"OK, it's okay." Yan Ruchang stepped away, entered the office, raised his hand and made an OK gesture to Wen Xinyi.

The expression and tone of his voice clearly gave people the feeling that he was trying to endure.

He had a cold aura on his body, and Wen Xinyi's little face turned even paler.

She bit her lip and retreated in fear until her slender legs were clinging to the desk and there was no way out, and then her hands clutched the edge of the desk nervously, and the green tendons on the back of her hands bulged.

Yan Rusheng approached step by step, and the powerful aura oppressed Wen Xinyi, suffocating her.

"I ...... I really didn't mean to. She nervously spoke incoherently, "I'll accompany you in a fish tank, and butterflies...... Saucerfish. ”

Her voice trembled faintly, and her body trembled slightly.

There was fear in his eyes, but his originally pale little face turned crimson because Yan Rusheng was getting closer.

Yan Rusheng suddenly stopped when he was almost one step away from Wen Xinyi.

He stood still and looked at her coldly.

Even if it is a noble-born daughter like Wen Xinyi, she still feels that he is like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain, unattainable.

You need to look up when you look at him.

After being stared at by Yan Rusheng for a while, Wen Xinyi's small body trembled uncontrollably.

"Secretary Wen, please go out now."

Suddenly, a voice sounded above her head.

Wen Xinyi raised her face and looked at Yan Rusheng, her eyes were shining, and she looked like she might shed tears at any time.

From her eyes, you can see shame and unwillingness.

Yan Rusheng ignored them all, and coldly repeated what he had just said, "Secretary Wen, please go out now." ”

He raised his voice, Wen Xinyi shuddered in fright, and then bit his lip and left with tears in his eyes.

Miss Qianjin, who grew up in the palm of her hand since she was a child, is most likely a fragile glass heart.

When she went out, she covered her mouth and ran to the toilet crying.

"Qiao Jian." Yan Rusheng shouted outside the door and walked towards his office chair.

He didn't care how Wen Xinyi left and where he went, so it was best to go home angrily and not come.

Save him his troubles.

"President." Qiao Jian entered the door and walked forward very cautiously.

His eyes cautiously swept the two butterfly tails on the ground who were still fighting with their tails up, and he was very worried in his heart.

Yan Rusheng flipped through a few newspapers on the table without looking up, "Call someone to come and clean up here." ”

His tone told Assistant Joe that he was not in a beautiful mood right now.

"Yes." Assistant Qiao nodded in response, and immediately turned around to go out.

"Wait a minute." Yan Rusheng suddenly stopped him again.

He straightened up, his gaze still resting on the several newspapers laid out in front of him, headlines with different headlines but more or less the same content.

'Yan San Shao is a childhood sweetheart female secretary'

'Three young childhood sweethearts in the shopping mall and the actress's rival in love'

even pulled out the rumors that he and Wen Xuxu had been married for many years.

He frowned and stared at the picture of Wen lifelike slapping Ouyang Qingqing in a certain newspaper, and there was a feeling of pleasure in his heart.

Assistant Qiao pursed his lips and didn't dare to make a sound, quietly waiting for the big boss to speak.

Suddenly, Yan Rusheng raised his head, and there was still this intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Assistant Qiao, "Go and contact Mingyu Film and Television Company, I want to invest in a movie." ”