President's Wife

"You are the president of An's." Qi Xi affirmed again.

An Jiabao rolled his eyes under Liu Hai, you have already come to the CEO's office, am I not the CEO, am I Zheng Qian?Does he look so much like the president's secretary?

However, he is probably the only CEO in the world who made himself look like An Jiabao.

It is said that the secretary has flattered him, which secretary doesn't dress brighter?

"So what if it's true? So what if it's not?" An Jiabao told Qi Xi angrily now, even though Qi Xi had already guessed it.

Qi Xi's sharp eyes swept An Jiabao from head to toe. The reason why he came up was because he accidentally looked out of the car window. If it wasn't for the strong presence of the Mediterranean meatball, maybe he wouldn't have noticed An Jiabao. it's here.

Originally, he wasn't quite sure that the person he saw was An Jiabao, but before his mouth could pass his brain's permission, he asked the driver to stop, and then he got out of the car and walked towards An's front desk.

When I came back to my senses, I was already standing at the front desk, and the lady at the front desk was looking at me with a troubled expression.

However, he heard himself say to the front desk lady calmly, "I have an appointment with your President An."

You don't need to touch your own face to know it, it must be very calm and serious, as if the whole world is talking and only I am telling the truth.

"You should change your clothes." Qi Xi suggested sincerely.

Here we go again, who is he?An Jiabao rolled his eyes again, why doesn't he care about other people's clothes when he has time? !

An Jiabao sneered: "You should say this to yourself."

Qi Xi frowned, Fangfo was not used to being choked back by others.

"If you don't believe me, ask your secretary, it's inappropriate for you to dress like this as the president." Qi Xi frowned and said, now even he himself can't figure out why he is so obsessed with An Jiabao's dress.

"Okay, General Manager Qi, the door is over there, don't send it off!" An Jiabao sat back in his seat gracefully, lowered his head and began to read the documents, but his other free hand pointed in the direction of the door.

"Please, Mr. Qi." Zheng Ziqian said to Qi Xi with a reasonable smile. Although his boss is very rude to others, he still has to listen to what his boss says. After all, his boss is his own god!

Qi Xi, who was being seen off, took a deep look at An Jiabao, then turned and walked out of the CEO's office.

Anyway, he already knew that An Jiabao was here, and he would never run away, but he didn't expect that An Jiabao would be the president of a large company.

An's, just by looking at the name, you can tell that it is their family's property.

When the people left, An Jiabao threw the pen away, not knowing what that guy was doing here. Could it be that he simply wanted to change his clothes?

Involuntarily, An Jiabao walked to the bathroom in the office. There was a huge mirror in the bathroom. As soon as An Jiabao walked in, he saw his own image.

The long bangs covered most of the black-rimmed glasses, and the glasses covered both the eyes and most of the nose. The numerous obstacles really made it difficult for people to see their own appearance clearly.

But An Jiabao thinks it's okay, isn't that what it means to reduce the sense of presence?Reducing the sense of existence will give those moths a fatal blow!

Because it is easy to let down one's vigilance by giving others the appearance that that person is useless, so that he can quickly cut through the mess when doing things by himself, and his own appearance has also deceived many people.

If he wanted to change it, An Jiabao touched the mirror, but he still didn't want to change it.

He was reluctant to part with such a good tool.

But An Jiabao also forgot that among so many well-dressed elite CEOs, there was such a different kind of president. This was not to reduce the sense of existence but to attract people's attention.

Unfortunately, An Jiabao didn't notice.

When An Jiabao came out of the bathroom, Zheng Ziqian had already returned.

"Boss, Mr. Qi has left."

An Jiabao nodded, just leave.

It cannot be denied that when he first saw Qi Xi, he was taken aback, and he was still a little inexplicably excited. God knows what he was getting excited about.

Ignoring the unknown excitement in his heart, An Jiabao returned to work.

I don't know if I don't deal with it, so there are so many trivial things that I didn't do in the past two years, what is that guy dad doing here?As a mascot? !

The more he thought about it, the more he became angry, and An Jiabao couldn't help but increase his writing strength.

"Your father said that he came here to show others, not to help you." That's why there are so many trivial things.Zheng Ziqian didn't say the last sentence, usually he picks the important ones for the boss to review first, there is no way, if the boss wants to be willful, you can only follow him and wipe his ass.

An Jiabao raised his head. It turned out that he unconsciously asked what was in his heart just now.

"By the way, boss, there is a charity party tomorrow night, you must go, do you have a girlfriend?" Zheng Ziqian looked at An Jiabao looking at himself, looking at the otaku-like face, and suddenly remembered this things come.

"..." What the hell kind of charity party, why hasn't he heard of it from his father?

"Can't you go?" He didn't want to go.

"Hehe." Zheng Ziqian replied two words, smiling sincerely.

He has already worked overtime, and he has to go to a banquet for two irresponsible big bosses and small bosses. God knows how much pressure he is under to minimize his figure in the banquet?

Are you afraid that others will ask about your An's boss? !

Everyone knows that he is the secretary of President An, okay? !

Occasionally, the big boss would take his wife with him when he was in the mood, but when he was in a bad mood, he would be unlucky! !

Thinking of this, Zheng Ziqian couldn't help but look at An Jiabao resentfully, the resentful eyes made An Jiabao tremble involuntarily.

When the whole office was about to be full of resentment, An Jiabao finally shouted: "It's okay, it's okay! I understand, I'll go to the head office tomorrow night, shall I?"

The resentment dissipated immediately, and the speed was so fast that An Jiabao wondered if this guy was just pretending.

An Jiabao, who felt that he had been duped, wanted to repent, but suddenly, a chill rose from behind him.

"Boss, do you want to go back on your word?" Zheng Ziqian's gloomy voice came from behind An Jiabao.

An Jiabao rushed out of the office as quickly as possible, "No! No!"

Zheng Ziqian looked at An Jiabao's back, "Hmph! I have to use ordinary methods!"

Having been a secretary for two years, isn't that enough for him to understand his boss?