The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

Mr. Huang stood at the front desk with his hands behind his back, looking at every employee present. Then he gently wiped the table with his hand to ensure that every spot was clean and dust-free, then nodded with satisfaction.

"You all should be smart! This is the first time the big boss is here, don't embarrass our branch!"

His voice echoed in the empty front desk, and his eyes were serious.

"Got it!" The employees straightened their backs, with nervous and expectant expressions on their faces. This big boss is not an ordinary big boss! These little people don't usually have the opportunity to meet him.

"Tsk." An Bo muttered disdainfully.

There was a slight sound of footsteps at the door, and then a tall and straight figure appeared in front of everyone.

Mr. Huang's eyes lit up and he quickly went to greet him: "Mr. Jiang, you're here!"

Jiang Huaian nodded, glanced around the branch, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He extended his hand and shook hands with Mr. Huang: "You have managed the branch well. Thank you for your hard work."

President Huang quickly said modestly, "No, no, it's all thanks to President Jiang's good leadership that our branch can achieve such good results."

The conversation between the two sounded like harsh noise to Anbo's ears.

He clenched his fists, his fingers turned white from excessive force, and glared at Jiang Huainian, the rage in his heart growing stronger and stronger.

Ever since learning that An Ran and Jiang Huaian broke up, An Bo has been very angry. He always thought that Jiang Huaian was the one worthy of his sister's lifelong trust.

But reality gave him a hard slap in the face. Jiang Huainian turned out to be a complete scumbag!

He was so angry that he wanted to resign, but An Ran firmly disagreed.

"Xiao Bo, although your case has been closed and you were sentenced to one year's probation, what will you do after you resign? There's no need to be so hard on money."

"Sister, I..." An Bo choked and couldn't speak.

He hated himself for being incompetent, unable to stand up for his sister, and unable to make that scumbag pay the price.

After more than a year, Jianghuai Nian finally appeared in his sight.

A surge of blood rushed to An Bo's head. He stood up suddenly and rushed towards Jiang Huainian.

"You scumbag!" He roared, raised his fist and hit Jiang Huainian's face hard.

The bodyguard's reaction was even quicker than his.

An Bo's fist hit Jiang Huaian's face, and his arm was firmly grasped by the bodyguard's big, iron-like hands.

Then, a powerful force pressed him down on the table, making him unable to move.

This scene happened so quickly that Mr. Huang and other employees were stunned. They looked at the chaos in front of them in horror, not knowing what to do.

The entire office fell into deathly silence, with only Amber's heavy breathing echoing in the air.

"Let me go!" An Bo roared, the veins on his neck bulged, his eyes red, and he tried desperately to break free from the bodyguard's control.

Jiang Huaian looked at An Bo coldly, without any panic on his face, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why did you hit me?"

Anbo struggled to raise his head and sneered. Yes, he had lost his memory. He didn’t even remember his sister, so how could she remember him?

He glared at Jiang Huainian without saying a word.

Mr. Huang looked at the chaotic situation in front of him and became flustered.

"Mr. Jiang, Anbo may be under a lot of pressure recently and his emotions are a little out of control." He explained to Jiang Huainian.

As he spoke, he signaled to the bodyguard to let Anbo go.

The bodyguard looked at Jiang Huainian, received the instruction, and slightly loosened his grip on Anbo.

Anbo broke free and stood up, his chest heaving violently, his anger still not subsided.

He glared at Jiang Huainian, wishing he could rush up and beat him up again to vent his anger.

Mr. Huang signaled him to calm down with his eyes.

"Your name is An Bo, right? Come to the conference room." Jiang Huainian glanced at An Bo, signaled the bodyguard not to follow him, and walked to the conference room.

The two walked into the conference room one after the other, and the door slowly closed behind them, blocking out the noise and prying eyes from outside.

Jiang Huaian turned around and faced An Bo.

He pretended to be serious and said, "Your last name is An, what is your relationship with An Ran?"

An Bo glared at him, "An Ran is my sister."

Jiang Huai laughed, "You have been working at Future Technology for more than a year. Considering your good performance, I will not bother with you about today's matter."

An Bo didn't buy it at all and yelled, "You don't want to bother with me? Haha, fire me, call the police to arrest me! I'm not afraid!"

Jiang Huaian frowned slightly, but was not angry.

"You are an adult and should be responsible for your actions. Even if you beat me to vent your anger, what will change? If I call the police, will your sister who is far away abroad be very worried? She has put so much effort into your future. Do you really want her to worry about you?"

Anbo really didn't want to make his sister worry because of his own affairs, but he couldn't swallow this.

He glared at Jiang Huai Nian and said coldly: "Don't use my sister as an excuse. I'm not afraid of going to jail!"

Jiang Huainian sighed. Although Anbo was impulsive, he was really good to Anran, and his love for him was not in vain.

Holding his shoulders firmly, he said softly, "Don't make people worry, just work hard."

Then he opened the door and left the meeting room.

"Mr. Jiang, Miss Shen's fan meeting will start soon." Special Assistant Chen said.

Jiang Huaian nodded, then looked at Mr. Huang and said, "The young man got carried away for a moment, so I'll fine him one month's bonus."

Mr. Huang was a little stunned. According to Jiang Huaian's usual style of doing things, he should have called the police or at least fired him for such behavior that offended his superiors.

I really can't understand why Jiang Huai Nian chose to handle the matter in such a nonchalant manner.

***

Fan meeting scene.

Jiang Huaian sat in the first row, looking at the stage expressionlessly. Although the flash lights around him kept flashing, he seemed to be out of it.

Shen Wenyin interacted with a group of fans on the stage, and the atmosphere at the scene was pushed to a climax.

Suddenly, a fan rushed onto the stage excitedly, holding up a cell phone, and shouted, "Mr. Jiang, please come on stage and take a photo with us!"

Jiang Huainian looked at Shen Wenyin, only to see that she was also looking at him with a smile, as if waiting for something.

He smiled helplessly, stood up, and walked towards the stage.

The fans at the scene immediately became excited, with screams and cheers coming one after another.

With a "click", the fan took the photo.

Sudden.

Bang - Bang -

Two deafening gunshots were heard, and the bullets whizzed past Jiang Huainian and hit the stage, splashing up sawdust.

"Ah!" The entire venue fell into chaos and panic in an instant.

"Protect Mr. Jiang and Miss Shen!" Special Assistant Chen shouted loudly!

boom--

There was another gunshot.

Jiang Huainian felt a sharp pain and realized that he had been shot.

He slowly lowered his head, blood gushed out, staining his shirt red, his vision began to blur, and ringing in his ears continued to sound.

The scene was in chaos, with screams and shouts coming one after another.

Special Assistant Chen witnessed all this and his face turned pale in an instant. He rushed forward without hesitation, hugged Jiang Huainian tightly, and pressed the gushing blood with his trembling hands.

"Ambulance! Call an ambulance!" He kept shouting with endless despair in his voice.

Jiang Huainian's consciousness gradually blurred. He slowly closed his eyes and whispered: I may... not be able to find you...

Special Assistant Chen's body trembled violently, and he stared at Jiang Huainian with wide eyes, tears welling up in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth, shook his head desperately, and shouted: "Don't sleep! Don't sleep! Think about An Ran!"