Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Gu Beihua appeared at this time. The mature and introverted man invited her here and gave her a stable job.

After Tan Jing got angry, she was sent here and became Tan Jing's personal assistant.

Ah chin thinks she is no stranger to Tan Jing, or even very familiar with her. There was nothing to be embarrassed about. What made her feel at a loss was the embarrassment hidden under the huge gap.

In the past, she was Qu Qingchen's personal assistant. Frankly speaking, she was just a servant. In ancient times, she was no different from those vulgar maids who combed the hair and washed the feet of the daughter of a wealthy family.

It's hard to eat, but short to hold.

Since she is with Qu Qingchen, she naturally wants to cooperate with Qu Qingchen. Qu Qingchen regards Tan Jing as a clumsy stepping stone, and she is also inexplicably arrogant. She always thinks that Tan Jing wants to be attached to her family.

So the attitude towards Tan Jing is not good, or even very bad. Every word and deed is in the way Qu Qingchen likes, and she always looks down on Tan Jing both openly and secretly.

Feng Shui turns in turn. She doesn't understand this, but at that time, she never thought that this day would come so fast.

Since Gu Beihua asked her to work as an assistant for Tan Jing, ah Qin felt that her life had never been relaxed.

And soon, she found that Tan Jing was not the same person as the one she used to know.

Once upon a time, Tan Jing was a soft tempered persimmon who could be rubbed round and flattened. But now, she is cold and resolute, arrogant and willful. It seems that she has changed her temperament overnight, and her temper has changed dramatically.

As she was meditating, ah chin suddenly heard a voice and went into her ear through the narrow gap, "ah chin, what work have you arranged today?"

She was stunned for a moment. She bowed her head in a panic and worked out an agenda. The book was tumbling, "ah, let me have a look - there's a magazine cover shooting this afternoon. I'm going to meet director Ji this evening to discuss the outline of the new short film."

Qu Qingchen frowned, "what short film?"

Ah chin didn't expect that she would cut in. Her hand trembled unconsciously. The schedule book fell to the ground with a bang, and she fell on her horse.

The air suddenly came to a standstill.

Qu Qingchen dropped his eyes and took a look at the ground. Ah Chin's mind whizzed through a storm. She quickly lowered her body and picked up the agenda book. She was flurried about, trying to find the page just now.

At the same time, she said some gibberish on her lips: "well... I remember that the boss told me before. It seems that what's the theme... Why can't I find it..."

When people are anxious, they often become confused with their thoughts.

Ah Qin's face turned red quickly and became a ripe tomato. Her fingers trembled involuntarily.

Qu Qingchen was so upset by her appearance that she said, "OK, don't look for it. Just push the video."

Ah Qin's heart beat hard and said carefully, "but the boss said before..."

Qu Qingchen rolled his eyes impatiently, slapped her hand and knocked down her schedule book.

The A6 size book was like a butterfly who was shot in the throat. After a few strokes, it fell to the ground, and the scattered pages were flipping.

Ah Qin was surprised, and instinctively made a gesture to squat down to pick it up. Qu Qingchen, embracing his arms, took a step forward coldly, and the black pointed high-heeled shoes stepped on the cover of the book accurately.

Ah Qin was startled by the awl like heel in front of her eyes. After a scream, she unconsciously softened her legs. When she came back, she was already sitting on the floor.