As soon as there is a lot of work at hand, time flies. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Cheng An'an, who has been busy, has just finished the work in hand, and the clock on the office wall is just right until six o'clock.

Looking at the time, Cheng An'an, whose butt was not yet hot, had to get up and come to the elevator, ready to take the elevator to the top floor of the company to clean up.

The layout and decoration style of the top floor is completely different from the other floors, all the decoration and layout are more black and white minimalist, and you can see the head at a glance when you get out of the elevator door, and the door of the president's office at the end is opposite the door.

Not far to the left of the president's office, there is a large desk, while the two desks on either side of the corridor are relatively smaller, and there is no other partitioned space on the entire top floor except for the president's office and the bathroom.

Floor-to-ceiling windows are both walls and windows, and on the left is a full set of leather sofas and high-end marble square tables, and on the right is a whole row of well-tended expensive medium-sized potted plants, with lush foliage, bright colors and fragrances.

Because Xu Li went out to choose a dress, she was not in the company, and it was already time to get off work, except for Sun Qing, who was packing up her things and preparing to get off work, the others had already left.

Seeing Cheng Anan appear in the corridor on the top floor, Sun Qing picked up the packed leather bag and put it on her shoulder, walked around the desk, and walked towards her.

"The cleaning utensils are in the toilet, you can see it when you enter the door!" Sun Qing, who was in a hurry to get off work, didn't wait for Cheng Anan to speak, pointed to the direction of the toilet, and left in a hurry.

"Hey...... Feed...... You've got to tell me if the president isn't there...... Face...... Huh? At the end of the shout, Cheng Anan's voice became smaller and smaller, because Sun Qing's figure was no longer in her eyes.

"Alas!" Cheng Anan sighed helplessly, walked to the toilet, picked up the rag bucket used for cleaning, and walked slowly towards the door of the president's office.

Coming to the door of the president's office, Cheng Anan knocked on the door, stretched his face, and shouted, "Is there anyone?" Is there anybody? Someone just say something! ”

After waiting for a long time, no one responded.

Cheng Anan couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, great, the other person is not here, I finally don't have to look at his nasty face.

Cheng Anan, who was in a good mood, pushed open the door of the president's office with a smile on his face.

It's just that......

When she saw the boss's chair, which was originally facing away from the door, suddenly rotate over, a smile instantly froze on her face.

In her black pupils, Yan Haozhe's expressionless face was reflected.

“……”

What do you mean?

Dare to love him, he just deliberately didn't make a sound, right?

Ahhh

I want to hit him!

No, you have to bear with it!

After some inner struggle, Cheng Anan bowed down slightly and said coldly: "Hello President!" Then he threw a large pile of cleaning tools on the ground, picked up a bucket and took half a bucket of water, and began to clean.

While cleaning, he said to himself vigorously, just treat him as if he didn't exist, just do your own thing.

Yan Haozhe sat lazily on the boss's chair, with a pair of eyes as shining as black stones, closely following the petite figure who was serious and busy in the office.

The office was quiet, and only the sound of Cheng An'an inadvertently being heard while cleaning was heard.

Yan Haozhe looked at Cheng An'an and didn't make a sound, but seeing that Cheng An'an was about to finish cleaning the office, he began to sit still a little bit.

When Cheng An'an went to the bathroom, he casually picked up the useless documents on the table, rubbed them hard, and the originally complete piece of paper was turned into a paper ball, and he was still on the ground openly, and it was not enough for him to crumple into a paper ball, he tore up some of the documents and scattered them all over the ground, and finally, he deliberately poured the remaining tea in the cup on the desk, wetting most of the desk.

Looking at the 'masterpiece' that she had 'choreographed' in front of her, Yan Haozhe thought to herself, this should be enough for her to clean for another hour.

A few minutes later.

"How do you clean it? Don't you see that the table is full of water and the floor is full of paper? Seeing Cheng Anan coming back from the bathroom, Yan Haozhe immediately put on a very angry look and reproached.

"There?" Cheng Anan looked like he believed him, glanced at Yan Haozhe, and asked coldly.

"Here, here, there, come and see for yourself!" Yan Haozhe pointed to the place he had deliberately soiled just now, with a straight face, and his voice was full of displeasure.

Cheng An'an walked closer to him, looked at the place where he pointed his finger, frowned, raised his head and glared at Yan Haozhe.

Was he a fool to treat her?

She had obviously cleaned these places just now, and he must have deliberately messed up and dirty them while she was in the bathroom.

Hum!

It's infuriating!

Is the president right?

Others are afraid of you, but Miss Ben is not afraid of you!

"These, these, and that, you deliberately soiled while I was in the bathroom, right?" Cheng Anan stood in front of Yan Haozhe's desk and said with a look of asking for guilt.

"What?" Yan Haozhe sat up and asked with a straight expression.

"You did it on purpose?" Cheng Anan propped his hands on the desk, leaned forward slightly, and his voice became low.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, and besides, pay attention to the way you speak and the tone of your voice!" Yan Haozhe first leaned forward and approached her, and after speaking, he sat back on the chair, folded his legs elegantly, put his hands on his chest, and looked at Cheng Anan in front of him with a lofty posture.

didn't dodge, didn't back down, Cheng Anan looked at Yan Haozhe, and the eyes of the two collided invisibly in the air, like two tigers of a male and a female impacting each other, biting, refusing to back down, just to see who could be stronger than whom.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the office, one was angry, one was silent, one was full of disgust, and the other was expressionless.

It looks like a stark contrast.

The two confronted each other for a while.

"I said, you deliberately made these places dirty, president." Cheng An'an slowed down his speech and finished word by word, his tone full of affirmation and contempt.

"Do you have proof? Or did you see with your own eyes that I was deliberately soiled? Yan Haozhe's voice was low, his expression was calm, and his eyes were like a bottomless abyss, teaching people to see clearly.

Just one sentence made Cheng Anan speechless and unable to refute.

"......" In the face of Yan Haozhe's quality control, Cheng Anan was speechless, and a pair of eyes glared at him resentfully.

"I remind you one last time, talk to me in the future, pay attention to your tone and attitude, I don't always forgive you for your 'unintentional' mistakes, remember, there is no next time!" Yan Haozhe glanced at her coldly, and his two flying thick eyebrows were raised high, revealing a contemptuous arrogance.

"......" Hold on, hold back, Cheng An'an, no matter how stalemate it continues, it won't help, hold back!

Cheng An'an was in his heart, and began to comfort himself again.

"Why don't you clean up yet?" Yan Haozhe ordered with a cold face.

"Yes, President!" Cheng Anan lowered his head for a while, and when he raised his head again, he suddenly changed his previous angry expression and raised a smile on his face.