Chapter 111

"No, no!" Qiao Anran waved his hand again and again, came close to his ear and begged for mercy in a low voice, "I'm wrong. How about so many people give some face?"

"OK, go back and pick you up."

It's over... It's over! Qiao Anran lamented that she shouldn't have deliberately provoked this guy.

On the way back, the little woman leaned on the man's shoulder and couldn't help asking him, "why did you come today?"

"Isn't it good?" Fu Siming asked.

"It's not..." Joan ran scratched her head. "I just think you don't like such an occasion. And they don't get angry when they tease you so much. It's not like your usual style... "

"Huh?"

Fu Siming turned to look at her and asked, "what style do I usually have?"

Obviously, the woman didn't realize that she said the wrong thing. She hesitated and said, "just don't laugh, it's easy to get angry, and..."

"And?"

Seeing the smiling expression on the man's face, she suddenly realized what was wrong and hurriedly wanted to come back.

"Oh, I don't mean that. I want to say that you are very good... Well, very good!"

Fu Siming narrowed his eyes slightly. There was a sharp look in his eyes. Although he didn't say anything, Qiao Anran knew he couldn't run away after he went back

What happened later that night was entirely in her expectation. Fu Siming gave her "combined punishment for several crimes" until two o'clock at night, which made her feel weak and almost late when she went to work the next day.

As soon as I entered the company, I saw that not only the employees of the design department, but also the colleagues of other departments gathered together, even the general manager.

"Why... What's the matter?"

Such a serious scene made Qiao Anran feel "cluttered" in her heart.

What's wrong with the design draft?

Wang can sighed, walked up to her and stood still.

"Is there something wrong with the design?"

"The design draft is OK. On the contrary, Mr. Huang is very satisfied. The design draft has been delivered to them and we have received the final payment. Moreover, Mr. Huang thanked you again and again and gave you another sum of money as a bonus! "

After hearing this, Qiao Enron was happy and somewhat proud, but she knew that she still had a lot to learn on the road of design.

The HR manager smiled very gently and said to Qiao Anran, "the HR department has been informed that from today on, you will change from a trainee designer to a formal designer. According to the company's regulations, after becoming a regular, we will send you an assistant to assist you in your daily work. "

"Really... Really? Can I really become a regular? "

"The application submitted by director Lu of your design department in person has been approved by the general manager. Can there be a fake? "

Happiness came so suddenly that Qiao Anran was not ready. Originally, she thought the design draft had shortcomings and was not so easy to pass. She never thought so soon

"Thank you. Without your support and help, this case could not be so smooth. I'm really grateful... "Qiao Anran said, looking at Lu Wanzhi outside the crowd.

She looked as usual and didn't seem to be angry. This is the most puzzling thing for Qiao Anran

"Director Lu, thank you too. I will continue to work hard. "

After all, without Lu Wanzhi's "gambling appointment", there will be no current employment.

Lu Wanzhi said in a deep voice, "you have fulfilled my requirements. Naturally, you should become a regular."

Joan ran watched each other's expression, but she didn't find anything wrong. Does this woman really just forget it?

But it doesn't matter. I'll see you later.

……

The case of St. Lauren's Cathedral has come to an end, and Joan Ran has become a formal designer. In the future, she can honestly participate in various large-scale projects of the company.

She worked harder than before and came home later and later.

On the first day or two, Fu Siming didn't feel anything, but simply told her "don't make yourself too tired" and didn't interfere any more.

But then he gradually found that his excessive "connivance" seemed to make Qiao Anran more "presumptuous"

So one day when Joan ran came home from work, she saw a man sitting in the living room with a black face.

"Why haven't you slept yet? It's late... "Joan ran glanced at the wall clock. It was almost zero.

Look at Fu Siming's look. It's terrible gloomy

After coming back from nice, she saw this guy's face for the first time, and cried out in her heart!

"Well... I'm a little sleepy. Go up first..."

Fu Siming stood up, walked two steps in front of her, picked her up and calmly went upstairs.

What's the matter?

"It's late. Go to bed." Qiao Anran held the man's hand and wouldn't let him touch it.

"Work is energetic. When you go home and see me, you have no strength?"

Joan ran looked up at him, blinked and asked, "are you jealous? Do you eat the vinegar of work? "

"And the spirit teases me, huh?" Fu Siming, with a dangerous light in his eyes, picked up her chin and whispered, "I don't think you're very tired."

"Don't... give me a break, I'm really sleepy!"

Qiao Anran couldn't laugh or cry, "I promise, the time to go home in the future will never exceed 8 o'clock... No, 9 o'clock, OK?"

"Seven o'clock." Fu Siming slowly spits out two words, but there is an irrefutable momentum.

"OK..."

After getting Joan Ran's promise, he let her go and kissed her gently on the forehead, "sleep."

Qiao Anran couldn't help laughing. Such Fu Siming was somehow... Cute?