Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

"Xiao Shen!" The boss was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed his finger at him, blaming him for his infidelity in his words.

"I think I've treated you well on weekdays, but you want to resign at this time?!"

Wang Zi turned his head away, ignoring his anger, and said indifferently: "Yes."

Seeing that the boss was about to say something, he quickly interrupted, "I only signed a short-term contract with you, and you also said at that time that you could leave at any time, right?"

The boy narrated the story in a cold manner, as if to say, "I'm leaving today."

The boss was speechless and his face wrinkled.

Finally, under Wang Zi'an's quiet gaze, he nodded reluctantly and slowly, "Okay, okay, go ahead, go ahead..."

The boss covered his face and left sadly.

Wang Zi: Oh yeah.

……

Wang Zi, who successfully resigned, changed his clothes and fled the coffee shop.

As soon as he came out, he took out the business card given to him by Quan Cheng'an and called the number on it.

The moment the call was connected, the other end picked up immediately and Quan Chengan's excited voice was heard.

"Little brother? Is that you?!"

Wang Zi's mouth curled up slightly, "It's me."

Not knowing what happened on the other end of the phone, Wang Zi also heard Ruan Zhenzhen's voice, but the volume was too low and too vague to be clear.

After a few seconds, Quan Chengan replied, still very excited.

"Great, where are you now? Can I come find you?"

"Okay..." Wang Zi raised his head and looked around, calm as water.

"I'm at the door of the original coffee shop."

Quan Chengan was slightly stunned: "Huh?"

Could it be that this kid just called me right after leaving his job?

Could it be that... he actually wants to do this job? !

"Are you coming?" the young man on the other end of the phone asked.

Quan Chengan nodded hurriedly, "Come! Come... Wait for me, we'll talk when we get there..."

"it is good."

"Dudu-"

Wang Zi decisively hung up the phone.

Quan Chengan: “…” Does he really want to do this?

……

So Wang Zi just stood at the door of the store waiting for Quan Chengan.

A few minutes later, a Haval H6 stopped in front of him.

The car window slowly lowered, and Wang Zi and Quan Chengan in the driver's seat met each other's eyes.

He laughed, "Get in the car."

Wang Zi sat down without hesitation, "Excuse me."

Isn't Quan Cheng'an the most popular employee in Jiaying Company? Why is he driving such an ordinary car, Wang Zi thought.

Can this person really help him make money?

"This is the first car I've owned since I started working. I have such deep feelings for it that I couldn't bear to change it." Quan Chengan said as if he could guess what Wang Zi was thinking.

But the reality is...

Quan Chengan: This boy had a cold face when he got on the bus! I can't figure him out at all! I need to find some topics to talk about and get a feel for his personality...

"Oh, that's it."

Wang Zi responded in a very perfunctory manner.

"Yeah, haha..." Quan Cheng'an laughed dryly and didn't know what he was saying for a moment.

Quan Chengan: What? Isn't his personality obvious?! He doesn't even try to hide his attitude!

"..."

The car became quiet again. Quan Chengan felt very uncomfortable sitting in his own car for the first time.

"Um... I still don't know your name?" He smiled faintly and spoke again, his expression a little stiff.

"Shen Yiming, the Yi that is both real and fake, the Ming that makes a stunning debut."

Wang Zi raised his head and looked at him, "Lao An, are trainees provided with food and accommodation?"

"Old, Old An?" Quan Cheng'an was so surprised that he almost vomited blood.

He turned around and saw the young man looking at him expressionlessly. The features on his slightly childish face were delicate as if they were carved, and his black hair fell softly on his forehead.

He looked like "What's wrong? Did I call the wrong person?" and didn't feel anything was wrong.

“No…” Quan Cheng’an kept smiling but was crying inside.

Lao An, you are 36 years old, and indeed not young anymore. What's wrong with giving way to that older boy?