I'm being targeted by the villains

A week ended soon, and it was time to hand in the first draft. Wen Qing sat on the boss's chair and did not put down the pen in hand all day long.
"I feel like my head is going to explode. What exactly did we make? President Wen was afraid to say it, but I have to say that this first draft we made is a garbage project." The supervisor couldn't bear it any longer. Unable to hold back, she blurted out in front of Wen Qing.

The woman's heart became hot, she put down the pen and looked up at the project director: "Do you think the things we made are rubbish?"

When the woman's eyes cast her like this, the project director lost his soul in an instant and didn't know what to say, so he could only stammer and say: "Although Miss Xu felt that this first draft was in the conference room just now Very good. But I really think that we are not worthy of the genius creativity of the designer Nangong Ran in this job, and it doesn’t make sense to put it on the market. And President Wen, don’t think about making a comeback with this game. gone."

"Then tell me, if you were asked to change the first draft, how would you change it?"

Originally thought that Wen Qing would be angry, but she didn't expect the woman to stand up and pour a cup of coffee in front of him.

Project manager, sitting down, President Wen seems to be different from what others have heard. Rumors say that President Wen lost his mind because of a man. He just has a good skin and no brains. But after a period of contact, he found out President Wen is such a good person, and it seems that he didn't put that man in his eyes at all.

Thinking of this in my heart, the project director couldn't help being bolder: "There were many good original artists in our company before, but I don't know why you insisted on letting Xu Zihui be the team leader of the original artists. It didn’t meet our requirements, and many of the charms were not drawn at all, and when the first draft was handed in today, the character designs and expressions were completely wrong.”

"Then you think you can find out such a problem, why don't other people talk about it?" Wen Qing didn't follow his train of thought, Jian Zuo Pianfeng asked.

The project manager is a man in his 30s, and he can tell from his appearance that he is extremely straightforward. Now that the words have been said to this point, there is nothing to say: "One is because Xu Zihui has completely mastered the project, so No one dared to refute her, and the second is because you also got acquiescence?"

"Oh, your surname is Wang, right?" Wen Qing finally remembered what a man's surname was.

The project director nodded: "My name is Wang Wen."

"Wang Wen, I'm going to give you one task today, no! It should be two tasks." Wen Qing walked slowly to her side and talked on her ear.

Although the distance between the two is very close, it doesn't appear to be ambiguous. After hearing the words in Wang Wen's mind, he immediately felt blown up. When he looked up at Wen Qing, it was as if he was looking at a god.

A beautiful woman can have such a big idea. This plan is so perfect that anyone will be excited. He can only nod his head fiercely: "Okay, I will definitely agree."

　Wen Qing was very satisfied with such an expression, and couldn't help but reward her by patting her on the shoulder, but this scene fell into the eyes of Gu Changqing who happened to pass by, but it had a special flavor.

The man opened the door directly, leaned against the door frame and said slowly: "President Wen is off work now, why don't you leave?"

The gloomy and cold sentence was too oppressive. Wang Wen felt a little cold and smiled, holding his own document: "Then President Wen, I'll go first."

Sigh, don't go, I don't want to be alone with this plague god!
Wen Qing put on her suit and held this bag: "President Gu, do you still have to work overtime? I'll leave first, I'm so hungry."

He was still covering his stomach as he spoke, with a smile on his face.

Gu Changqing grabbed her wrist: "I did you such a big favor in the hospital, don't you want to say thank you?"

Ming people never need to click to know what the other person means when they speak. Wen Qing put the bag on the table when she was interested, and she sat up and looked at Gu Changqing.

The woman's movements are so seductive but also so pure. There seems to be a boundary between purity and desire in him, but the boundary is not so obvious, so vague that any man can't control it.

"You only guessed half of it right. If you guess all of them right, you are worthy of saying such a sentence."

"Oh? How do you know I didn't guess right?"

"Why don't we just have a look."

have a look?How do you see it?Wen Qing was in a hurry to go home and eat the big lobster prepared by her father, she was really not interested, but Gu Changqing had already taken her by the hand and walked slowly to the second floor.

The second floor is Xu Zihui's office, and she has been off work for more than half an hour. Normally, Xu Zihui should have been off work, but her office is indeed very lively at this time.

The staff gathered in twos and threes, holding coffee in their hands and tasting small biscuits: "Group Leader Xu, did you make this biscuit? It's really delicious."

"That's right, Director Xu, you are so beautiful and ingenious, can any man be irresistible?"

"Don't say that, I just do it casually." Xu Zihui was polite on the surface, but he was already happy in his heart. Sure enough, no man could resist.

Brother Ye and Brother Gu are all mine.

All the pictures came into the eyes of Wen Qing and Gu Changqing through the frosted glass. They didn't leave after work, but hid in the office to eat biscuits and drink coffee. This is already a group behavior. What exactly does she want to do ?

Xu Zihui saw that everyone was having a great time eating, and when the time was almost up, she confided her thoughts: "That's right, do you have any suggestions for this first draft?"

"Of course the first draft of Team Leader Xu's design is good."

　"That's right, it's so exquisite, it's completely worthy of Nangong Ran's creativity."

Everyone was praising, and almost no one was telling the truth. There was a man in his early twenties who lowered his head and kept biting the biscuits in his hand, but he didn't take a few bites after a long time.

"If that's the case, I'm relieved, but I don't know if I can take this first draft home and revise it. I don't think it's as perfect as everyone said."

In fact, this is the center of Xu Zihui's purpose. It is said that this is the company's top secret document and cannot be taken home.

Sure enough, after saying a word, everyone was silent, and the man who reacted abnormally just now turned his head and saw Wen Qing and Gu Changqing,

Wen Qing just waved her hands with a smile on her face. The man was considered smart and immediately understood what she meant. He was the first to nod and said, "Okay, since Team Leader Xu is willing, he can take it home."

"I have no comment."

"Me too." If a person can say such a thing, everyone will feel that there is nothing wrong with Xu Zihui.

Everything seemed to be going too smoothly, and Xu Zihui who was going well felt as if God was helping him.

The god she didn't know was Wen Qing, and Wen Qing would also become her future demon.