C400 For Friends

The traffic continued, and the sound of tires scraping against the ground was very loud. Even so, Ann Qianxi could still hear Zhu Zhu's soft sigh.

How could adult life be so easy?

Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu got out of the car and walked towards the office. In the distance, a small black cloud floated by. It was drizzling. Luckily, Ann Qianxi had an umbrella in her bag.

In the past, Ann Qianxi never went out with an umbrella. Every time she went out, Chiang Lee would look at the weather forecast, or more accurately, he would play with his phone while having breakfast. The first thing he did was to look at the weather forecast.

Now that Chiang Lee had left Ann Qianxi, it could be said that he had left a long time ago. At least in the Spiritual World, the two of them would not be together anymore.

When Ann Qianxi thought of this, she actually didn't feel sad at all. In her life, there were some people who had disappeared into your life even though nothing had happened. You have to admit that.

Ann Qianxi didn't say that she was cold and emotionless, she could only say that she was relieved. Ann Qianxi opened her bag and took out a handful of dark blue ones and a handful of white ones.

Zhu Zhu naturally received the white umbrella. Because she had been with Ann Qianxi for so many years, she knew that Ann Qianxi liked blue. Blue represented the color of many so-called literary and artistic youths — depression. An air of faint sadness (in fact, it's not really a matter of being presumptuous).

Zhu Zhu also liked the white color. The white color symbolized purity and cleanliness, just like Zhu Zhu.

While holding the white umbrella open, Zhu Zhu said, "Should I go to Ye Yuni's office first?"

Ann Qianxi shook the raindrops off her shoulders. "What?" "That's not right, to be exact, it was Jing Ke who stabbed the Duke of Qin. The umbrella appeared because Jing Ke held the umbrella while he stabbed the King of Leaves, saying, 'You're worried, old Tie.'"

"Aiya, Qianxi, I'm not joking with you," Zhu Zhu couldn't help but laugh. "Tell me, how can I beg for Ye Yuni's forgiveness?"

Ann Qianxi raised her chin and said, "You're being unreasonable. Of course, it's still alright for this move to deal with someone with an IQ like me and a clumsy mouth. To deal with Ye Yuni, that White Bone Spirit …" Ann Qianxi frowned as though she was doing her best to search for words, "We … He might as well hug her thigh … Perhaps this is the true way of survival. "

Zhu Zhu's pretty eyebrows creased weakly. "Okay, then I'll give my life for Voldemort to carry."

When they entered the company's lobby, Ann Qianxi finally understood how beautiful Zhu Zhu was. All the men looked at Zhu Zhu with a glint in their eyes: desire. All the women looked at Zhu Zhu with hostility.

Zhu Zhu's graceful figure had a pair of clear, lively eyes. Her long black hair was slightly wet, and the edges of her white skirt were also slightly wet. She was like a deer that had just been drenched in an emerald forest.

Millet, who was sitting in front of Ye Yuni's CEO office, was used to being stared at as he often walked with beautiful ladies.

Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu asked Millet if Ye Yuni was here. Millet pointed at Ye Yuni's door, "Just now, Director Deng went in. Director Ye closed all the doors and windows and locked them. Besides, do you know the lovers …?" "That's normal..."

Ann Qianxi nodded. Actually, she didn't believe it at all. Ye Yuni and Bian Tou were in love with each other? He was already an old couple.

Besides, even if he wanted to create a hot story, wasn't that how novels went? What tyrannical female CEO and scholarly little security, the black-bellied young master falling in love with a delicate and beautiful maid, and the female superior falling in love with a talented chef?

Why would the two CEOs be in love with each other?

It was definitely impossible for them to work in an office in broad daylight, but it wasn't because Ye Yuni was conservative.

However, Ye Yuni's requirement was even higher than Jia Wanrou's hairline in this matter. If she had really spent the night with Deng Yujin, she would have definitely measured the size of the bed ahead of time, put on expensive petals and candles, and put herself up like a tribute.

Zhu Zhu vaguely felt that there was something strange about this, so Ann Qianxi said to Millet, "Do you have the interview materials from the HR Department?"

Ann Qianxi pointed at Zhu Zhu, "Zhu Zhu wants to see how her internship performance is during this period of time." Zhu Zhu revealed a charming smile. She was afraid that Millet wouldn't let her see it.

Millet was easy to talk to. Ye Yuni's friend was his friend. Millet often went to see her at Ye Yuni's house and knew her temperament. Naturally, he had a good relationship with her.

"Sure, I can show you this thing." Millet passed the documents to Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu.

Zhu Zhu flipped open the Human Resources assessment form and flipped to the page with her name on it. The black cross on the page was very obvious.

Ann Qianxi also saw the fork and the signature in the lower right corner with the word "Ye Yuni" written on it. It didn't matter to her that Ancii Sofia's face was currently ugly, she was even more afraid to look at Zhu Zhu's face.

Zhu Zhu wanted to be an assistant at the gallery. She had already found such a job, but she was stopped by her good friend. She couldn't be in a good mood to let anyone go.

Zhu Zhu was standing behind Ann Qianxi, breathing so softly. How could she be so calm? Ann Qianxi knew how much Zhu Zhu wanted to get this matter resolved, how much Zhu Zhu wanted to get this assistant.

Ann Qianxi could feel Zhu Zhu's soft breathing behind her back. It was like the tranquil forest after the heavy snow had fallen. All the sound and temperature were taken away by the heavy weight. All that was left was the cold that flooded the area and the blinding white light.

Ann Qianxi's train of thoughts came back when Zhu Zhu gently pulled her hand. Zhu Zhu's hand was very cold and her movements were very light. She gently tugged at the corner of Ann Qianxi's clothes.

"Let's go." Zhu Zhu's voice was as light as blowing dust off a piece of porcelain. It was the exhaustion after giving up, and the calm after loss. However, this calmness was like a thin blade that cut open Ann Qianxi's heart.

Ann Qianxi thought that it must have been the sound of her banging on the door that intimidated Zhu Zhu and Millet. Ann Qianxi had always been holding back her anger, walking carefully on the CEO's sabre tip like a little mermaid, treading on thin ice, living under the arm of the Queen, Chi Shaojun who possessed all the male strength.

Zhu Zhu stood at the side and didn't dare to speak. Millet wanted to stop Ann Qianxi, but he was probably scared by Ann Qianxi's sudden momentum. He stood to the side with a flushed face and didn't know what to do.

The door opened and Deng Yujin, who was inside, turned around first. A trace of sharp impatience and annoyance flashed across his eyes: "Ye Yuni is inside! "We'll talk about it later!" Before Ann Qianxi could say anything, Deng Yujin slammed the door securely — Ann Qianxi was dumbfounded, as if what he smashed was not the door, but Ann Qianxi's face.