C17 Why Was Ning Jiwei Here

Indeed, Lee Fu's worries were not unnecessary.

When Jian Haixi was about to get off work, Sung Lan came.

Thinking of what Lee Fu reminded her, Jian Haixi was not surprised. She was just a little annoyed with this kind of thing.

She was actually very gentle to people and things in the workplace, but this Sung Lan was like her nemesis.

She could always make her angry.

Sung Lan left behind a lot of chores the moment she arrived. She also pointed out that she should do it and that she was not allowed to get off work until she was done.

The pile of documents needed to be checked. Modify the error. This was someone else's workload for a few days, yet she actually asked her not to get off work until she was done? What kind of strange person was this? Jian Haixi was so angry that she wanted to pick up the documents on the table and smash them on her head.

Sung Lan's appearance, as well as the fact that she ordered Jian Haixi to do this and that as soon as she arrived, caused quite a commotion.

Jian Haixi did not accept Sung Lan's arrangement and the two of them were in a stalemate.

Director and Ms Zhang walked over and helped Jian Haixi to explain to Sung Lan apologetically, "Miss Sang, Haixi's family has a special situation and needs to get off work on time. Do you think these tasks can..."

"Oh, there are special circumstances? What kind of big shot needs to be served like this?"

Sung Lan said sarcastically.

Jian Haixi saw Ms Zhang's expression change and felt some heartache that Ms Zhang was being scolded because of her. So she looked at Sung Lan and said, "I will take on this task. If there is nothing else, you can leave."

"That is good."

Sung Lan sneered and looked at Jian Haixi proudly before turning around and leaving.

Sung Lan's so-called work was not in Jian Haixi's scope of work. Instead, it was the compilation and signature of the various management information on the floor. Although it was not difficult, it was very cumbersome.

Ms Zhang was also helpless and patted Jian Haixi's shoulder to comfort her.

"Ms Zhang, it's fine."

Jian Haixi sighed and helplessly sent a message to the children. She told them that she had to work overtime tonight.

The two babies quickly replied. Other than understanding her work, they also sent a few pictures of them cheering for her.

Looking at those cute pictures, Jian Haixi could not help but laugh.

No matter when, as long as there were the encouragement of the two little babies, she would be able to withstand it.

Xie Nuannuan saw that she was still smiling and could not help but say, "You can still laugh out loud. There are so many jobs that you can't do well."

Jian Haixi shrugged her shoulders, "Then what else can I do? Could it be that if I cry, she will let me go?"

Xie Nuannuan also sighed and said angrily, "Sung Lan is too much of a bully to you. She relies on her identity as the future wife of Director and usually tyrannically order people around. She just arrived at the company not long ago and she is ordering you around again."

As she spoke, she looked at Jian Haixi and asked, "Haixi, did you offend her in some way?"

"Offend."

Jian Haixi thought for a while and smiled bitterly, "My relationship with her might not be good."

They had been at loggerheads since the first time they met. It must be said that fate was deep enough.

It was so easy for Jian Haixi to get off work. She had to put her life on the line to finish one-third of the work.

Coincidentally, it was raining heavily outside.

The world outside the window was dark and full of curtains of rain.

Xie Nuannuan had also helped Jian Haixi do some work earlier but her family had a family gathering at night so she apologetically said that she wanted to leave first.

"You should leave quickly. It was originally not your job to begin with. You helped me and you still feel guilty. Only then would I feel guilty!"

Jian Haixi hurriedly pushed Xie Nuannuan and let her get off work.

Xie Nuannuan looked at the large pile of unfinished work and sighed helplessly. She handed her umbrella to Jian Haixi, "Haixi, this umbrella is for you. I don't need it even if I take a taxi back. I think it's still raining. Hurry up and finish your work and go back early."

Jian Haixi looked at the weather and did not refuse. She took the umbrella and Xie Nuan's thanks.

Thinking about the babies at home who were afraid of thunder, she was worried and anxious. She could not help but speed up her work.

It was just that Jian Haixi was not good at all kinds of things in this data table. The more anxious she was, the worse it would be.

So annoying.

When Ning Jiwei and the French delegation finished their video conference, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

He went downstairs and prepared to leave. When he passed by the upper management office, he noticed that the lights were still on. He could not help but frown and walk over.

Just as he walked a few steps over, he saw a figure seriously looking down at the things in his hand.

It was Jian Haixi.

The designer who had changed jobs overseas and returned.

Ning Jiwei wanted to walk away, but as he moved, he recalled the designs he had seen during the day.

The blueprints perfectly matched the theme of the project and were full of souls.

This was the only sentence that Ning Jiwei thought of when he was reviewing the blueprints.

He was a little curious, so he took a few more steps towards the office.

Under the lamp, the outline of Jian Haixi's face became clearer and clearer.

Looking from the side, Jian Haixi had a pair of very beautiful eyes that were sparkling and clear. Her eyes were like paint and as beautiful as black jade. They were clear and spiritual, as if they were filled with the beauty of the entire world.

When she was focused on her work, her appearance was not lacking in liveliness and liveliness.

For a moment, Ning Jiwei was actually somewhat stunned.

At this time, Jian Haixi was so busy that she wanted to use her hands and feet. A few hours of non-stop work made her very tired.

Annoyed and irritated, he suddenly threw the pen in his hand and was about to stretch out when he happened to see Ning Jiwei walking closer.

The man bathing in the dim light of the table lamp had a gentle smile in his narrow and restrained phoenix eyes.

She suddenly stood up.

"Director..."

Damn it, why is Ning Jiwei here?