After the two of them were reprimanded with their heads and faces, they left Mr. Yan's office in a huff.

Dong Bo's grievances and discomfort were all written on his face, after all, she was a woman, and her mind was always heavier. Zhang Yao had an attitude of indifference, what should he do.

The bewitching female colleague walked up to Miss Dong's desk and knocked twice.

Seeing the tears rolling in her eyes, she couldn't bear to say cruel words again: "Xiao Dong, you said that you can be regarded as an old man in the company, how can you still offend Mr. Yan?" ”

Dong Bo pulled out a tissue on the table, lifted his glasses, and wiped them from underneath.

"Sister Yun, I'm just half a day late, and I've only been in the company for so many years, only this time"

"Tut-tut, it's okay to work." Liu Biyun looked at Dong Bo with disgust, and glanced at Zhang Yao inadvertently: "Mr. Yan can't look down on him, you just stay away from him, and if you get so close, isn't it to give Lao Yan eye medicine." ”

Dong Bo blinked, not very understanding: "Why doesn't Mr. Yan like Master Zhang?" ”

Liu Biyun rolled her eyes: "How do I know, maybe it's because of the rear-end collision with the car, you still can't understand it after being in the company for so long?" People that the boss doesn't like must be avoided, as far as you can. And never forget to keep the perfect side, maybe one day you can fly on the branches as a phoenix. Lao Yan is jealous of me, not because this girl is still a little beautiful. As she spoke, she didn't forget to take out the small mirror she carried in her pocket and looked at it.

Yan Fang walked out of her room at some point, and stood quietly behind Liu Biyun. Listen to her rhetoric.

Dong Bo suddenly discovered her existence, shrunk nervously, and turned around with his eyes dodging and didn't dare to look again.

Biyun also noticed that the atmosphere was wrong. Slowly turning around, what he saw was Yan Fang's expressionless face.

"Go on~ What am I afraid of you?"

Liu Biyun hurriedly waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm talking nonsense." ”

"Why don't you go to the sky when you fly on the branches and become a phoenix? I think it's a toad who wants to eat swan meat, in terms of appearance, can you catch up with Kwai Si in the marketing department, or can you compare to Joanna in the commercial department? It's the same, it's still Mrs. Xu. Yan Fang's few words are simply the script of a modern version of the palace fighting drama.

Zhang Yao sat on the side with his legs crossed and leisurely watched the scene in front of him, sighing from time to time. The workplace is like a battlefield, that is the external state, and the internal is the workplace like a harem.

It seems that as long as Dongyang is not married for a day. The female compatriots in this company can't live in peace.

Yan Fang turned her head angrily, she just wanted to be angry with Zhang Yao, but remembering Secretary Huo's words, she still endured it.

Glancing at the most helpless Dong Bo: "Hurry up and work." Work overtime today! I didn't know how to make up for it after being late for a long time. Don't go home if you don't count the list of mid-year company banquets today! ”

Zhang Yao could hear that she also meant to come at him, so he sat upright and looked at the materials on the table. I couldn't help humming the classic song in my heart: The boss is the earth, the boss is the sky, and the boss is the stepfather and stepmother of the little employee (the tune refers to Peng's mother's "Jiangshan", the original words are: The people are the earth, the people are the sky, and the people are the eternal concern of the Communist Party)

If the relationship with the Xu family is cleared, Zhang Yao is afraid that he will either be driven away by Yan Fang or leave by himself. It's really hard to say to whom a young man like him, who has no diploma, no ability, and no background, will fall into. It is also possible to move bricks on the construction site.

After the end of the day, there are fewer colleagues. Dong Bo sat at his desk, still grasping the crazy work with his messy hair.

Zhang Yao cleaned up his desktop, looked at her tired figure, couldn't say what he felt in his heart, in short, he was a little uncomfortable.

"I'll help you." He walked over to Dong Bo's side and looked at her desk of folders, not knowing what he could help.

Dong Bo raised his head and looked at him with a bitter face: "Master Zhang" was just about to say words of thanks, and Zhang Yao stopped as soon as he raised his hand.

"Don't be useless, hurry up and get it done, hurry up and go home."

"Hmm!" Miss Dong rubbed her face, and pushed the two stacks of documents in front of Zhang Yao. "Please help me sort out the employee information in it, as well as the various awards won in the first half of the year, and I need to reorganize a report."

Zhang Yao looked at the thick document in front of him in horror: "So many? ”

Dong Bo was a little helpless, turned around and continued to work, muttering: "These are just from the Beijing headquarters, and the regional offices haven't been given to you yet." ”

Zhang Yao quickly picked up the materials and returned to his desk.

Secretly cursed Yan Fang in his heart, the old witch is going to play the rhythm of the dead! If you don't finish your work and don't let you get off work, you can really pull the calf, these things are all done by Dong Bo alone, and he may not be able to get off work for three days in a row.

Night had fallen, and the only office in the empty building was still lit. Both of them were quietly dealing with their impossible tasks.

"Dangdang!" Suddenly there was a sound outside the glass door.

Zhang Yao looked at the dark corridor, where a figure was standing.

The person who knocked on the door walked in, it turned out to be Dongyang, he originally lived on the top floor, so it was also convenient to come down.

"The security guard told me that you haven't left yet, so I'll come over and take a look, what are you doing?" Dongyang strode up to Zhang Yao's side, looking at the documents on his desk and the information being entered in the computer.

Dong Bo secretly looked at the strange two people, and her heart was pounding inexplicably, did she know some secrets that she shouldn't know, and could she still keep her job? There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the Buddha blesses it~

Dongyang frowned, and his tone was a little displeased: "This is the job assigned by Mr. Yan?" ”

Zhang Yao stretched his arms helplessly and stretched his muscles: "Hey, she doesn't dare to fix me, just take Xiaobo to get angry, and I can't watch her be a girl who stays here to suffer." ”

Dongyang glanced at Dong Bo, nodded with satisfaction, stood behind Zhang Yao and pinched his shoulder, and said softly: "That's right, although the taste is a little low, but as long as you dress up well, you can still improve." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Yao was a little strange when he heard this, "Don't think about it, I have nothing to do with her." ”

"Well, it's nothing now, maybe there's something after getting along for a long time, and feelings are always accumulating." Anyway, as long as Zhang Yao is not always allowed to follow Pan Zhen's side, any female, female, Dongyang can accept it.

Dong Bo cat didn't dare to blatantly look at the scenery over there in his desk, the president who has always been cold is pinching the shoulders and beating the back of a small staff, the picture is too beautiful, but unfortunately those warblers and warblers in the company have not appreciated it, otherwise I don't know how many girls' Sichun dreams will be broken.

Dongyang picked up some of the materials on the table, sat on the desk opposite Zhang Yao, and helped them get it together.

He didn't want his brother to work too hard, as long as he could help, he would do it.

Memories always make Dongyang feel extremely guilty, brotherhood, brotherhood, how can words show. (To be continued.) )