"It's just that I'm in a bad mood, and it has nothing to do with my body."

Yan Muchen frowned, and said lightly: "You go out, I want to have lunch and let Yin accompany you, I don't have time." ”

“BOSS……”

Shang Xue'er looked at Yan Muchen aggrievedly, and when she met the man's cold gaze, she bit her lip and whispered: "BOSS, it's okay if you don't eat with me, but even if you are in a bad mood, remember to eat lunch." ”

"This is a document and video record of the negotiation within three months, you have time to take a look, I will go out first."

She smiled softly, put the paperwork in order, and walked away.

Waiting for Shang Xue'er to leave, the impatience in Yan Muchen's eyes slowly retracted, "How is Ying'er?" ”

"Mistress ...... Very good. ”

Chen Qiangyin smiled bitterly, but looked back at the office door twice, and whispered, "Master, Shang Xue'er is back, what are you going to do?" ”

"Is she the one I need to bother with?"

Yan Muchen raised his eyes and said lightly: "Send her to a foreign branch in a few days, so that she will never return to China." ”

"Master, I'm afraid the old lady won't agree. She's your ...... after all."

"What? She still wants to use that thing to blackmail me for the rest of my life? ”

An icy chill emanated from Yan Muchen's body, instantly enveloping the entire office.

Chen Qiangyin immediately stopped his mouth, and his eyes were full of wry smiles. "Yes, I'm going to check the personnel transfer of foreign companies, and arrange a position for Shang Xue'er with no real power as usual?"

"Hmm. What about Ying'er? ”

"The main mother is very good, I have already conveyed to the main mother that she does not need to wear work clothes, but the other two female employees in the technical department said that they wanted to wear them, and the main mother did not speak."

"How's Ying'er's expression?"

"This ......" Chen Qiangyin's face was full of wry smiles, and he whispered: "The main mother has an expressionless face, and her eyes are a little unfriendly. ”

"Why?" Yan Muchen frowned, all his thoughts were on Shi Ying, "Why aren't Ying'er's eyes friendly?" ”

"I don't know very well, the master's subordinates don't dare to speculate."

Chen Qiangyin silently took a step back, and wanted to say that the housemother's face was not good, did you have no count in your heart? Let people wear work clothes, and when they look back, they say that they can not wear them, but they dislike other people's close-fitting skirts and let people wear them conservatively. The housemother is in her youth, it is the age when she loves beauty and dresses up, and there are a bunch of love words and girls around her, and the boys who are full of flirting skills, do you let her dress conservatively, is it possible?

Although their master can't be called a straight man of steel, he can see this eye...... It really needs to be improved.

"Did you convey what I mean? Is there an offer to buy her clothes. ”

"The subordinates have conveyed your meaning to the master's mother, but the other female employees in the technical department said that they were wearing uniforms, and I didn't have a chance to propose to buy clothes, not to mention that I had to pretend that I didn't know the master's mother......" Chen Qiangyin retreated silently, at this moment, he also had a feeling that he was living in the cracks.

On the one hand, he didn't dare to offend Shi Ying, and on the other hand, he didn't dare to tell Yan Muchen the real situation of the technical department, and he had to face Yan Muchen's 'forced questioning', he strongly demanded a salary increase!

"I obviously said I don't like the one-word skirt, why don't you speak." Yan Muchen frowned, there were a lot of documents on the table that needed to be signed and processed by him, but he fell into deep thought. It seems that if he doesn't study the question of what Shi Ying wants to wear, he doesn't plan to work.

The sky slowly darkened, and at the end of the day's work, Shi Ying carried the snacks sent by the little brothers and left with brisk steps.

As soon as she got home, a slightly cold voice called her, "Ying'er, who are you?" ”