President's Wife

Since An Jiabao's image has been successfully changed by An Jiaru, An Jiabao doesn't care about his hair anymore, he can do whatever he wants, but as for the clothes, he still wears the old ones.

Regarding this problem, An Jiaru was already powerless to change, and did not dare to pluck the tiger's hair anymore.

The black-rimmed glasses were confiscated. An Jiabao originally wanted to replace them with another pair of glasses, but he didn't know what to think of, so he simply stopped wearing them.

An Jiabao appeared in An's with a brand new hairstyle, successfully stunned a group of high-level executives, not only the high-level, but also some ordinary employees were lucky enough to see An Jiabao's true face, but they didn't know what they were talking about. It is their president.

Of course, this kind of An Jiabao naturally did not escape the camera in the hands of the reporter who had been waiting in front of the An's Building for more than two years. Looking at this strange face, he couldn't find any similarities with the former president An Yibo. Determine whether he is the president of An's.

After the careful reporter found that his clothes were the same as those of the otaku-looking man before, and compared the two before, the careful reporter confirmed that the two were the same person, and a thought that surprised him flashed in his mind.

Could this person really be President An?

The previous otaku clothes were just a cover-up?

Now that he has revealed his true colors, why don't he change out the cheap clothes on his body?

The question in the mind of the careful reporter is also the question of An's senior management.

An Jiabao looked at the higher-ups below with a cold expression, "Isn't this right? President An's life is so tight that he can't even wear decent clothes. Look at you, your belly is so fat that it's almost oily. I think it may be possible to take two barrels when it is cut open. It must be too easy to work, and I have to review it."

The pot-bellied managers tried their best to shrink their fat, trying to escape the sharp eyes of the shrewd president.

An Jiabao pursed his lips and looked at the fat managers who deceived themselves below, hehe, how dare you find fault with me?Let you know why the flowers are so red!

Those fat managers are all about 50 years old, and after all, the thin ones are naturally younger.

The young managers who were once tortured by An Jiabao glared at the fat meat and asked you to eat it!I want you to enjoy!I want you to throw most of the work to us!

look!The president is ready to make a big move again!

The managers' hearts were full of sad tears, and the fat people made a firm decision that they must lose weight when they go back! !

Three hours later, An Jiabao left the conference room with a smile on his lips, leaving a pile of dead fish-like managers sitting inside.

Zheng Ziqian followed An Jiabao tremblingly, feeling uneasy.He won't be hated by the boss, will he?

grudge?Will An Jiabao do it?Of course not, he always retaliates on the spot.

An Jiabao smiled and pointed to the materials on the table as high as a hill, "Enter these into the computer for me."

Looking at the nearly one-meter-high document and the large number of edited marks on it, Zheng Ziqian burst into tears, he was wrong, he shouldn't have asked the boss to attend that Lao Shizi charity party! !Sir, can you give me a chance to change it? !

Before Zheng Ziqian could finish shouting in his heart, An Jiabao lowered his head and ordered calmly: "Make me a cup of coffee, boil water at 45°, put three spoonfuls of sugar, five drops of lemon juice, and pour half a cup of milk into it."

Hearing this amount, Zheng Ziqian felt like throwing up.

He got up and resigned himself to making coffee for the boss, and when he reached the door, he heard An Jiabao say, "Put another two spoonfuls of salt."

evil! !Zheng Ziqian really ran to throw up.

Half an hour had passed by the time Zheng Ziqian finished making the coffee.

An Jiabao looked at Zheng Ziqian's pale face, and asked with a smile, "Zheng Qian, is the coffee I ordered hard to make? Half an hour and 48 seconds have passed."

Even seconds are out!Zheng Ziqian wanted to throw down the quilt and run away, but his legs were as heavy as lead, and he didn't move.

go!Zheng Ziqian shouted in his heart!

Little did he know, it was An Jiabao's aura that bluffed him.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, he handed the strange-smelling coffee to An Jiabao with a look of resignation, "I'm sorry! Boss, it's my fault!"

Regardless of whether it is your fault or not, it is always right to admit your mistake first!

An Jiabao was still smiling, and even stretched out his hand to cover Zheng Ziqian's: "That's right! How could you be wrong, you are my right-hand man."

An Jiabao's action made the goose bumps on Zheng Ziqian's body scramble out, Zheng Ziqian's hands trembled, and the coffee in the cup accidentally spilled on his hands.

An Jiabao frowned, his voice was full of distress, but a mischievous smile flashed in his eyes: "Oh, did you get burned~ Be careful~ Come on, I'll wipe it off for you~" You're disgusting!

Quickly picked up the paper towel that was put aside, and gently wiped the coffee stains on Zheng Ziqian's hands.

Zheng Ziqian trembled even more, let me go!Boss, let me go!I was wrong!Never dare again!

An Jiabao said while wiping, "Zheng Qian! It turns out that participating in the banquet is so hard. I have worked hard for you all the time. It is my fault as the boss. Obviously, these are what I should do by myself, so I leave them all to you." Do it, my boss is really negligent, it seems that I have to review and review."

Zheng Ziqian had just seen the consequences of the boss's self-criticism. Thinking of the dead dogs of the managers, he began to shake his head desperately, "Boss, you don't have to..." An Jiabao interrupted him before he could say the word self-criticism.

"Leave those things to me in the future. An's should be officially on the track. After two years of hard work, I have figured out An's." An Jiabao said with a smile.

"By the way, this cup of coffee is to reward you! This is the formula I found specially! I heard that drinking it like this is very good for your body. Zheng Qian has worked so hard for me for the past two years, and he probably lost his health A lot, this is just for you! Come on! Open your mouth! Ah~"

An Jiabao smiled gently, but he poured all the coffee in Zheng Ziqian's hand into his mouth without being gentle.

Gulu Gulu, Zheng Ziqian drank until tears fell.

However, An Jiabao was surprised and said: "Oh, even if I treat you too well, Zheng Qian, you don't have to be moved to tears! What kind of tears does a man shed!"

I was smoked! !However, his mouth was full of coffee, Zheng Ziqian could only scream in his heart.

What An Jiabao said later made Zheng Ziqian want to pass out, "Since you are so moved, you want to share the labor for me, so I'll leave the banquet to you~"

With ease, he left the matter of attending the banquet to Zheng Ziqian.

With a bang, Zheng Ziqian fell to the ground and rolled his eyes, with strange-smelling coffee still flowing from his mouth.

Hearing such a loud noise, the new assistant outside the door cautiously poked his head in. Seeing his boss lying on the floor of the boss's office, he couldn't help feeling worried.

"Boss, boss..."

"It's okay, he's so happy." An Jiabao said calmly.

Now Zheng Ziqian finally succeeded in fainting. Before he fainted, he had only one thought, never think that the boss is easy to mess with in the future!Even if you have a handle!