"Xiao Jia said that you have agreed, and Mr. Luo also made a phone call in person, saying that Xiao Jia will start to work at Luo's today......" When the director saw An Ran's terrible murderous eyes, his voice faded, he didn't know what he said wrong, why was An Ran so angry.

Everyone in the Quan'an clan knows that Mi Xiaojiamei is a secretary, but in fact, he is a dozen, and An Ran doesn't like Mi Xiaojia. Now that someone is willing to accept Mi Xiaojia's hot potato, shouldn't An Ran be happy to get rid of a thorn in his eye?

"Is Xiaojia what you can call him?" An Ran spat out these words from between his teeth for a while. He has never called Mi Xiaojia so disgustingly, why does this little old man in front of him call the surname Mi Xiaojia?

The director was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

When the director was confused and uneasy, he got up safely, walked away from the office like a gust of wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In fact, An Ran went to Luo's to regain Mi Xiaojia's little secret from Los Angeles.

For no other reason, Luo Cheng and Mi Xiaojia didn't respect him, the boss of the An family, and he couldn't swallow this breath. Naturally, what he hates the most is Mi Xiaojia, a watery woman who is a flower, shameless and has no lower limit.

An Ran almost fought with Los Angeles that day, and failed to transfer Mi Xiaojia back to An's.

From this day on, Enron and Mi Xiaojia's dyes grew up. Enron thinks that Mi Xiaojia is a treacherous villain, and every time he sees Mi Xiaojia, he has to attack him personally.

It's just that Mi Xiaojia is a thick-skinned woman, and she always listens to his sarcasm, which is what makes him angry.

Since then, Mi Xiaojia has become the new favorite of Los Angeles. Wherever Los Angeles went, Mi Xiaojia followed, and as for Li Zheng, the old man, he was exiled to the cold palace by Los Angeles.

Of course, this is Enron's own opinion.

Until one day, there was a woman standing next to Luocheng, and An Ran couldn't wait to go to Luo's and said to Mi Xiaojia: "The surname is Mi, this is called retribution." I said a long time ago that this man in Los Angeles is unreliable, you don't listen, jump into the fire pit, and now that there are women, how can you remember your ugly duckling?"

"Can you please chat with Mr. An for a while? I'm too busy to spare time. Mi Xiaojia found Li Zheng and pushed Li Zheng forward to An Ran, and he took the opportunity to flash people.

I don't know whether to say that Enron is troublesome or a tendon, how can he think that there is a leg between her and Los Angeles? Is it possible to achieve it because of her original joke, Enron took it seriously?

In the past year, An Ran has mentioned the same thing every time, and he doesn't bother her.

On this day, because of Enron's trouble, Luo Cheng and Mi Xiaojia had to work overtime.

By the time Los Angeles got off work, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

He hurried out of the company, because he didn't want to drive, so he planned to take the subway home. He walked forward with graceful steps, not in a hurry or in a hurry.

At the golden hour of the evening, people come and go, maybe it is a small weekend, everyone is in a hurry, it seems very crowded, at a glance, only to feel crowded.

When he was watching the crowd in a daze in Los Angeles, a strong fragrant wind came to his face, and Luo Cheng subconsciously frowned and glanced at the other party.

In the twilight of the night, you can vaguely see a woman wearing heavy makeup, chewing gum, painting on her face, wearing exaggerated earrings, and her short hair dyed fiery red, which at first glance looks like a turkey.

Somehow, the woman stumbled under her feet and threw herself in his direction impartially......