After Being Bent by Reader

The other side just hung up without saying hello, which made Xu Chuanchuan a bit embarrassed. She realized that Murong Shi should be angry. Although the anger was not directed at her, she still felt wronged.

Jiang Shaohua tapped his finger on the desktop: "Alright?"

Xu Chuanchuan put down the receiver and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Jiang, Miss Murong, she doesn't want to see you."

Compared with Murong Shi's "Go", Xu Chuanchuan was already very euphemistic.

"What does she mean?"

Is it hard to understand literally?

Xu Chuanchuan is a typical two-dimensional noisy, and when it comes to the three-dimensional, he becomes the kind of dull gourd. In her real job, she rarely deals with outsiders. She likes to be quiet and doesn't have much trouble. Faced with such a difficult situation, she is very distressed.

Why hasn't Xu Xiaomei come out for so long?

Xu Chuan settled down and said: "Miss Murong may be busy, she is not very convenient to meet guests."

"Since it's not convenient for her, I'll go in by myself." How can Jiang Shaohua believe her in such a clumsy wording?

Xu Chuanchuan panicked, and stood up and stretched out his hands to block those who wanted to break through: "Mr. Jiang, you can't do this!"

Jiang Shaohua looked at her hand arrogantly: "Do you know who I am and dare to stop it?"

Who loves whom, why should two people cast their anger on themselves?

Xu Chuanchuan also has a temper. When she gets angry, she blushes first, but she pretends to be neither humble nor overbearing, saying: "Sorry, I'm just a small clerk who does things according to the rules, please don't make me embarrassed."

Jiang Shaohua stopped speaking and took a big step forward.

"Mr. Jiang!" Xu Chuanchuan stopped him again.

Jiang Shaohua only noticed Xu Chuanchuan's appearance after such a trouble. He saw too many coquettish goods outside. For the first time, he discovered that women who used no makeup were so attractive. A refreshing face, not outstanding facial features, eyes wide open when staring at people, but a bit cute.

Jiang Shaohua looked up and down unscrupulously at the woman in front of him: "What's your name?"

This change was so sudden that Xu Chuanchuan was confused. She became vigilant and subconsciously grasped the badge hanging on her chest and said, "My name is Xu."

Jiang Shaohua noticed her small movements, but he was reluctant: "I'm asking for your name. See if you are under twenty-five years old? Do you have a boyfriend?"

what's the situation? Isn't this person claiming to be Murong Shi's boyfriend?

Xu Chuanchuan's expression changed again and again, and he said stubbornly: "I'm sorry, it's working time. We are not allowed to talk about things that have nothing to do with work."

Jiang Shaohua said, "What are you afraid of? There is no one else."

"We have surveillance." Xu Chuan pointed at the top of his head.

Jiang Shaohua looked up and looked at the two dazzling surveillance probes for a moment, revealing an intriguing smile.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong—"

The doorbell rang abruptly, and the delivery of the courier finally arrived.

Xu Chuanchuan was afraid that Jiang Shaohua would take the opportunity to sneak in if she was negligent. This time she opened the door with the remote control.

The courier brother pushed in with a bunch of couriers, glanced at Xu Chuanchuan, and said, "Has the front desk changed?"

Xu Chuanchuan handed him the registration book and said, "No, she went to the bathroom. I'll help you stand up."

"Oh." The courier brother took off the pen on his chest and started to register.

Xu Chuanchuan is always alert to Jiang Shaohua. Jiang Shaohua's eyes were more inquisitive, and he stared at her straightly, and said, "You are not the front desk? So what do you do?"

Xu Chuanchuan pretended to be calm: "Small chats are not allowed during working hours."

Jiang Shaohua laughed and said, "Well, since you are not the front desk, then you have no reason to stop me." He strode inside.

Xu Chuanchuan Huarong paled, and ran over to stop him: "Mr. Jiang, if you do this, I will call the security guard!"

"I have to see Murong Shi today."

The courier boy took a peek, then lowered his head irrelevantly and continued to copy.

At the same time, the general manager's office.

There are two computers on the spacious desk. One is dedicated to Murong Poetry, and the other has a slightly larger screen with real-time surveillance videos of all corners of the company.

Linda was sorting out the newly drafted file, and inadvertently saw a certain scene on the video, and said suspiciously, "Shao Jiang hasn't left yet, it's strange, isn't this who it is?"

Murong Shi's thoughts were interrupted: "What did you say?"

"Look at this." Linda used the mouse to zoom in on the surveillance video at the front desk.

Murong Shi shifted her attention from the computer in front of her to the one next to her. She recognized that the people in the video were Jiang Shaohua and Xu Chuanchuan. She narrowed her eyes and thought, "No wonder the voice is so familiar. People are Xu Chuanchuan."

Murong Shi didn't know why Xu Chuanchuan made the call to her. She watched the shoving and swaying figures on the video, frowned and said, "What are these two people doing? Chickens?"

Linda couldn't understand this humor. She looked at Murong Shi's face and said cautiously: "Jiang Shao is afraid that something is really going on. Would you like to see him?"

Murong Shi frowned.

Linda thought she was unhappy: "Or I..."

"Let him in."

Two minutes later.

Under the guidance of Linda, Jiang Shaohua swaggered into the general manager's office and yelled at the person sitting in the executive chair: "Murong Shi, why do you block me? Why don't you let me in?"

Murong Shi didn't even look at him, and said, "If it's here to apologize, hurry up and leave after talking."

"Apologize? Who apologized to whom? It was you who slapped me in front of so many people that day!"

Seeing that the situation is not good, Linda hurriedly came up to relieve the siege: "Mr. Jiang, please have tea, sit down and say something slowly."

Jiang Shaohua doesn't appreciate it: "I don't drink it."

Murong Shi's face was not very good, and she said to the trembling Linda: "You go out first."

Linda couldn't help but shut the door for them when she ran out.

Jiang Shaohua sat down on the sofa, his anger still on his face.

Murong Shi said slowly: "You know why you beat you. Jiang Shaohua, I can't control how you want to play, but you don't want to play with me."

Jiang Shaohua blocked his chest with a sigh of relief, his eyes flashed, and said, "I didn't want to play tricks with you. The key pair is too annoying, and she can't shake it wherever I go."

Murong Shi dropped the file in his hand, and his voice suddenly rose: "Then I won't be responsible for helping you wipe your butt!"

Jiang Shaohua smiled blankly and facelessly: "You can't say that. After all, we are grasshoppers on the same rope. Can you help me if I am in trouble?"

Murong Shi sneered and said: "Okay, slap in the face one at a time, as long as you are willing."

Jiang Shaohua touched the face she had beaten before, shivered, and said, "Murong, you are..."

"I don't want to tell you this, so hurry up and don't hinder my work."

"Well, don't talk about it. My birthday is coming soon, and I don't plan to make a big deal, just ask some friends out to have fun. Don't forget to go there when the time comes."

"Don't go."

Jiang Shaohua didn't get angry and laughed and said, "No, you will definitely go." He didn't wait for her to say, "If you don't want to do a full set of the show, how would you explain to Uncle Sun when he asks?"

Murong Shi was silent.

Jiang Shaohua knew that he had reached the point. He stood up triumphantly, and cast a wink at Murong Shi, "I will pick you up when the time comes."

Murong Shi turned a blind eye: "You can go away."

Jiang Shaohua deliberately dangled her eyes, as if to stimulate her, and said: "I found that there is a chick in this company who looks pretty good, but she was a little stunned. You should have employee files, right?"

Murong Shi's face was expressionless: "What do you want to say?"

With a narrow smile hidden in Jiang Shaohua's eyes, he said, "Of course I want her phone number! But she didn't tell me her name, it seems like the last name is Xu. How many people have the last name of Xu in your company?"

Xu Chuan Chuan?

For Jiang Shaohua's interest in Xu Chuanchuan, Murong Shi thought it was weird, and after thinking about it, he felt reasonable. This person is tired of eating meat, maybe he wants to change some plain taste.

Jiang Shaohua began to look through the materials she put on the table: "Is there any in it?"

Murong Shi used one hand to firmly suppress the information, and said lukewarmly: "You better not hit her mind."

Jiang Shaohua was taken aback: "She has a boyfriend?"

Murong Shi was half a threat and half a warning: "Whether you have it or not, you don't want to start with anyone in this company." She picked up the phone at hand and pressed the number key. After the call was connected, "Linda, see you off."

Linda appeared soon, and said respectfully: "Sao Jiang, please."

Jiang Shaohua slammed the door away, complaining as he walked: "This woman is sick, did you take gunshots?"

Linda didn't dare to pick up the stubbornness, and smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang, women need to coax."

Jiang Shaohua squinted at her: "How to coax?"

"Follow her, give her a gift!"

Jiang Shaohua didn't understand Murong Shi at all. He didn't even give her anything. He pondered for a moment: "What does she like?"

Linda was surprised: "You should know better than me, right? I haven't known Miss Murong for a month."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Jiang Shaohua's face, and he cleared his throat and said: "For a moody woman like her, what she likes must also change when she changes. During your time with her, haven't you noticed that she has What hobby?"

"Well..." Linda racked her brain and thought for a long time. "Miss Murong seems to be hooked on reading novels recently."

"Chinese and foreign masterpieces?"

Linda shook her head: "No, online novel."

"WTF?"