so if she was late, others would think that she was being insatiable!

It wasn't easy for her to rush to the company and go through the job entry process again. However, some people started to look at her weirdly.

He didn't have time to worry about what they were thinking. After all, she wanted to go back to the company so she could continue being an architect, not worrying about trivia.

Very quickly, the registration formalities were completed. The design department that she was familiar with did not change at all.

Qiao Anxiao walked to the work area of the design department. He thought that since he had come back, he should greet the director. After all, the director had trusted her when they were at the company and had given her a chance.

She went outside of the Prefect's office and knocked on the door. She heard a "Come in," she said, and pushed the door open. The Prefect was busy writing.

He didn't even raise his head. He thought he was here to report his work, so he said, "If there's anything you want me to sign, wait here for a while."

"Director, it's me, Qiao Anxiao."

Hearing this name, the director suddenly looked up and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to inform you that I've been reinstated today. I was really thankful to you before …"

The Prefect waved her off, then said, "I already know about your return. "Go back to work, I'll leave the rest of your tasks to Wang Chao to arrange for you."

"Thank you, Director. I will try my best."

"Alright, go."

For some reason, Qiao Anxiao felt that the Prefect's expression was a little unnatural, as if … A little pity? Maybe she was overthinking.

Looking at the departing back of Qiao Anzhi, the director silently sighed.

Joanna was indeed a good material, and he hoped to get her to do her best in the design department.

It was a pity that good steel could not be used on the blade, but there was no other way around it. Such an arrangement was given to him by his superiors, and he could only follow it.

As for his return to the company, his superior only had one request, which was to absolutely not allow her to do any work related to the design script.

So the general manager told him to hang her name in the design department, but her job should be as easy as possible and not be associated with the design draft.

On the way back to his office, Qiao Anxiao heard someone whispering to him. It was mostly about how good she was. He left as soon as he said it and treated the company as his own backyard.

The other said she was Lady Fu. Not only was this small subsidiary, but the entire Fu Family was her backyard.

She was too lazy to argue after hearing too much criticism, so she decided to just let them do as they pleased.

Back in her old office, she had just reached the door when she saw Wang Chao waiting for her.

"Sister Yao …"

"Welcome back." Wang opened his arms wide with a smile and gave her a big hug.

She was very touched. Sister Yao was the person who helped her the most in this company. She never hid anything. Perhaps only Wang was truly happy that she had returned to the company?

They held each other for a while, and then Wang Chuan let go of her. His expression suddenly seemed to darken, and he said to Qiao Anxiao, "Sit down first. I'll give you the latest work arrangements."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Shan."

Qiao Anxian sat at his desk. He felt very familiar, even though the items were all gone, he still had to buy some decorations.

After a while, Wang came over and gave her a few pages of A4-printed documents. He said, "Look at this, the first one is about your recent work schedule, and what I wrote down in the first one is the most important. The urgency is decreasing step by step.

Qiao Anjiao gave it a cursory glance. The tasks assigned to it did not seem to have much to do with the design script. She could not help but have some doubts.

But then she thought again, she did make a few mistakes, and she understood that the music hall plan was because she wasn't careful enough and the company temporarily didn't let her access the design script.

"I know your ambition is not here, but …" Wang Chao sighed helplessly. "This is the decision of the company's upper echelons. I can't change it."

Knowing this arrangement, she went to the director general, even the general manager, but the result of the communication did not change their minds.

"Sister Yu, it's fine, I can accept that!" "Although I currently have no access to the design script, as long as I do my job, there will come a day when I can regain my trust," Qiao said with a smile.

"You are quite optimistic …" Wang Chao nodded. "Well, I'll tell you the most important thing. Take a look at the next few pages."

Qiao Anxian looked at it and saw that the next few pages explained the situation of a construction design company.

"Enjoy the show?" Qiao Yifan had heard of this company before and it could be considered to be well-known within the industry. Although the company was not big, its design drafts were very creative and of excellent quality. Quite a number of people, as well as the government's architectural designs, had taken the initiative to look for them.

"Yes, there is." "Right now, your most important task is to successfully sign a contract with the entrance examination within a week."

"Sign a contract? "Me and the demo?" Qiao Anyun could not understand the reasoning behind this. The two companies were both building design companies. Logically speaking, they should be competitors. Why was there such a thing as a contract?

"It means signing a contract." "The traditional method of enmity between this and that has passed," explained Wang. "Forcing a strong alliance is now the way to survive. Many projects are particularly difficult for a design company to complete, and sometimes joint bidding is also an option. "

"But …" "I don't have any experience in negotiation, are you sure you want me to do such an important thing?" Qiao Anxiao was very puzzled. Since when did the negotiation and signing of contracts become part of the work of the design department?

"No worries, I will find someone to go with you." "And didn't you have the courage to negotiate with Smith? Finally, the matter is resolved. "

Qiao Anxiao thought about it and felt that it was true … Since the company had already arranged it like this, she had no choice but to brace herself and do it.

Since he had already decided to do so, he would first understand the current situation of the ceremony. Qiao Anxiao smiled at Wang Chao and said, "I'll start right now. Elder sister Guang, you go ahead. I'll look for you if there's anything I don't understand."

Hearing her words, Wang Chao smiled, said "Come on," and returned to his seat to work.

She also hoped that Qiao Anxian would return to his job as a designer as soon as possible. With such great talent and ability, it would be a pity if he were to be buried like this.

After reading it, Qiao Anxian understood most of the situation and knew his opponent well. Before going to negotiate, he obviously had to know the other party's background in order to take the initiative.

It was almost eight in the evening when he returned home. When Fu Siming saw the tiredness on Qiao Anxiao's face, he asked, "How was it?"

"It's alright, I just felt that it was a little strange." Qiao Anxian took off his shoes and collapsed on the sofa. "The work that has been arranged for me recently has nothing to do with the design script. It's probably because I have to take responsibility for the things that happened previously."

"If you feel tired, you can come back …"

"Don't!" Qiao Anyun quickly interrupted him, "You've already promised me, you're not allowed to go back on your words. I'm not tired!"

Seeing that she had such a huge reaction, Fu Siming didn't say anything else and instead said, "Don't be too tired. Take good care of your body."

Just as he was moved by his concern, he added: "Take care of your body so that you can have a healthy child."

Alright, all my emotions immediately vanished into thin air. She shouldn't have had any hope for his conscience; he didn't have any.

Glaring at him, she went to the dining room and looked at the dishes on the table, imagining them as if they were his.

After returning to his room and taking a shower, the moment he laid on his bed, Fu Siming flipped over and pressed down on him.

"Don't... "I'm a bit tired today …" Qiao Anzhi rejected.

Fu Siming didn't force the matter and said, "Go to sleep." Then he put her in his arms and went to sleep.