The moon in full bloom

Vice President Liu was about to sign a document, when he heard what Wen Huan said, his hands trembled, and the tip of the pen almost punctured the paper, drawing a black line.

Tao Qingyang lowered his head, at a loss.

In the current situation, what she said was wrong or wrong, so she just shut up.

Wen Huan was still grinning: "It's time to get off work, so we'll go back first, Uncle Liu, work slowly."

After finishing speaking, he thought that he was polite and nodded, and pulled Tao Qingyang to go outside.

Vice President Liu stretched out his hand silently, and put his chin back on the table, "Well... I still have some things to deal with."

"So you continue to work." Wen Huan was confident and confident, wondering in his heart: You haven't finished your duties, so what does it matter to me?

Tao Qingyang shook off her hand, ran over quickly, took the document from Vice President Liu, reprinted a clean copy, presented it with both hands, and said to Wen Huan in a low voice: "You go home first, okay? Go back when you're done."

"Not good, I plan to take you out for dinner today." Wen Huan was very stubborn, sitting on the sofa next to the reception guests, tossing back and forth under the coffee table in front, "Uncle Liu, why don't you have snacks here? I want to eat some fruits and vegetables Dry."

Vice President Liu: "..." We successful people don't eat snacks when we talk!

Tao Qingyang was also speechless for a while, gave the Vice President a sympathetic look, and continued working.

Wen Huan occupied the sofa like a paralyzed patient, her whole body was lazy, maybe she didn't want to hold Tao Qingyang back, she didn't make a sound after she lay down, and only when Tao Qingyang asked Vice President Liu some questions, would she glance at them.

Another assistant in the office went back before the end of get off work time because the child was still young. No one mentioned Tao Qingyang, she always stumbled and couldn't find what she needed several times.

"I'll come too." Wen Huan yawned and interjected.

Then he stood up limply as if he had no bones, and helped Tao Qingyang sort the files.

"You see, Uncle Liu is left-handed, so important documents should be placed on the left, and documents to be approved should be placed on the right, so that it is convenient for him to hold it with his right hand and write with his left hand."

"There are also documents. Those that have been executed or communicated need to be backed up. Remember to write 'only for backup, no practical effect' with a black pen. You must write them on every page. You can book them all and only write on the first page."

"Why haven't you bought a new electronic watch yet? You have to arrange the schedule for him. You can't just check the time on your mobile phone. It's better to buy a digital watch with a screen that can be written by hand. The company's practice is to meet with customers in the morning and in the afternoon. Don't mess with the order. messed up."

"You also need to supervise the implementation of the work of other departments, but when you just came, this work is handed over to others, right? If you read more about the work summary and planning of each department in the past few years, it will not be difficult to get familiar with it. , didn’t they give you the previous information?”

Tao Qingyang was confused by Wen Huan's rapid-fire speech, he was dazed for a while, and then he pointed to the things piled up on another sofa, a thick stack, packed in several dark blue file boxes.

Wen Huan followed her finger to look over, said oh, and encouraged: "Not much, I'll finish it in half a day, come on."

Is this not much?

There was darkness in front of Tao Qingyang's eyes, at least 20 words, every department's work summary of Tianfu did not miss out, if this is not too much, then what is too much!

Fortunately, with Wen Huan, her work efficiency has improved a lot, and she can get off work after finishing the last thing of the day.

Originally, Vice President Liu always got off work on time, but because of her clumsiness, things dragged on until now.Tao Qingyang felt very sorry and wanted to bow to him, but because he was holding a thick stack of documents in his hand, he could only bow slightly.

The other party smiled, said a few words of politeness and went out, and went home to accompany the child.

Wen Huan stood at the door of the company with his arms folded, raising his eyebrows: "I even helped you, thank you for not seeing you."

Tao Qingyang turned a deaf ear to it, and dragged her towards the car, and only after getting into the car, kissed her hard on the cheek, "Thank you very much, I wish I could kiss her, okay?"

"Original promise, this does not count." Wen Huan not to be outdone, kissed back, and accidentally pressed the car's horn while laughing, making a loud noise.

Tao Qingyang quickly let her go, straightened her hair and said, "Let's go, let's go eat."

Leaning on her shoulder, Wen Huan leaned over and backed the car out of the parking space.

"Look carefully!" Tao Qingyang pushed her, and almost bumped into the Toyota next to her just now!

Reluctantly biting her earlobe, Wen Huan was finally willing to sit upright and drive properly.

It must be an unusual place for Boss Wen to take her to eat - the problem is that it is too unusual.When the car finally slowed down and stopped beside the Golden Rose Hotel, Tao Qingyang was still shocked.

Five five five... star hotel!

She looked excitedly at the golden door.

Wen Huan has long been used to this kind of place, and his expectations for the food are much greater than the decoration, but Tao Qingyang keeps looking around, and he especially likes the crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the lobby, but she doesn't like to show off, so she didn't take it out. Take out the phone and take a crazy shot.

To eat a big meal at night, the so-called big meal, good taste is one key point, and a long time is another key point.

After watching the small fountain and listening to the piano performance, when the meals with very small portions were served one after another on exquisite large plates, and they were withdrawn one after another, Tao Qingyang couldn't sit still.

It's been more than an hour, when can we finish eating?

"You don't like it?" Wen Huan cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth, then took another sip of wine.

Tao Qingyang shook his head: "No, no, very good."

"That means you are full?"

How is it possible, each dish is just a little bit, it looks good enough, but the effect of filling the stomach is not obvious.

Seeing that she was still shaking her head, Wen Huan was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay. By the way, if you drink, I'll drive later." Tao Qingyang only took a sip of the glass of red wine, so he shouldn't be drunk, but Wen Huan kept moving. .

After eating the main course, Tao Qingyang couldn't hold back his words, and asked again: "Are you familiar with Tianfu's work?"

"Almost, it turned out that I was forced to do nothing by my dad. After working in Tiancheng for half a month, the jobs of assistants should be pretty much the same. Anyway, they are bothering me to death." Wen Huan didn't care much about such things, and his attitude was quite casual.

"The work is very complicated..." Tao Qingyang thought of herself, sighed, and wanted to hear her experience, "I can't do it well either. How long did it take you to get familiar with it?"

The job done a long time ago, and he is still so proficient now, must have put a lot of effort into it, right?If she works hard to learn, it shouldn't be a problem to master it in two or three days.

"Not long, maybe two or three hours." Wen Huan wiped his mouth and waited for the waiter to serve a dish. Seeing Tao Qingyang's ashen face, he asked with concern, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Please let her die peacefully...

Tao Qingyang weakly supported the table, his eyes were dull.

How can the gap between people be so big!No wonder Wen Huan was able to say "not much" after looking at the 20-word document.

She has worked very hard, but she is still not as good as others, really depressed.

Because Tao Qingyang suffered severe blows during eating, he couldn't taste the pudding, and his eyesight also deteriorated, so he almost ate the tablecloth along with it.

Wen Huan pulled a corner of the tablecloth out of her mouth, swiped the card to pay the bill, and dragged her out of the hotel.

When Tao Qingyang's brain began to function normally, she went home to read the documents full of thoughts. The plan was still not implemented, but sat in a bar instead.

Even though she has never been to this bar, she can still tell at a glance that it is run by Wen Huan. Compared with similar shops, it is quieter, and the style is comfortable and a bit lazy.

Wen Huan didn't ask for a private room, but sat down on a circular sofa near the corner with a darker light. Because of Tao Qingyang's previous guarantee, she ordered some cocktails this time and planned to let go of the drink.

"Try it. The person who makes the Chinese pastry is an apprentice brought out by me. It should be better than pudding." Wen Huan pushed the coconut milk and pastries over.

Tao Qingyang was still wearing a professional skirt. Just now in the hotel, Wen Huan was wearing casual clothes like home clothes that didn't fit in. Now that she was in this kind of place, she was more eye-catching.

"Well, why don't we go home, I still have to work..." Tao Qingyang pulled her little finger.

Wen Huan was amused by her little gesture: "Facing that old man at home every day, I'm going to be suffocated to death, wait a moment, I'll introduce a friend to you."

nonsense!You rarely go downstairs except to eat, and you haven't seen Papa Wen a few times, okay?

Tao Qingyang accused her of being able to tell lies with open eyes, and was curious about Wen Huan's friends, so his eyes followed her to the bar, and fell around those couples.

Even though the light not far away was blurry, making people look like monsters in colorful lights, she could still tell from the little movements of the group of people that they were well-bred, and the movements of holding and putting the cups were very light.

"Beautiful lady, can I buy you a glass of wine?"

Tao Qingyang saw Wen Huan say a few words to the group of people, waved at himself, and raised his paws stupidly, but a very magnetic male voice came from above his head.

She raised her head, and what caught her eyes was a pair of peach blossom eyes, her facial features were perfectly sculpted, and the corners of her mouth were raised, which was very elegant.

"—Dusa, you bastard, stay away from my people!"

Before Tao Qingyang could react, Wen Huan made a move first, grabbed the empty small bottle of beer from his friend, and rushed over with it upside down.

Holding a glass of fruit juice, Du Sa said displeasedly, "Why does anyone scold me like that?"

He consciously sat next to Tao Qingyang, saw Wen Huan waving the beer bottle in protest, then moved to the side and sat opposite her.

"Who else scolded you? Tangtang?" Wen Huan picked up the snacks and shared them with Tao Qingyang, "How is Tangtang doing these days? The other day he asked me how to make porridge. It should be pretty good."

Du Sa watched them show their affection, gritted his teeth and complained about the injustice, and said, "Hey, my sister has learned to cook? Well, it must be to cook porridge for me when I come back."

"Seriously!" Wen Huan knocked on the table.

Tao Qingyang smiled lightly and drank the coconut juice.

"Two big things happened. One was that she was shot, and the other was that my uncle went to the United States to escort her home. Her muscles and veins were kneaded into knots and she was sent back in a wheelchair."

Wen Huan's mouth was full of dim sum froth, and he coughed a few times, coughing and laughing: "No way? Tangtang? Since I was a child, my father pointed at my nose and said to learn from her to be filial to the elders. Why is it so... It's bold, not like her style."

Du Sa spread his hands, because martial arts practice has strict dietary requirements, so he can't drink alcohol, he can only drink fruit juice, "I don't think it's her style either, I don't know if someone came up with a bad idea."

……

Far away in Los Angeles.

The person who came up with the bad idea sat in the laboratory, sneezed, and the hand holding the test tube trembled, almost breaking it.