Chapter 40： When the black belly frivolous male host was broken (8)

After receiving the document respectfully, Qi Yan was about to leave, but was stopped by Feng Yangao.

"You were surprised just now? Why? Didn't you already know my identity?"

The sound of Feng Yangao is like the cool breeze in autumn, clean and hearty. If it weren't for his sloppy speaking attitude, his voice would be the most perfect lullaby among men.

Qi Yan pursed her lips and looked at Feng Yangao's eyes with a little embarrassment, "Just didn't expect..."

"did not expect?"

"I didn't expect you to be the president."

That's right, how could Feng Yangao look like the president. The president of other people is either domineering or cold-arrogant. When it comes to Fengyangao, it is more like the undercover of other companies than the president.

Qi Yan's answer made Feng Yangao stunned for a moment. He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily.

His laughter was unabashed, like the dull thunder in the spring, making Qi Yan even more embarrassed.

"If nothing happens..."

"Go back and tell your minister and ask him to give me a call." Feng Yangao interrupted him, his slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and a shimmering light flashed in his eyes. "Okay, you can go back."

Qi Yan didn't know why, but he left obediently.

After returning to the planning department, Qi Yan told Feng Yangao the original statement. The minister called the president in front of him. After a good call, he hung up the phone and placed the plan for the party again in Qi Before the words.

"Qi Yan, you are now an intern, right? That's fine, this is your first task. Come on!"

The minister is a middle-aged man in his forties. Because he married his wife late, he has only a seven-year-old daughter. He was a big fan of this little daughter. Looking at Qi Yan at this time, he was kind to his own daughter...

Qi Yan stared at the planning book with wide eyes and wanted to say no: "This..."

"This is a task. If you want to continue working here, you have to do it."

Qi Yan knew that Feng Yangao must have said something to the minister, otherwise he would not suddenly let himself do this planning.

This plan is equivalent to the eyes of a dragon. The so-called finishing touch, if there is no such eye, the finishing touch will not necessarily become a story. In other words, this plan, Qi Yan is done, it is a lifelike golden dragon; if there is a little difference, it is a worthless earth snake.

Qi Yan refused this plan. But no way, he needs this job.

After taking the planning case, Qi Yan returned to his place and studied the already half-finished plan carefully...

Feng Yangao once said that he needs to add some new ideas and delay the time. During this delay, it must be wonderful and beautiful enough to attract everyone's attention and make people feel less numb...

This is a brainstorming plan.

The time for thinking is fast, and in a blink of an eye, it is time to get off work.

Qi Yan was a little fascinated, but was asked to leave by colleagues. After coming downstairs, Qi Yan came out of the planned whirlpool and was about to call Ning Jin to bring him dinner at night, but was interrupted by a group of voices.

Looking at the sound, a petite figure stood at the gate, an ordinary shirt and denim skirt, and a lot of white canvas shoes. This kind of clean dress is not who Wenruo is?

At the moment she was smiling and asking a man what, but there was clearly a customer service staff next to it.

It seemed that he felt his gaze, and Wen Ruo looked over quickly, and his eyes lit up when he saw Qi Yan.

"Little brother!"