C6 Fifteen Years Younger
Jiaang Haibo had been in the workplace for half his life, and his heart was more than twice as much as Wang Xifeng's. He was not stupid enough to understand the leader's words that seemed to be caring for him. He rolled his eyes. After a quick consideration, he said cautiously, "There are twelve people in this office, excluding seven or eight in the driver's class. The rest are in charge of the files, some are in charge of the purchase of office supplies, and so on. There are only three people who can write materials. It's not like you don't know about Yang Deputy Director's nephew. Usually, his eyes were on his head. He was unruly and did not work at all. The other Xiaolu was a little girl. She could manage the reception in a fancy way. It was not possible to write anything. Only Zhao was left to do it honestly. He was also somewhat talented. Sometimes, he could help me out and help me out. Actually, I've been used to writing materials all these years, so I didn't feel tired at all. Hehehe! "
Director Zheng's smile became even brighter, and he said with a smile, " Oh? Is that the Zhao Shensan that I took on the director's interview that year? He usually doesn't know how to speak honestly, but I didn't expect him to be so talented!"
There was a reason why Director Zheng was in such a good mood today! It was because she was praised by the general manager when she reported to the branch office yesterday. No, no. It was not appropriate to say that she was praised. If the general manager had looked at her for the first time, he would have looked at her as if he was looking at a woman. It seemed more appropriate!
The night before yesterday, she was unexpectedly forced by Zhao Shensan. When she returned home, her entire body went limp and she fell asleep. She did not expect that her insomnia and dreams would actually recover without any medicine. She slept so soundly that it was dark and sweet. It was her husband who woke her up in the morning and told her to wake up after cooking.
She lazily walked into the bathroom to wash up. When she saw herself in the mirror, her face actually turned red. Usually, her eyes that were like a pool of clear water actually flowed with a kind of aura that could be called "light floating." However, she looked so moving. Along with her long hair that drifted on her shoulders, it also carried a kind of "Servant'er supported me up powerlessly." It was precisely that kind of delicate and lovable manner when she received new favours.
She was just about to wrap her hair above her head when suddenly, the words Zhao Shensan said to her when he begged for mercy last night flashed into her mind. "Your hair is so beautiful in a drape..."
She could not help but smile at the mirror, this silly kid. Do you know what it means to look good? However, she immediately realized that her hair was black and straight. It really had a different style when it was draped over her shoulders, so she thought about it and stopped. Just like that, she walked into the room and put on a purple dress. In order to match the dress, she put on a purple dress. He also put on a pair of silver high heels that his sister gave to him. She thought it was too bright and didn't wear it even once.
When she finished packing and walked to the dining table, she found that her husband, the vice president of the marketing department, Fann Qianjin, was staring at her with extreme surprise.
"What are you looking at? I am prettier than the little girl in your office?"
She said snappily.
" Sigh!"
Fann Qianjin sighed. "Yanhong, we've been married for more than ten years. I've only seen you look so good when we were dating. You have become more and more official these few years, and you have become colder and colder. Today, I feel like you have returned to the past. Your words have brought me back to reality! "
She never thought that her husband would appreciate him. Women were always happy to be praised, so she couldn't help but laugh and say," Is that so? It's rare that our Director Fan can still look good at me! Thank you! "
" Aiya, my wife, look at how beautiful you look when you smile. Why do you always keep a straight face? It almost makes me forget that you are a woman! Eh, but it is also strange. What is wrong with you today? Your face is pink, and you're dressed like this again. You've become fifteen years younger!"
Fann Qianjin looked at her with his pretty eyes and praised her.