Chapter 2 Do I Have the Privilege to Send You Back?

When it was about to be time to get off work, people left in batches, and only Jiang wanted to work overtime.

I have to say that the operation case of this Fei Ji Ancient City is too long and complicated, and the method of elaboration is still changeable and flexible, which makes it difficult for her to make a comprehensive analysis table in a short time.

Time passes minute by minute, but no matter how hard and diligent people are, they can't overcome this thick sleepiness. The tea in the thermos cup has bottomed out again,

The light of the laptop screen was not enough to fill the twenty-square-meter space, Jiang Xiang leaned back in the chair and secretly felt sad, "Ah~~~I'm so tired~~~"

The tail note was still dragging on, and the lights snapped on.

Jiang wanted to get up and looked around defensively.

Who else is there in this company now besides the old man who fights more?

As soon as she turned around, the man in an inky suit stood at the door and stared at her, with a warm smile in his eyes, and his tone was surprised by the surprise of the boss who had discovered the treasure. "You're still working?"

Jiang Xiang hurriedly turned off the display screen, pulled out the USB flash drive and stuffed it into his clothes pocket, bowed his waist without a trace, and bent down without a trace, with a respectful attitude, "General manager!" ”

The man walked over to her desk and reached for the red-marked document and studied it carefully.

"You're... Jiang: Intern, I'm not mistaken. ”

His words were clearly affirmative, but it was clear that the other party did remember her last name.

The man's slender hand pointed to one of the red letters, "Look here, when the company is actually operating, it should pay attention to timely adjustments, and do not have high traffic and low conversion, understand?" ”

In just a few words, the calm and patient tone is enough to see the man's conversation and cultivation, plus he can also outline and share opinions on non-professional operations, and he can also blame the age of twenty-eight to become the king of the entire three floors in this building.

"The performance of the comprehensive product described here is somewhat lacking."

"Ahh Truly. Jiang Yu had a feeling of sudden realization.

The exclusive lecture lasted five minutes, and he was so close that he could hear his breathing very clearly.

When he looked at Jiang Yu again, his eyes were as light as clear water, "But as an intern, your ability is already outstanding." ”

"Thank you... The general manager complimented. ”

She was flattered by the sudden compliment, and she was a little shy like a little girl in her gestures, which was not like her anymore.

He nodded, raised his hand to look at the time, and asked with concern, "It's so late, aren't you going home?" ”

"I'm going back."

His gaze softened, and the corners of his mouth smiled lightly, "Excuse me, do I have the honor to send you back?" ”

The lights are bright, not as bright as the stars in his eyes.

This is Jiang Xiang's evaluation of him when he sat in the co-pilot and peeked at his side face.

How could this man be born so stunningly, without a trace of flaws: smooth and fair skin, dark and deep eyes, thin lips with a charming luster under a tall nose, and angular chin, all exuding nobility and elegance.

Gu, Li, and Shen have good names, and people are just like their names.

Ten summers and nine li, simple and elegant to flashy, quiet and far-reaching, deep and resolute.

The red light turned on, the car stabilized, and the man's magnetic voice echoed in the car.

"Is there anything on my face?"

Yes, that is God's supreme masterpiece. (She suspects that Nuwa made her with a mud idea thrown out of willow branches, otherwise why is there such a big gap between people?) )

It's a little itchy in my heart... Jiang Yu licked his lips and couldn't help but excuse himself, who is not a face control anymore?

When he came back to his senses, he shook his head calmly and said, "No." ”

The man turned his head to look back at her at the time, and saw that her face was flushed, and her cold peach blossom eyes were burning with a trace of temperature.

He started the car with a gentle and amiable attitude, "Really? That's good. ”