Domineering Bamboo Horse, President, don't be too strong

An Ran once again stood under the An's Building, under the venomous and glaring sun. It was noon, and the noon sun in this southern city was almost fatal. An egg would not be enough to put an egg on the asphalt road. Would be skeptical that this egg won't turn into an omelette.

Walking into the building, there was a cool air blowing in the face. Accompanied by the rushing staff in the building, An's seems to be busy with a merger and acquisition case of a multinational group recently. Everyone in the group is very busy, coming and going.

"Hi, I'm looking for your president."

An Ran politely went to the front desk to inquire. She had the impression that the person who responded to her was the one who had a bad attitude towards her last time. The other party obviously recognized her, but this time his attitude was very respectful. Someone mentioned it.

"OK, just a second."

She made a phone call, and the connection was quickly connected, and when she heard that An Ran was looking for An Zhe, the special assistant beside An Zhe immediately said, "Okay, the president said, let her come up as a special elevator. "

The lady at the front desk told the truth, An Ran was not surprised at all, she nodded, and walked to the president's special elevator with a calm demeanor, and pressed the button calmly, regardless of the staff around her, they quietly cast their gazes on her like watching a monkey in a zoo .

The elevator arrived and went directly to the floor. As the floor continued to rise, the scenery An Ran saw became more and more open, and the little people downstairs gradually became as insignificant as ants.

An Ran couldn't help but wonder if the elevators like Chu's would allow those in power to immerse themselves in such an experience every morning.

With a ding, the president's elevator was unbelievably fast, reaching the top floor in less than 2 minutes.

The elevator door opened, and the familiar decoration was still in sight. On the large wall in front of him was the picture of the panda parent and child, still so naive, but this time An Ran looked at the picture and there was no sense of nostalgia in his eyes at all. .

"Where's your president?"

"Sorry, Miss An, our president is handling an international meeting, I'm afraid you have to wait there for a while."

The special assistant pointed apologetically at the leather chair in front of him, but An Ran didn't even look at it, and just passed her and pushed open the door of An Zhe's office.

"Yes, for this bidding case, I plan to..."

The voice inside stopped abruptly, and Anzhe's mobile phone was still stuck to his ear. His leisurely posture didn't affect him at all, but when he saw the person appearing at the door, he still froze for a moment.

But in the end it was the superior, so he quickly realized it.

"You go out first." Then he whispered something to the phone and hung up.

The door of the office slammed shut behind him, An Zhe sat up straight, and there was a hint of displeasure in his voice to An Ran.

"Why are you so anxious, you have never been like this before."

"Are you busy?" An Ran glanced at the documents on his desk, which looked thick, and probably had to work overtime.

"Why do you bother me when you know I'm busy?" An Zhe complained a little, but he still cherishes his biological sister after all.

"Come and sit down, what can I do with your brother?"

An Ran walked in and saw a familiar company logo on his desk.

An Zhe didn't seem to avoid suspicion at all that An Ran had seen many confidential documents that others couldn't see, because in his heart An Ran was still that An Ran, his sister.

What is there to be on guard against your own sister.

An Zhe thought so in his heart.

"What do you want from me?" An Zhe saw An Ran's expression was not good, he probably encountered some troubles, and he was ready to sign a large check, but unexpectedly, An Ran only spoke lightly.

"Actually, you're not that busy."

"What are you talking about? I'm not busy. Are these just decorations?"

Smiling and pointing at the documents that were almost piled up on the desktop, An Zhe restrained his smile, "Stop joking, what exactly did An Ran ask me for? Did something happen to you in the Chu Corporation?"

"The Chu family is fine, but something happened to Chu Youjie." An Ran said calmly.

"Oh, what happened to him?"

An Zhe picked up the teacup on one side, wanted to take a sip of tea, but found that it was empty, and when he was about to call the secretary to come over and prepare a cup, An Ran stopped him.

"What's the rush? I just want to talk to you. I'll leave after I finish. Are you so nervous?"

"Where is it?"

An Zhe was still arguing, but An Ran smiled coldly, "You liked to drink water when you were nervous, but it made you run to the toilet constantly, do you remember this incident?"

"How long ago it happened, I don't remember it for a long time, do you think we are still us when we were young?"

An Ran nodded speciously, "You are right about this point, we are indeed not the same as when we were young, because when you were young, you would not be so unscrupulous in doing things."

"An Ran, do you know what you're talking about?"

An Zhe patted the table angrily and stood up. With that angry look, An Ran thought of his father in a trance. In his memory, the kind and gentle father also looked like this when facing his subordinates, stern and majestic.

It turned out that my elder brother was still the one who most resembled my father.

"Is it interesting for you to lie to me, Anzhe, do you think you can really do everything perfectly?"

Before An Zhe was about to start an indifferent argument, An Ran turned on the phone, and there was a photo in it, which was An Zhe's special assistant and the monk who pointed Chu Youjie the wrong way in the temple that day.

It was captured in the photo that the special assistant was handing a thick brown paper bag to the monk, and the two seemed to be reaching some kind of deal.

"You can say that this is your special assistant's personal behavior." An Ran said first, then tapped her finger lightly, and a new video appeared on the right, which happened to be the special assistant's return to Anzhe after trading with the monk. Inside the special car, there was a pampered person sitting in the back seat, the angle was a bit difficult to recognize, but An Ran recognized An Zhe immediately.

The matter has come to this point, An Ran came here for an explanation.

"What reason are you going to give me this time?"

An Zhe broke the boat, and sat down with a cold snort, "I didn't expect you to be quite powerful, and you can find out about this."

"Kungfu is not afraid of those who have a heart." An Ran looked indifferent, as if she was not facing her close relatives, but an insignificant person.

"What other reason do you want me to give you?" An Zhe held on to the armrest, An Ran's face was full of hatred and pride, "There is only one reason from the beginning to the end, sister, you are too naive and simple." , don’t think that after living in the Chu family for so long, you forget that it was An who raised you.”

"I didn't forget!"

An Ran said sharply, "That's why I came to you, just want you to give me an explanation, An Zhe, you know, I always thought you were a calm and thinking person, why did you make such a big mistake this time? !"

"Oh, what did I do?" An Zhe was still unrepentant at this time, "Isn't that kid lying in the hospital all right now, and the broken leg is my advantage for him."

"Snapped!"

This voice seemed to be full of thunder, red marks slowly appeared on An Zhe's face, and an unprecedented sense of humiliation surrounded this young and promising president.

"This slap, I slapped you for my boyfriend, I will not allow such a thing to happen again, Anzhe, I will do what I say."

An Ran looked at him coldly, then turned and left.

An Zhe watched his sister leave without saying a word, and licked the left cheek, which smelled of blood, the little girl's film is really ruthless, so just wait and see.