Chapter 7 Consistency

The stuffy carriage, the crowded crowd, holding the ring to stabilize his An Bai, his eyes were a little sloppy. The phone rang for a while, and then she realized that it was her phone. The display on the screen was Mr. Lin, and An Bai's eyes flickered.

"Assistant An, you are in charge of this cooperation with SK, you are now appointed as the project manager by the company, you already know the documents, I hope you can make good use of this opportunity. Mr. Lin said solemnly, his voice sounding a little excited.

An Bai nodded numbly, and the mechanical prompt at the station sounded.

“…… All the project documents have been sent to your mailbox, tomorrow you can convene a meeting of the project department, and you will be responsible for the specific arrangements. ”

Lin Wannian's words made An Bai's heart tingle, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that the company already knew everything, right? How did she get this "opportunity".

An Bai stood outside the subway station and watched the vehicles coming and going, and said lightly in a calm voice: "Thank you, Mr. Lin." ”

Manger?

Everyone thinks that she has been promoted, but only An Bai knows in her heart that with the label of manager, she has nothing to do with the word "unspoken rules" in her life, which is a good thing for others, but only a humiliation for her!

An Bai took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality. Sikong Changting can humiliate her, but work won't.

As soon as An Bai returned home, he directly held a small laptop and began to read all the documents, organize and summarize and write reports.

She doesn't have a study, she doesn't have a studio, she doesn't have her own separate room, the guest room is there, but the door is ...... It was all locked, she didn't want to be in the bedroom, which would only make her feel uneasy, and the living room was big enough and spacious enough.

She was busy, her fingers darting over the keyboard, her home printer had been working for a while, and the coffee table was littered with the papers she had marked.

"Young grandma, I'll pour you tea. The maid moved behind her at some point, and the voice came, and the man arrived.

An Bai's expression sank, and just as he wanted to stop it, the teapot in the little maid's hand had already been raised, and the tea poured out, but most of it fell outside the cup.

The hot water was still steaming, and most of the scattered documents were suddenly wet.

"What do you do!"

Anbai couldn't dodge, and the hot water ran down the paper to her feet. Her face turned pale in pain, but she couldn't care about it anymore, and hurriedly picked up the notebook.

A sneer flashed in the maid's eyes, but the expression on her face was very innocent, and she stood aggrieved, "I, I just watched the young grandmother work so hard, I wanted to make you tea, I didn't mean to." ”

An Bai glanced at her coldly, holding the soaked paper in his palm: "You don't need to make tea, go down." ”

It was clear that it was deliberate, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a day were hovering on the verge of going berserk, and it took her two hours to manually mark all the documents, and this time, not only to mark, but also to reprint.

Moreover, her summary has not been written yet, and she will need it for the meeting tomorrow morning-

With a calm face, An Bai pushed aside the printing paper on the table and picked out the barely usable ones.

The little maid stood next to her and raised her eyebrows triumphantly, her eyes rolling.

She suddenly lowered her body, put the teapot aside, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry young grandma, I'll help you sort it out." ”

"I said no. An Bai stretched out her hand to grab the document, and when she looked at it, she saw the corner of the little maid's mouth sneering with her back to the door, and she was shocked, the document in the little maid's hand had been loosened without a trace.

An Bai's body fell backwards by inertia, she hurriedly supported the table behind her, pressed the teacup with her palm, and soaked the clean documents placed next to her at lightning speed.

Even the teapot rolled to the side and poured directly on the printer, which was still in working condition, stabbed and emitted black smoke, announcing his death.

An Bai was anxious all of a sudden, and wanted to check the printer, but his hand was grabbed and pulled back directly.

"Ahh

She couldn't hold the notebook with one hand, hurriedly retracted her arm, hugged the notebook, and heard a man's sneer in her ears: "I don't see it, you still have a tendency to self-harm, such a weak will, how did you insist on marrying in the first place?"

An Bai was stunned, he didn't expect Sikong Changting to suddenly appear.

The man stood behind her, a terrible chill enveloping his body, his long arms raised almost pulling Amber closer to his arms.

An Bai frowned, her wrist was clenched by him, and she wanted to break away: "I didn't......!

She struggled to herself, but she couldn't break out of his palm.

"If you want to die, don't die in Sikong's house, you dirty the house, you deliberately want to disgust me?"

Sikong Changting snorted coldly, let go of her, and looked at her coldly. He was a little annoyed, just now he saw that this woman was about to touch the printer that had been short-circuited, and he was worried that she would be electrocuted.

Damn! The hand grabbed her uncontrollably, and she didn't know what to do.

The man's handsome face and eyes were cold, and his faintly trembling facial muscles showed the anger of his master.

An Bai was a little confused by his inexplicable anger, and his mood was very heavy.

She pulled out the hand that was clamped by the man, squatted down to sort out her papers, although it was wet, she still put it all away, and got up to go upstairs.

Sikong Changting looked at her back, narrowed his eyes, and the anger in his heart churned-

This woman!

"Stop. ”

Sikong Changting called her, his slender figure turned, and he sat elegantly on the sofa, he folded his long legs, and his eyes flashed sharply: "Did I say let you go?"

An Bai paused, did not look back, looking at the embarrassed documents in her hand, she bit her lip, a little desperate - he has been tossed to this by him, don't cry, don't make trouble, don't do anything, isn't it enough?

He glanced at her outfit, which was still unchanged.

There is no silk scarf in the neck, it is more slender, and the prominent collarbone has a few looming red plums, which makes her more charming and sexy, and the round chest that is wrapped in a round shape is slightly undulating, and An Bai tries her best to control her temper.

Good, didn't listen to him at all.

"Come here!" Sikong Changting's face was as cold as ice. The woman's friction made him even more angry, and with two steps to go, he stretched out his hand and pulled the man to him.

An Bai's heart beat abruptly, even if she was tortured by him many times, she had never been used to it.

"Look at the way you look, how reluctant you are? Do you know how many people can't ask for an honor?" he grabbed her hips and sat down close to his long legs.

An Bai was completely upright by this force, his hands against his chest, pursed his lips and bowed his head.

His large, fan-like hands, long fingers slid out of the graceful outline of her face, and An Bai sat awkwardly on his lap, unable to move—in front of him was the base of his leg, and if she moved, she would meet it.

"Didn't you still insist just now? Huh? How did you change your attitude now?"

His big palm rang around her hips and swayed up and down, with little force and effect, and his tone was extremely explosive—nasal and gnashing.

An Bai's clean little face was covered with crimson, even though she was already familiar with his routines, but she still couldn't stand his teasing, An Bai turned her face away, and her fingers clasped the clothes on his chest: "No, my attitude towards you is consistent." ”

The answer was complete, but the chief court was very dissatisfied!

His cold pupils were angry: "Are you like this to everyone? In this family, your words and deeds must be reported to me!"

An Bai wanted to defend himself, but when the words came out, his voice was like a mosquito and faintly trembling: "This is, my business." ”

She doesn't have the right to decide her own affairs?