For Xia Qing's anger, An Wen was not surprised.

After two contacts, she didn't dislike Xia Qing, she just didn't like his feeling of wanting to conquer her all the time.

I can use this to win him over, but it doesn't mean that I can accept it calmly.

Therefore, she asked Xia Qing to wait in the reception room, in order to frustrate his spirit.

"Can you be serious? An Wen said coldly.

"No, you can't. Xia Qing propped up the table with both hands, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, "I'm a person who says the same, if you don't kiss me in the mouth, I will definitely pat my ass and leave today, you can try to challenge my bottom line." ”

An Wen looked at her for a long time, and her lips and teeth opened lightly, "Please." ”

Xia Qing did not hesitate, and immediately turned around and left.

As he walked, he counted silently in his heart: "Three, two, ......"

When he walked to the door, while "one" was read out in his heart, An Wen's voice also came: "You come back!"

Xia Qing grinned.

Little girl, playing tricks with Lao Tzu?

Turning around, I saw An Wen leaning on the office chair speechlessly, and then closed her eyes, as if she acquiesced to Xia Qing's request.

It's just that she allowed to be kissed on the skin, instead of taking the initiative to kiss Xia Qing.

The personalities of the two are very different, but one thing is exactly the same: they are both competitive and do not compromise easily.

One wants to conquer, the other doesn't want to be conquered.

Xia Qing was angry, not really angry, but a psychological game.

Turning back to the desk, Xia Qing leaned up, raised An Wen's chin with one hand, stared at her for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly, "You won again." ”

An Wen seems to be compromised, but in fact, this is a retreat.

She knows very well that a man like Xia Qing absolutely disdains the difficulties of strongmen, and she is reluctant, even if he is given a chance, he will not kiss him!

To be honest, Xia Qing was a little depressed, but on the other hand, the more difficult this woman was to conquer, the more interesting it became.

An Wen opened her eyes and did not show the posture of a 'winner', but said lightly: "Sign this personnel appointment and dismissal document, go to work on time in the future, I will give you an annual salary of two million, and you will listen to me when necessary." ”

Of course, Xia Qing knew that she didn't recruit herself for a pure job, but for other purposes.

He didn't sign directly, turned around and sat down on the sofa, and then lay down on his side like a drunken concubine, supporting his head with one hand, and his eyes went straight to the bottom of the table opposite, "Do you treat me as a fool, with an annual salary of two million, you want me to work hard?"

"I won't let you do anything excessive, at best to keep me safe, you can understand as a bodyguard. An Wen responded.

"Is it close?" Xia Qing asked again.

Anwen: "......"

Rao is her personality is calm, and she can't wait to pick up the teacup on the table at this moment and throw it towards Xia Qing!

Xia Qing couldn't help but sigh, "Can't you smile at me, even if it's a moment, I'll sign it immediately, how about it?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to laugh. An Wen said coldly.

"Don't pretend to be you, if you're really hard-hearted and paralyzed, how can you like something like SpongeBob SquarePants. Xia Qing said speechlessly.

What SpongeBob SquarePants?

An Wen was stunned suddenly, then came to her senses, and suddenly leaned her legs together, and the teacup on the table was finally thrown out by her, but it was just dodged by Xia Qing.

No wonder this guy suddenly ran over there and lay on his side, daring to be the sight of that side, he could see his skirt through the desk!!

Uncomfortable, want to cry.

An Wen has never met this kind of living treasure, but she is a hooligan to death, and she wants to cry without tears.

With her character, of course, she won't wear anything SpongeBob SquarePants, it's just for some reason, it's just an accident, of course, she doesn't want to explain anything, and if she talks too much, isn't it just in his arms?

"Whether you sign or not, don't think that I can't live without you, don't have to make an inch, if you really don't sign, I will go with you immediately to get the certificate, and after completing the promise, we will never see each other again!" An Wen said angrily.

"Hey, it's fierce, it's scared to death. ”

Xia Qing walked over aggrievedly, signed the letter, and said with a smile: "Take a step back and open the sky, remember to tell me why you like SpongeBob SquarePants at night." ”

"Get out!!" Anwen threw out a pen holder again.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in. An Wen adjusted her mood.

Two men walked in, a middle-aged man, in a suit and leather shoes, shiny leather shoes, and a face with Chinese characters, which looked quite majestic.

He is the sales director of Haiyun Group, Fan Zhenhai.

The other person is Fan Xiwen, whom Xia Qing had just met.

"Mr. An. Fan Zhenhai walked over with Fan Xiwen, greeted him, and immediately glared at Xia Qing angrily.

"Is there something going on, Director Fan? An Wen asked solemnly.

Fan Zhenhai kept a calm face, tried his best to control his emotions, and said slowly: "Mr. An, is this the chief translator you just found?" ”

"Yes. An Wen noticed that the other party was not good, and her tone was a little calm, "Do you still need to report to Director Fan if I recruit someone?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. Fan Zhenhai waved his hand again and again, and hesitated: "It's just ...... For such a big matter, you didn't have a meeting to inform us executives, which will inevitably cause criticism, after all, the chief translator has an annual salary of one million, which is equivalent to me as a sales director. ”

An Wen's face did not change, and asked rhetorically: "Then what do you want to express." ”

"Mr. An, there is no doubt about your business talent, but after all, you are still young, I am afraid that you have been deceived, or emotional nepotism, no matter who the company is, you can't be nepotism, this is your own added system, we should have the right to remind. Fan Zhenhai is a serious way.

"I don't like to go around the bush, please pick the key points, don't say something vain. An Wen said lightly.

"Okay, then I'll be brave. Fan Zhenhai pointed at Fan Xiwen and said, "After he passed the interview just now, he met me by chance and told me that the position of chief translator seems to have been ...... by the cao in the dark."

"Of course, even if it's really done in the dark, it's not my turn to question, after all, you are the president, I'm mainly thinking about you, if this thing gets out, our whole façade won't look good, right?"

An Wen fell silent and did not respond for the time being.

Xia Qing, on the other hand, was a little puzzled.

How dare a sales director meddle in the president's affairs? What rules and regulations, there is no fool who can get mixed up to this point in the workplace.

Then there is only one answer, this Director Fan has a backstage and is on the opposite side of An Wen.

In fact, Xia Qing only guessed half of it, Fan Zhenhai is here, he belongs to the 'vice president faction', he does often work against An Wen, after all, the vice president's background is not small, enough to support him.

As for the other half.

Fan Zhenhai is Fan Xiwen's own uncle, and his nephew is crying to him, how can he ignore it?

In Fan Zhenhai's abacus, no matter what, this Xia Qing must get out!!!