"No way." She couldn't accept this conjecture that she had conceived.

"No what?"

I saw Qi Yun coming out of nowhere, leaning against the side, holding a document in his left hand, and gnawing an apple in his right hand.

Sure enough, an evildoer is an evildoer, with such a face, eating an apple is so pleasing to the eye.

"Nothing." She replied.

Swish.Qi Yun's face was enlarged in front of her.

She took a slight step back.

"Hmm." He narrowed his eyes slightly, holding a long nasal voice, "Your expression seems to have experienced something on your mind. Let me guess, have you been rejected? Or, have you been kissed? "

Anya's heart skipped a beat.

But on the surface he was very calm: "Manager Qi's joke is very interesting."

"It's not a joke." Click, he took a bite of the apple, "Based on my experience in the crowd of women, it's absolutely true."

"Didn't Manager Qi himself say that there is no such thing as me among the gangsters? How can you guarantee that you will know me?" She asked back.

He froze for a moment, and stopped biting the apple.For a long time, he raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and said to himself, "He is really an interesting person. If this continues, maybe I will too..."

As he said that, he threw the document to her: "This is what will be done next."

"I see." She flipped through a few pages and immediately went to work.

"No rush. This time I will do it myself."

"Huh?" She frowned, somewhat unable to accept his jumping thinking.

"Xiaoya, come to Four Seasons Hotel in the afternoon, and I will hand over the contract to you. Remember, it's afternoon, so don't come early." He swallowed the apple in one gulp, and winked at her ambiguously.

Said he swaggered away.

Anya frowned puzzled.He lowered his head and opened the document. It was a contract with Ali Electronics, which is normal.

Turning it over again, there is a page of post-it notes inside—President of XX Electronics, female, forty.Divorced, often in and out of nightclubs.Private life is chaotic.

Anya thought for a while, and instantly understood: "Could it be that what Qi Yun was thinking was...****? No way?"

When she saw that photo, she suddenly felt extremely sympathetic, Manager Qi, I really feel sorry for you.

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