CEO's Forced Love

Jane Huan didn't come to Yan's work for some time, and the personnel department seemed to condone her absenteeism.

Tan Xiaoli, one of the president's secretaries, once called to care. It was revealed that her colleagues in the company said that she started walking sideways in the company with her cousin in collusion with the president. At that time, Jane Huan looked at the resignation letter just printed on the table and laughed away at this statement.

If you really want to divorce Yan Jingshen, she can no longer be his assistant.

At first, Jinyan was just because of him. Now this reason will not exist. What else does she stay for?

When she got out of the elevator, Jane Huan found that other employees looked at her strangely.

Tan Xiaoli, who had just come out of the tea room, immediately ran over and pulled Jian Huan to the corner. "Did your cousin get the total score with Yan?"

Jane Huan was stunned.

Tan Xiaoli saw her confused look on her face. She thought she didn't know, so she kindly explained: "the president changed her secretary the day before yesterday. Jane Qinli didn't even appear in the company again. Everyone was wondering whether she was dumped by the president."

Thinking of the scene that Yan Jingshen stopped her to let Jane Qinli go that day, Jane Huan thought that Yan Jingshen was not willing to let Jane Qinli work when she was pregnant with a child. I'm afraid it won't look good when she has a big stomach. It's better to offer it first.

Seeing that Jian Huan went directly to the president's office, Tan Xiaoli hurriedly grabbed her: "where are you going?"

"I always have something to do with Yan."

"Oh, you wait outside first." Tan Xiaoli's eyes dodged, "Mr. Yan may be a little busy now."

Without tan Xiaoli, Jian Huan knows what's going on.

Glancing in the direction of the office, Jane Huan went to the sofa and waited. She looked the same.

Tan Xiaoli couldn't help complaining first: "the new secretary can't do anything. She will point fingers at us with a pair of 'murder weapons'. She really thinks she is the boss's wife? A wonderful flower!"

It doesn't matter whether it's wonderful or not. The most important thing is whether it can climb the height of Yan's depth of field *.

Yan's employees know this, and Jian Huan knows it, but there has never been such a calm state of mind as now.

About twenty minutes later, the door of the president's office opened.

A bright looking young woman in a suit comes out from the inside with high heels. It gives people the feeling of a child's face and breast. Every step, the wave / BA in front of her chest will shake, "Secretary Tan, Yan always wants a cup of black coffee."

Before the red tide on her cheeks faded, she shook her hip curly hair, held her head high, and went to the bathroom with high heels.

"Isn't it just the Kung Fu of serving men? What's the matter..." that said, Tan Xiaoli went to make coffee.

Jane Huan stared at the back of the new Secretary for a while, then got up and walked to the president's office.

"Benedictine Benedictine."

After knocking several times on the door, she heard the people inside say "come in", and Jane Huan opened the door and went in.

"Put the coffee on the coffee table. Nothing else. Go out."

Yan Jingshen was reading a document, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and the incandescent light threw a faint silver edge around him.

His facial features are thin and three-dimensional, his straight nose is sharp, his black hair is short and hard, and his light blue fine vertical shirt collar is slightly open. Sitting there, he looks capable and neat, and can't find a little impetuous.

Jian Huan stood there, looking at Yan Jingshen so carefully for the first time in years, and facing up to the fact for the first time that the man who looked mature and steady was really not her big boy.

Looking back, in recent years, she couldn't find the time for them to help each other bit by bit.

"Why don't you go out?"

Yan Jingshen looked up and saw Jian Huan. The signature pen in his hand was there, and the Zhu core at the tip of the pen dyed a drop of eye-catching black on the paper.

Jane Huan collected her thoughts and said, "Qin Shisheng didn't mean it. Please let Yan's legal affairs revoke the prosecution against him. Besides, why should you go to court for such a small matter?"

Yan Jingshen looked at Jian Huan for a few seconds, then bowed his head and signed his name on the document.

Jane Huan's fingers pinched the bag on her shoulder, "what's the matter with you?"

In the office, there was only the sound of bead core scratching on the paper and data flipping.

Jane Huan couldn't help but take two steps forward and looked at the man who took care of her work. "You weren't such a fussy person before."

Before

The two words blurted out made the man at his desk raise his head.

Speaking of it, Jane Huan herself was stunned, and then a trace of bitterness wrapped around her heart.

Yan Jingshen was willing to do anything for her before, but she had no eyes in her memory. Now Yan Jingshen sat in front of her and stared at the angular handsome face, but her left ankle began to ache.

The moment he clenched his bag and turned to leave, his voice sounded behind him: "today is mom's birthday."

Jane Huan's footsteps stagnated. Yan Jingshen had taken his coat from the hanger. "What can I do after dinner?"