Young master Jiang's secret wife: the president has no limits

An Ran walked to Chen Qinghang's department, with a form in his arms and a data tray on his finger.

"Leader chen, hehe, I just said goodbye and now I'm here again!" An Ran looked at Chen Qinghang with a smile.

When Chen Qinghang heard An Ran's voice, her heart was already bursting with flowers. She was so beautiful that she could see the huge and small stacks of expressions in An Ran's arms. She had already guessed eight or nine points in her heart and said, "Oh, I have a conscience. Do you know to come and see me, the old leader? I'm sure he's not that kind. Come on, what's the matter with the watch?"

"Hehe." An Ran nodded and smiled, "I knew nothing could be hidden from you."

An Ran told chen qing hang le how to take on the task and how long it would take to complete the same kind of words across the desk. Chen Qinghang listened, while, uh, uh, this was the answer.

"I see. It's okay. It's just a little troublesome. It's not that difficult. An Ran, wait for me." Chen Qinghang pointed to a stool and motioned for An Ran to sit down.

"Let me check who was in charge of this data before?" Chen Qinghang settled down and then sat in front of the computer typing on the keyboard, afraid that An Ran was not clear, and explained: "I didn't come to this department before the things were reorganized, some of the data are different."

"Oh, I found it. Now this part of the information is with Yuan Shan. Well, let me tell her. You can go straight to her." Chen Qinghang said to An Ran.

When the office secretary informed Yuan Shan to come and look for Chen Qinghang, Yuan Shan was chatting with his best friend about An Ran.

"Chen Qinghang, uh, director chen is looking for me? I'll be right there." Yuan shan hid her phone from the screen and quickly agreed.

Yuan Shan took out the lipstick from her bag and gently applied it to her makeup, but she did not notice that the color of the lipstick did not match her yellowish skin and looked a little tacky.

"Director chen, are you looking for me?" Yuan Shan came over.

"Well, look for a copy of the information you sorted out earlier for An Ran and help her make an electronic form together. It's a matter of two departments." Chen Qinghang said to Yuan Shan, gently distancing himself. He didn't like Yuan Shan's oily mouth.

Yuan Shan answered faintly. The last word she wanted to hear was An Ran.

Chen Qinghang and An Ran had avoided her when they were having dinner, and their hearts were already a little out of balance. At noon, when they looked at Chen Qinghang and An Ran so intimately, they couldn't help but glance at An Ran.

An Ran stood down from the stool and smiled at Yuan Shan. I remember him, as if she had been following Chen Qinghang when he had dinner with her.

"I'm sorry to trouble you. Have I seen you somewhere before? If so, it's fate." An Ran said to Yuan Shan.

"We are all from the same company. Although the departments are different, it's normal to see each other often. You two have to cooperate with each other." Chen Qinghang said, looking at An Ran instead of looking straight at the slightly greasy mouth.

Yuan Shan did not realize the problem with her lipstick. She only thought that An Ran had bewitched Chen Qinghang with a calm and peaceful appearance. She was jealous and angry, and her expression was a little displeased.

Yuan Shan was not a vicious girl. Her malice towards An Ran was simply between Chen Qinghang turning a blind eye to her and being dissatisfied with An Ran's brilliant spring breeze.

"Well, since director chen said so, come with me." Yuan shan led An Ran to the reference room.

An Ran pointed to the form in his arms. "Please!"

The reference room is in the second floor. They need to go down from the fourth floor now. Most of the materials in the reference room are original records. Before each update, there will be old materials reported here, so there is a separate place to store them. Besides the company's trade secrets and important documents, most of them can be found in the reference room.

The two girls crossed the aisle and took the elevator downstairs.

When girls were together, they couldn't avoid comparing each other. Yuan Shan looked at An Ran from time to time, then silently commented in her heart.

This An Ran is really good. She is average, but her clothes are quite high. I heard that she is very capable. Looking at An Ran's fair skin again, Yuan Shan thought to herself, what kind of makeup is this? It's so delicate and clear that you can't see any trace of makeup. Unlike herself, who still has a little caking powder when applying the powder, Yuan Shan only felt that his face looked so deliberately unnatural in front of An Ran.

"You seem to be very close to our director chen?" Yuan Shan asked knowingly, wanting to hear what An Ran would say.

An Ran gently lifted a few strands of hair that had fallen restlessly, and his wrist was as creamy as the skin on his face. He said, "It's quite close. He used to be our old leader. We usually have a good time. We often eat together or something."

As Yuan Shan listened to An Ran's answer, she saw An Ran's white wrist and sighed in her heart. It seemed that it was born with delicate skin. How many women wanted it.

"No wonder." Yuan Shan mumbled. She wanted to say that An Ran had such skin. No wonder chen qinghang could smile so brightly. No wonder she was surrounded by such a wonderful man like Jiangcheng Ann.

"Hmm? No wonder what?" The distance between them was so close that Yuan Shan could not escape An Ran's ears.

Yuan Shan's eyes drifted and explained, "No wonder I saw director chen go to dinner with you the last time. You two have a good relationship. How envious!"

An Ran smiled and said, "It's good." Well, this confirmed that Yuan Shan was the girl who wanted to go with Chen Qinghang the last time they had dinner, but she was rejected. She looked cute, but she didn't know anything. She didn't seem to have any good intentions for herself.

An Ran thought it was because of Jiangcheng Ann, and many female colleagues avoided her. Yuan Shan might be one of them. How could he have thought that Yuan Shan's indifference and Jiangcheng anbako could not be matched, but it was because of that Chen Qinghang.

The two of them stood at the elevator door and waited, not saying anything to break the deadlock, but those conversations were also awkward, such as talking about the weather, talking about how their work was, and both of them were hoping that the elevator would come soon, and something from the outside would break the awkward conversation between the two.

Oddly enough, there were a lot of people in the elevator today, and there were no vacancies for a few waves of people to come and go.

"It's really crowded today. This elevator." An Ran looked at the silent Yuan Shan and squeezed out a sentence.

"Yes. Yes." Yuan Shan answered with her arms folded. She didn't want to get too close to An Ran.

After a long time, An Ran and Yuan Shan squeezed into the elevator and their physical contact had to increase with the flow of people.