Mr. Perfect Makeover

The man didn't seem to take himself as a rookie seriously. After receiving the materials handed over by his colleagues, he lowered his head and began to read them. Wu Xin suddenly felt that he was an idiot standing in front of a group of elites. I couldn't help but rolled my eyes in my heart, stood on tiptoe, and prepared to go back to my printing room quietly, but before my foot landed here, a man's deep voice sounded.

"Is this information printed?" The man raised his eyes, with no expression of joy or anger.

"Yes, chairman." Wu Xin nodded suddenly.

"There are a few mistakes here, I think we need to have a good chat, go to the office and wait for me."

Chairman, may I ask you to find a more reliable reason and excuse?I'm just a person in charge of printing, so how many of those mistakes have something to do with me?Isn't the person you should be talking to the most, the person who wrote this profile?No matter how bad it is, you can also chat with the printer, it really has nothing to do with me!

But these words, Wu Xinran only dared to howl in his heart. Seeing the displeasure in the eyes of those high-level officials, Wu Xinran knew that he must be listed as one of the employees who urgently need to be dismissed. What should we do? Finding a job is very difficult now, okay ?

Wu Xin was suddenly distressed in the manager's office, and when he saw the man who framed him push the door in, he was even more furious, wishing he could swallow his life alive.

Looking solemnly and funny at the little guy's angry appearance, he loosened the tight tie around his neck, approached slowly, and said, "You really gave me an unexpected surprise. If I had known you had been in my company, I would have I don't need to spend so much effort to find you."

"Who begged you to find me? Or do you want to see what kind of jokes I'm making?" Wu Xin suddenly gave Zhuang Yan an angry look. Why is the damn nouveau riche so lingering?

"Why haven't I changed my temper? How can I be willing to see your jokes? Of course I miss you when I look for you." Zhuang Yan smiled softly and put it on Wu Xinran's shoulder, "I haven't seen you for so long, but you have become more delicious Delicious." He said and licked the corner of his lips evilly.

Wu Xin suddenly couldn't stand it anymore, and took a few steps away from the man, saying: "You said, can you unify your personalities like those of your predecessors and those of your predecessors? I have a burden in my heart like this!"

Solemnly raised eyebrows, "Is it a sweet burden?"

Wu Xin couldn't help rolling his eyes suddenly, and said with a straight face: "Brother, I beg you, can you be normal? If you do this again, I will not accompany you!"

Solemnly shrugged, as if pampered and helplessly said: "Okay, okay, let's talk about something serious!"

Wu Xin suddenly sat on the only single leather chair in the office, which was naturally the manager's office chair. He touched the table casually with his fingers, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Is Zhao Xue okay?"

Zhuang Yan was startled, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said, "What do you think?"

"How do I know? Didn't Zhao Xue go abroad with you? When do you plan to leave this time? Do you want me to prepare some souvenirs for you? Of course, you have to pay for it yourself." Wu Xin still didn't know whether to live or die. He challenged the man's patience, until he was locked in the chair by the man and couldn't move, then he closed his mouth.

Hmph, I still remember a certain great man said that when treating an enemy, especially a rival in love, if you are kind to him, you are cruel to yourself, so you can only be kind to yourself.

Looking solemnly at the man in front of him with blinking eyes and eyes staring at him, no amount of anger could be erupted in his heart, leaving only a sense of helplessness.

"Aran, you know why I let that vain woman leave you, and you still say such things to anger me, what should I do to satisfy you?"