Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

Her voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I don't know much Korean, I can only say some simple greetings in Korean, so I can't help you get this document."

Fu Yang sneered: "You don't know anything, so what's the point of you being my secretary?"

Fu Qing'an stood there, she smiled: "If you want to translate this document now, I can help you translate it, use a mobile phone or a dictionary to translate it, but if you need me to attend an occasion about Korean in the future, I can Immediately learn Korean from now on, my learning ability is still relatively good, please trust me."

As she spoke, she slightly hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a professional smile.

Seeing her like this, the man's eyebrows sank slightly, and he sneered: "But I want you to be like this now, but you can't do it, right?"

Fu Qing'an felt that Fu Yang was targeting her, and at the same time, she knew clearly that if Fu Yang wanted to continue targeting her like this, he would definitely not fire her.

She immediately relieved her hanging heart, and she grinned: "If Mr. Fu is not satisfied with me, you can fire me."

Fu Yang frowned desperately. This woman tried so hard to come in and be his secretary, but now she easily said that he would fire her, which made him very puzzled.

He tapped the table lightly with his slender and beautiful fingers, his face was cold, and his tone was disgusted: "What? Are you using the trick of playing hard to get again? It's a pity that I don't like you at all, such a fat and ugly woman!"

Fu Qing looked into Fu Yang's eyes steadily, without avoiding him at all, she was very serious: "Then, Mr. Fu, let me tell you, I never used the trick of playing hard to get."

The man sneered, he didn't believe what she said at all.

Fu Qing'an settled down, and then said: "If I, Zhou Pingan, want to get something, I will try my best to get it myself. There is no need to use this kind of trick, and I don't care about you."

She has clearly expressed her attitude, as for what Fu Yang will think, she can't care so much.

The man stood up suddenly, looking down at Fu Qing'an, his eyes were filled with coldness and disgust.

"If it wasn't for the Qing'an heart in your body, I would have killed you long ago."

Fu Qing'an frowned slightly. When she was alive, Fu Yang tortured him in every possible way. Now that she is dead, this man pretends to be affectionate here. It's really disgusting.

She sneered: "Boss Fu, this heart was voluntarily donated to me by Ms. Qing'an before she died, so please don't worry about it."

The man suddenly walked over, and he squeezed Fu Qing'an's chin tightly, with great strength.

Fu Qing'an fled back and forth, not wanting to look into his eyes at all, but the man turned his face over and forced the woman to look into his eyes. The man's eyes were deep, cold and deep.

His hand slowly moved down from Fu Qingan's chin, slid down her neck, and then landed directly on her heart.

The woman's body froze: "Boss Fu, what are you going to do? Please respect yourself."

The man's hand fell on her chest, his tone was fierce, and there was a bit of fierceness in his eyes.

"I really want to plunge a knife into your heart and kill you!"