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C19 It Was Him

Qianxun followed Ma Yinyu's curve and looked down. She immediately felt cold sweat trickling down her forehead.

She was wearing a short skirt, a pair of boots, and an open windbreaker.

That short skirt almost could not cover her perky butt. She was indeed a beautiful person. She wasn't afraid of freezing in this kind of weather.

Qianxun was immediately very interested. She walked out of the elevator and said with a smile, "Yes. Maybe the new boss will take a fancy to my looks and he might let me be the general manager. Assistant Ma, since you did not leave with Young Master Gao, you might be disappointed in the future."

Ma Yinyu's expression was ugly. She deliberately bumped Qianxun and walked into the elevator." Do you think you are worthy? "

Qianxun smiled and slightly raised her chin. She did not want to be outdone and glared back.

Then, the elevator door closed.

Ma Yinyu stomped her foot in the elevator. As soon as the new boss arrived, he went straight to the Ministry of Personnel to ask for Wen Qianxun's information. Then, she handed over Wen Qianxun's resignation letter, but she did not expect him to say it directly. "If she wants to resign, ask her to come and talk to me directly."

Based on a woman's intuition, this was a dangerous signal.

However, she could not guess what kind of ambiguous relationship a new boss had with Wen Qianxun.

After the secretary, Hee Faang, sent the message for her, Qianxun knocked on the door of the CEO's office.

"Come in." The deep voice seemed to have some inexplicable familiarity.

Qianxun took a deep breath and pushed the door open and walked in.

The renovation of this huge office was not extravagant. In fact, Second Generation's father was a very capable person. He started from scratch and built his own family business. Unfortunately, he gave birth to a disappointing son.

There was a popular saying on the internet recently: 'Father is my son's pass, and son is my father's motto.' This description was quite reasonable.

A tall and straight man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"You are Manager Wen?" The man turned around and looked at her indifferently.

Qianxun only felt dizzy.

It was actually him, Jee Junyang.

He was the new boss of the company? So when she met him earlier, he was here to discuss the acquisition?

If the company was to be acquired, why was there no news of it before? Furthermore, the company had always been doing quite well, so there was no need to sell it.

"Miss Wen, you know me?" Jee Junyang asked casually.

Qianxun came back to her senses. She thought of her father's legs, the lively and cute Ann, and she became a little hesitant. She could not be certain of some things. She could only shake her head. "I read about Mr Jee in the business magazine. So... I have some impression of you. "

"Is that so?" Jee Junyang looked at her indifferently, his eyes seemed to be probing.

However, before she could confirm it, he said flatly. "Lunch time is up. Let's go eat together. I heard from Old Mr Gao that you are a rare talent. Coincidentally, I have some questions I want to ask you."

He did not mention the matter of her resignation at all.

Qianxun thought anxiously. She could not guess what he wanted.

"Mr Jee, I am here to talk about resignation."

She was not here to eat with the boss. Although, when she found out that the new boss was him, she really wanted to stay with him for a while longer.

However, five years was enough for her to stop being that reckless little girl who didn't care about the consequences.

"Is that so? Alright. Since you don't want to go out, then let's eat here. You probably won't reject this proposal, right?"

He already said so, what else could she do?

Jee Junyang saw that Qianxun did not reject, so he slightly hooked his lower lip. Then, like a magic trick, he took out a menu and handed it to Qianxun, "Miss Wen, what do you want to eat?"

Qianxun secretly scolded herself for being useless. With just a few words, he made her unable to say anything against it. For someone of his status, he only needed to say one word. The secretary would do her duty to reserve a restaurant or deliver the dishes to him.

She knew that he didn't eat spicy and sweet food, and he didn't like greasy food. He also refused the taste of celery and coriander. She ordered a few dishes that he liked.

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