Hearing this, Meng Wanwan looked serious at this time, she majored in economic management and event planning in college, and she also knew a little about design.

This is obviously a design that has been repeatedly revised many times by the professional team, and they have counted the concept of Qi'an Group and its designs in previous years, and carried out the design in a targeted manner, so this design can be called conservative and mature, and the probability of winning the bid is very high.

After Meng Wanwan finished speaking, An Zhicheng was very happy, he opened his bloodthirsty eyes and chuckled: "Feng Xuehua, you wait, see how I, An Zhicheng, is reborn!" When the time comes, I want you to kneel in front of me and cry for me to beg for mercy hahaha..

......

Feng Xuehua's actions were very fast, and he registered Anwar in a few days, and then transferred all the business personnel under An's to be transferred and cleaned up.

During this period, due to An Zhicheng's taking away a large number of cooperation materials, many companies that were originally going to cooperate with them no longer cooperated with them, and An Shiyuan, who was originally a little ready to support her to change An's to Anwar, began to contradict, at a critical moment, Liang Lingcheng directly allocated one billion yuan to Anwar in the name of Zimo, Zimo became the company's largest shareholder, and those talents were silent.

Since the new company had just been established, and she had become the biggest boss of the company, she was forced to become a company slave, starting to go out early and return late every day, learning those management and a series of headache documents that she had not learned at all. Although most of them are handled by Feng Xuehua, she is just studying on the side, but after all, she is only a freshman, and she can't understand many things!

After half a month of hard work, the Spring Festival quietly came.

On the night of the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, Feng Xuehua went to a drinking party, which was a 20 million order. Zimo worked hard in the office until ten o'clock in the evening, until her stomach growled, she came back to her senses and remembered that she had eaten a little porridge in the morning, and she hadn't eaten for a busy day.

Xiao Zhou beside her, that is, her chief assistant and secretary, had yawned for an unknown number of times, but she was still holding on and seriously helping her screen and review.

Zimo looked at this little woman who was not much older than her, but followed her for more than half a month with dark circles under her eyes to the tip of her nose, and said with a dumb voice: "Okay, let's get here today, tomorrow is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, you hurry back to keep the year."

Xiao Zhou didn't seem to expect that he was busy until eleven or twelve o'clock every day these days, so could he leave early today? However, so many files have not yet been processed

Seeing that she was first surprised, and then looked in front of her with her eyelids pulled, Zimo suddenly understood what she meant, she took a sip of the water that had already cooled down next to her and moistened her dry throat, and then said, "Isn't the document almost divided?" I'll take care of the rest myself, you can leave quickly, it's not easy to take a taxi no matter how late it is.

After it was over, they sent her back, but today Feng Xuehua was not there, so naturally she could only take a taxi back by herself.

Xiao Zhou smiled and said okay, and then quickly sorted out the remaining documents, packed up his things and left. For a while, only Zimo was left in the entire building.

She looked at her phone, but Liang Lingcheng didn't send her a message or call.

Zimo pouted, put down his phone, got up and walked to the water bar, ready to make himself a cup of coffee in case he would doze off at work.

Just as she picked up her coffee and was about to turn around, suddenly someone approached behind her, Zimo screamed in fright, reflexively let go of her hand, and exclaimed, "Ah! Help!"

The cup of hot coffee in her hand instantly spilled into her booted feet, and the next moment, a cone pain swept through her body.

"It's me, scared you?" The familiar gentle male voice sounded, Zimo looked up, and the smiling face that appeared in front of him was not Gu Yu, who had not been seen for a long time.

Seeing that it was her, Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, and instead clutched his chest and roared angrily: "Gu Yu! Do you walk silently?

"Really scared?" Gu Yu didn't notice this abnormality, and smiled maliciously.

The pain in his feet made Zimo frown all the time, and his mouth was "hissing". Hearing Gu Yu's words, after seeing his underserved face, he raised his head and glanced at him, endured the pain, and stood on tiptoe to find the medicine box in the company's storage room.

Gu Yu only noticed something strange at this time, followed closely, held her hand and asked worriedly, "What?" Is it a burn?

No matter how much he joked, but his eyes were always on her, seeing her on her tiptoes and her face was painful, she immediately thought of the cup of coffee just now, and instantly frowned and felt guilty in her heart.

Zimo glanced at him angrily, and replied: "If you are alone in the company at night, and someone suddenly appears behind you, see if you will be startled!"

Instead of answering the obvious question, she expressed her resentment over the previous question.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I was going to surprise you, but I didn't expect it to turn into a fright!" Gu Yu was very knowledgeable, and immediately admitted his mistake sincerely.

Seeing him looking at her feet with a worried face, his brows furrowed tightly, Zimo's temper was much better, and he pursed his lips and replied, "Forget it, I also blame myself for being cowardly."

Gu Yu was now worried about her wounds, and he didn't talk to her anymore, but just helped her slowly walk to a utility room.

The two rummaged through the cabinets for a long time, and finally found a corner cabinet to the medicine box, and then walked back to the office with his help, sat on the soft sofa, and stretched out his hand to prepare to disinfect himself.

"Hey, sit down, don't move, I'll take care of this kind of thing." Seeing this, Gu Yu immediately pointed at her and instructed. Zimo didn't care, and said perfunctorily: "No, I can do such a simple thing myself....

"No way!" Gu Yu was categorical, pressed her whole person on the sofa, and then took off her white bread clothes and put it aside, then half-squatted down, opened the medicine box, and babbled in her mouth: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt, if you don't let me deal with it, how long should I feel guilty before I can let go, can you bear it?!"

There is a black line on Zimo's forehead, I really want to say, you have a lot of plays.

Someone is willing to give, she is happy to be idle, and he goes.

took off Zimo's boots, and then took off her cute pink fawn cotton socks, revealing her small snow-white jade feet, but the original white instep was now red, and there were vaguely two or three small bubbles breaking through the cortex and bulging. Seeing this, Gu Yu's face instantly became serious, his brows furrowed deeper, and the movements in his hands became lighter.