President's Office.

Zhou Yanchen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, and Cheng Lin lowered her eyes and stared at the tip of her shoes.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Yes." Cheng Lin said softly, looking up at his back, "I've thought about it, I'm sorry, I'll ask to leave at this time."

With his eyes closed, Zhou Yanchen turned around and looked at her for a while, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay."

After a pause, he said, "But you don't need to resign. I'll allow you to take a leave, you can rest as long as you want."

"President, Yan Chen, you don't have to do this."

"Even if I give you a gift, I will give you a happy gift." Zhou Yanchen said, waved his hand, "That's it, go out."

Cheng Lin gritted her teeth and turned around and left the president's office.

She wanted to leave.

I don't know where to go.

She has been too tired over the years and wants to have a good rest.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the figure stood for a long time.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

He turned back to the table and picked it up with his hand.

"Hello."

"Zhou Yanchen!"

"Um."

"What do you mean?!"

"Um?"

"Who said he wanted to be your secretary? Ah! Why did you make such a decision! I want to go back to the United States! I will leave in the afternoon!"

"Remember to come to work in the company tomorrow." Zhou Yanchen ignored Fu Mingrui's shouting and hung up the phone.

With his phoenix eyes lightly, he looked at the photo frame on the table and slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

In the photo frame, the cute girl is about 15,600 years old, wearing old-fashioned braids, black-framed glasses, and smiling at the camera nervously.

But the beauty can be seen between my eyebrows and eyes.

Xixi.

The fingers rubbed the lenses as if they could touch the girl inside.

When will you be back?

...

"Wipe!"

After scolding three times, the president's office door made a loud noise and was kicked open without mercy.

Zhou Yanchen raised his eyes slowly and looked over casually.

Leaning backwards on the back of the chair of the senior class, he smiled and said, "Is he so angry early in the morning?"

The person who came was glaring at him panting and was right at the door.

After more than ten seconds, the flag was over.

He was wearing a silver-gray suit, with a stack of documents under his armpits, and a small bunch of hair was actually raised. He saw that he was rushing to get up in a hurry and ran to work.

"Secretary Fu, please give me more advice in the future." Zhou Yanchen did not give up mocking him.

Fu Mingrui collapsed his shoulders, raised his legs and kicked the door, and strode over.

He slapped the document on the table and shouted fiercely: "Sign it! It's so cool!"

Zhou Yanchen curled his lips and tapped his slender fingers gently on the document.

After a few strokes, his phoenix eyes raised, "Are you really so reluctant?"

Fu Mingrui sighed and supported his hands on the table.

After such a struggle, Zhou's family will have to recover their vitality in a while.

At this time, if you didn’t really need help, according to Zhou Yanchen’s bad temper, you would never have spoken to him.

He just knew it, so he stayed obediently.

But if you stay, you still have to play with a little bully, otherwise Zhou Yanchen would really treat him as a slave.

After opening the document, Zhou Yanchen signed the first one, and only heard Fu Mingrui say: "In the days to come, I can't catch a blond and blue-eyed big girl. Are you responsible?"

Zhou Yanchen smiled deeper and closed the document, "Our girl is not bad either. Maybe there are ones you like, just play with foreign goods."

"You are patriotic." Fu Mingrui sneered coldly, and his eyes accidentally glanced at the photo frame on the table.

"Yo!" He screamed in a sarcastic manner, and he picked up the photo frame and looked carefully.

"Isn't this Xizi?"

Zhou Yanchen frowned and said coldly: "Let go."

Fu Mingrui shook the photo frame, "Looking at things and thinking about people? What else did you get back? Diary? Clothes?"

"Fu Mingrui." Zhou Yanchen gritted his teeth and read out his name, the warning in his tone was so obvious.

Shrugging her shoulders, Fu Mingrui put the photo frame back on the table, "Xizi will come back. She is so cheerful, you don't have to worry too much. Punish your indifference some time ago, and now let you live with the omnipotent right hand, and you will be cheap."

"Ao!"

He hit his forehead, Fu Mingrui covered his head and stared at the indifferent man holding the folder.

"Zhou Yanchen!"

Zhou Yanchen threw down the documents casually and said indifferently: "I've signed them all, go out."

Fu Mingrui gritted his teeth and took the documents.

With a stomp in his feet, he went out like the wind.

The door closed and it was silent for a moment.

Zhou Yanchen loosened the tie between his neck, stood up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

He let out a breath, his brows bulged.

They all told him that she would be back.

So when exactly?

"Bang!"

Behind him, the door was pushed open again.

Zhou Yanchen turned around and said coldly unhappily: "Don't you know how to knock on the door!"

Fu Mingrui spread his palms, "Sorry, I haven't, well, adapted to the position of secretary."

"What's up?"

After closing the door, Fu Mingrui walked over and his face became solemn.

"Just received the news, Situ Jing is back."

"Oh?" Zhou Yanchen raised his eyebrows with interest, "And what? How about it?"

"I guess she didn't see Zhou Xian some time ago, to avoid suspicion. Now she doesn't want to help Zhou Xian?"

"It's impossible to turn over." Zhou Yanchen said lightly, his phoenix eyes tightened, "But there is something to settle between me and her."

Fu Mingrui nodded and was ready to beat his hands.

It is obviously not OK for villains who make tricks behind their backs without giving them some lessons.

"How do you want to settle?"

Zhou Yanchen looked at Fu Mingrui and smiled softly.

"Damn it! Monster!" Fu Mingrui lowered his curse.

...

Meeting room.

"Ha! Miss Situ is here." Zhou Xian was even more embarrassed than when he met Zhou Yanchen before.

Situ Jing frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes as he looked at him.

Zhou Xian captured it and his smile expanded even more.

He gave the policeman a wink and the policeman quietly retreated.

"Waste." Situ Jing spoke and sneered.
To be continued...