"Humph! Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this, I forgot to tell you that the president said that unless he personally dismisses me, I can't mention the matter of resignation again, if you want me to leave, pass his level first, right? Also, if you have a way to get him to fire me, I can't ask for it! Cheng Anan looked ahead, smiling like a flower, half calm, half provocative response to Xu Li. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Huh! We'll see! Xu Li snorted softly from her nostrils, put down the cruel words, and stepped into the elevator with her head held high, and Cheng Anan also walked forward proudly without looking back.

Standing at the door of the president's office, Cheng Anan took a deep breath and murmured secretly: "Smile, smile, smile, must smile." ”

A minute later.

Cheng Anan opened the door to the president's office.

At this time, Yan Haozhe was sitting upright at his desk, holding a signature pen in his hand, and looking at the documents on the table with his head down.

"President, do you have any orders?" Cheng Anan stepped forward to ask.

"Let's find something to do on your own!" Yan Haozhe replied without raising his head.

Yourself, find something, something to do?

What should she do?

Speechless.

Standing in front of the desk, Cheng Anan grimaced at the top of Yan Haozhe's head, turned around and sat on the sofa.

After looking around for a long time, Yan Haozhe never raised his head from the document, and kept writing and painting, with a serious and serious expression on his face, which Cheng Anan had never seen before.

Yan Haozhe has been busy for a long time before he finished approving all the documents on the table, and when he stopped the signature pen in his hand, the hour hand on his watch had pointed to eleven o'clock in the morning, and he raised his head to search for Cheng Anan's shadow in the office, but he didn't expect that Cheng Anan actually fell asleep on the sofa.

After looking at her slightly, Yan Haozhe frowned inadvertently.

Today's Cheng Anan, except for that face, he can still see it, and he doesn't want to vomit anything else.

The upper body is wearing a pink letter T-shirt, the lower body is wearing a washed white cropped jeans, and on the feet, he is actually wearing a pair of sneakers that have long been out of season N months.

This is from head to toe, not to mention that as an employee of the top dragon company in City A, as far as what she is wearing now, it doesn't look like she came to work!

Dressed so casually, thought it was still in college? Adolescence while studying? Regarding Cheng Anan's dress today, Yan Haozhe was completely speechless to the extreme.

Is she going to dress like this to work every day?

Spit here, Yan Haozhe suddenly remembered that in his impression, Cheng Anan seemed to be wearing a normal white dress except for yesterday's white dress, and the clothes he wore before seemed to be abnormal, except for T-shirts, T-shirts, in addition to jeans, or jeans, even the bags he carried every day were unchanged, and he didn't care if the color matched or not, it didn't look abrupt.

Looking at Cheng An'an who was sleeping, Yan Haozhe had an idea in his mind.

"Cheng An'an!" Yan Haozhe called at Cheng An'an.

Cheng An'an on the sofa breathed evenly and did not react.

"Cheng An'an!" Yan Haozhe shouted again, this time, a little louder.

This time, Cheng An'an, who was lying on the sofa, squirmed, muttering softly, because he was far away, Yan Haozhe didn't hear what she said clearly.

Seeing that Cheng Anan still showed no signs of waking up, Yan Haozhe got up and walked to the front of the sofa.

At this time, Cheng Anan just turned over, raised his hand with his eyes closed, rubbed his nose, and muttered: "Qinghe, I want to eat steamed glutinous rice chicken for lunch, Sixi small balls, West Lake beef soup and fried okra on a clear fire......"

Yan Haozhe twisted his eyebrows and pursed his lips and smiled.

Even dreaming is eating, which shows that the level of its foodie is definitely not ordinary.

Raised his foot, gently kicked Cheng An'an's naturally hanging foot on the ground with his toes, and shouted: "Cheng An'an, it's eleven o'clock, when are you going to sleep?" ”

"Oops! Qinghe, don't bother me, let me sleep a little longer, you go and prepare breakfast first, bring it to my room, I'll get up again! Cheng Anan dreamed that she was called to get up by her personal maid Qinghe in ancient times, and while complaining dissatisfied, she put her legs hanging on the ground back on the sofa.

Breakfast?

Isn't this a word that only exists in TV dramas?

What the hell is she dreaming about?

Filming cosplays?

Or do you dream that you have crossed over?

Yan Haozhe thought to himself, but he thought that no matter what Cheng Anan was dreaming about, the most important thing at the moment seemed to be to wake her up immediately.

Staring at Cheng An'an, who was sleeping on his back on the sofa, the corners of Yan Haozhe's lips lifted slightly, bowed down, put his mouth to her ear, and took a deep breath gently.

Then, he shouted loudly in decibels higher than Gao Cai.

"Cheng An ......"

“……”

Before the last word An was shouted, Yan Haozhe was almost hit in the face by Cheng An'an's sudden pink fist, and then he reacted in time, quickly turned his head sideways to avoid it, and then stood up straight, and then angrily pinched Cheng Anan's nose directly, and the more he pinched it, the tighter he became......

"Ah...... What are you doing? The painful feeling successfully woke up Cheng An'an, who was asleep, and she screamed loudly as she sat up and scratched her long hair, which was a little messy.

"What am I doing?" Yan Haozhe sat on the table in front of the sofa, looking at Cheng Anan as if he was waiting for her to come out.

Hey!

A man's voice?

How can there be a man in my boudoir?

Cheng An'an, who was puzzled, gradually woke up from her dream, opened her eyes, and saw Yan Haozhe sitting on the table at a glance.

Cheng An'an, who suddenly came back to his senses, thought about what he said and did when he was half-asleep and half-awake just now, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good!

"President, are you done?" Cheng Anan smiled, and wiped the saliva stains on the corners of his mouth with his hand while laughing.

"Hmm!" Yan Haozhe replied lightly, and his eyes did not take his eyes off her face.

"Is there anything I need to do?" Cheng Anan was a little cautiously panicked by Yan Haozhe's tightly locked gaze, and asked with a grin.

"Come with me!" After Yan Haozhe finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the door of the office.

"Where?" Cheng Anan got up, followed behind him, and asked habitually.

Suddenly, Yan Haozhe stopped and turned around, Cheng Anan followed behind him, not paying attention, so he crashed into his arms like this.

"Why did it stop all of a sudden?" Cheng Anan took a step back, rubbed his sore nose, and couldn't help complaining.

"You just do what I say, so many questions?" Yan Haozhe frowned, and his voice was very cold.

"Oh!" After Cheng An'an heard this, although she promised well, as soon as Yan Haozhe turned around, she came out with all kinds of low curses, and even behind his back, punching and kicking, secretly and silently.

As everyone knows, her every move is all imprinted on the bright and obvious floor-to-ceiling windows.