I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

Feng Xixi, who witnessed all this with her own eyes, was terrified.

He walked across without hesitation.

"stop."

The conference room was so big and yet so small, An Zhi walked towards him step by step, Feng Xixi felt the air being pulled away inch by inch.

An Zhi stopped in front of him, and Feng Xixi stared at the leather shoes in front of him, concentrating on thinking about the escape route.

"look up."

Feng Xixi couldn't take it anymore, are the current alphas so arrogant?Can a president be bossy and give orders?Can you do whatever you want to an omega you meet for the first time because you are handsome?

Wait, something seems wrong?

Forget it, Feng Xixi raised her head angrily, her upturned nose almost hit the phone screen.

Feng Xixi: "?"

What's the meaning?In addition to ordering people, you have to type and communicate on your mobile phone?

Feng Xixi adjusted her glasses and struggled to distinguish the words on the screen.

...why is it a bit muddy?

An Zhi clicked his tongue and took the phone away.

...Okay, but why did you show him the WeChat business card?

It took Feng Xixi three seconds to react before she slowly realized that the avatar and ID seemed to be her own.

An Zhi couldn't see his expression clearly, and felt that no matter how stupid he was, he should react, so he put away his phone.

With nothing to stop him, An Zhi bumped into Feng Xixi's eyes behind the lenses by surprise. They were big and bright, black and white, so clear that his own reflection could be clearly seen. His slender eyelashes were about to touch the lenses, blinking very quickly. innocent look.

I don't know what kind of scenery it will be when I take off the glasses.

An Zhi coughed lightly: "Remember?"

Feng Xixi's anger has turned into confusion: "...do you want to add me on WeChat?"

Anzhi's anger that had just subsided rose again: "Give me the phone."

Feng Xixi took out the phone with a half understanding.

Anzhi snatched it away.

Feng Xixi glanced at him inexplicably, held her breath, moved to the side and stretched her neck to see what he was going to do.

In the next second, the phone came close to his eyes again: "Unlock."

"......Oh."

Feng Xixi unlocked it obediently, watched An Zhi poke and poke, found WeChat, and clicked on...

Stuck.

An Zhi looked down at him: "How long has it been since you opened it?"

Feng Xixi shrank her neck: "Not...not long."

An Zhi sneered, obviously not believing it.

Feng Xixi hadn't figured out why she panicked, but she was flustered anyway.

Anzhi ignored the unread messages on the chat page, and directly clicked on the only little red dot in the address book.

The small black frame market is not good, just a blind date?

His business card stays there, followed by "expired".

Quiet as a corpse.

Feng Xixi finally understood.

He looked at his phone, then at Anzhi: "You you, you you..."

"speak politely."

"Are you Anzhi?"

Anzhi: "...you know I'm Anzhi?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! My dad seems to have told me about this but I forgot!"

Feng Xixi bowed and apologized so sincerely that An Zhi felt ashamed to blame him.

"Not closed......"

"It doesn't matter if you didn't add it, you don't need to find an excuse to delete it, right? I will explain it to my dad, and I won't cause you any more trouble!"

Anzhi suddenly didn't want to forgive him.

How many people want to add me on Anzhi's WeChat?My Anzhi’s WeChat is what you don’t add if you don’t want to?

Why are the bear kids less educated now than the other?

An Zhi poked the phone again with a blank expression, then took out his own phone, and returned Feng Xixi's phone to Feng Xixi after a while.

Among the red dots on the full screen, the top dialog box is particularly eye-catching.

The remark is more eye-catching, the word "big brother" is sonorous and powerful, which makes Feng Xixi's heart tremble.

"...you, this, me, this..."

"Why are you muttering, don't delete it, do you hear me?"

Feng Xixi fell into confusion again: "Okay, okay."

"You are not allowed to unstick it, and you are not allowed to block it, do you hear?"

"Okay... okay."

"If you receive my message, you must reply. It doesn't matter if you are late, but you are not allowed to reply."

"...Okay." Although it was very difficult, Feng Xixi mustered up the courage to ask, "...but why?"

"There is no reason," An Zhi raised his eyebrows, "If you dare not answer, I will tell Uncle Feng that you are playing with my feelings."

Feng Xixi took a deep breath: "...No, no, I will come back."

Anzhi is very satisfied with the initial results of his bear child education plan: "Okay, go and open the door."

"...Okay Mr. An."

Anzhi felt awkward again: "Wait, what did you call me?"

Feng Xixi squeezed the phone and opened her mouth stiffly: "Big, big brother."

An Zhi nodded approvingly, the little black frame was much more obedient than his own brother: "Good boy, go."

An Xing stood outside the door, trying to eavesdrop.

The more you listen, the tighter your brows become.

I don’t know why a conference room is so well soundproofed?Does the big boss of this company still want to engage in conference room play?

An Xing, who was shocked to find Huadian, covered his mouth excitedly: Yes!It must be so!

"Mr. Jiang."

"Hello, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Hanchen strode into the lounge on the conference floor and greeted everyone at StellarAn, and Minister Qin greeted them in due course.

"Mr. Jiang, you are back."

"Well, where is Mr. An?"

Minister Qin pointed in the direction of the large conference room: "He and Feng Gong are inside, saying that they have technical problems and want to ask for advice."

Jiang Hanchen raised his eyebrows and looked at the kid who was holding on to the door: "Oh?"

Minister Qin followed An Xing's gaze, and said in an awkward tone, "I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, that's Mr. An's assistant, and I'm too embarrassed to stop him."

Jiang Hanchen watched with great interest as the kid moved up and down, left and right like a gecko.

Minister Qin was worried that Jiang Hanchen felt that she was incompetent, so he bit his lips and said, "Boss Jiang, shall I ask him to leave?"

"No need," Jiang Hanchen withdrew his gaze, "Go and rest, I'll go there myself."

"This......"

Jiang Hanchen had already walked away without looking back.

The thick carpet covered the sound of footsteps very protectively, and An Xing didn't notice it.

Jiang Hanchen walked to his side, stared at the back of his head moving around, and deliberately lowered his voice: "What did you hear?"

"I can't hear anything!" An Xing was very happy to meet gossip accomplices in other companies, "I don't know why the soundproofing of the conference room is so good! Is it convenient to do shameful things?"

"......possible."

"Right! Let me tell you that your boss must be an old..."

An Xing turned his head excitedly, and wanted to get into the crack of the meeting room door in the next second.

An Xing gulped. Is it more reliable to ask An Zhi for help or run away by himself?

Jiang Hanchen endured so much pain with a smile: "What's the matter?"

An Xing's small head was running fast after a short period of emptying: "Old...husband."

There are tens of thousands of Chinese characters, and the formation of words is the simplest.

Adhering to the tenet of "as long as I'm not embarrassed, no one can embarrass me", An Xing began to climb up: "Brother! Why are you here! Come to pick me up?"

OK, this is called back again.

Jiang Hanchen recalled the "husband" with a trembling ending in panic for a short time, soft and provocative, thinking about when he could listen to it a few more times.

"The meeting is about to start, do you want to stay here or go to rest?"

An Xing felt that something was wrong, but he was indeed a little sleepy: "Can I take a rest?"

Jiang Hanchen rubbed his head: "Of course, come with me."

When An Xing followed Jiang Hanchen all the way into the CEO's office, An Xing finally knew what was wrong.

"Wait," An Xing took a step back and carefully looked at the words on the door plate, and asked cautiously, "Brother, is this your office?"

Jiang Hanchen led him in: "Yes."

As soon as the door was closed, An Xing jumped onto Jiang Hanchen, put his arms around his neck, his eyes glowed: "Brother! You are actually a big boss in the world?!"

Jiang Hanchen hugged him and sat on the sofa, and poked his excited little face: "Little fool, you don't even know my background, so you dare to marry me?"

An Xing couldn't listen to it anymore: "Wow! I'm the proprietress who joined the WTO!"

Jiang Hanchen poked enough of his face, and poked his dimples again: "If you want, you are the big boss in the world."

"No, no," An Xing pursed his lips in distress, and Jiang Hanchen poked his dimple as he wished, "I don't understand games, and I'm about to open a studio, and I'll be very busy."

"Well, Xing Xing must be the best costume designer."

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