Song Ja'an has been waiting at the door of Yan Jin's office.

Until everyone was gone, she still didn't wait for Yan Jin to come back.

Zhang Bimei was not at ease, so she hurriedly called her.

"An An, why haven't you come home yet?"

Song Ci'an sighed helplessly.

"Mom, you don't have to wait for me, I'm working overtime in the company, and I may not be able to go back until early in the morning."

Zhang Bimei felt sorry for Song Ci'an, but after all, she found this job by herself.

She didn't have a good idea of what to say, and it didn't sound good to say that she was only on her first day of work and was going to leave her job.

"Then you remember, when you come back, call home, and your dad and I will pick you up no matter how late it is."

She was worried that Song Ja-an would not be safe when she returned at night.

Song Ja'an nodded in agreement and hung up the phone.

At about one o'clock in the morning, the secretary returned to the company with a drunken Yan Jin.

She knew from his drunken look that she probably didn't want to complete the task today.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you come over and help. ”

The secretary looked at the sad Song Ja'an, and spoke with some difficulty.

The two brought Yan Jin back to the office, and the secretary came to his senses and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"It's so late, you still don't come home like this?"

She pointed to the document on the table, "This document is going to be used tomorrow, so I can only wait here for the president to come back and ask him to sign it." ”

Although Song Ci'an didn't say it, the secretary knew very well in her heart that she was obviously being targeted.

But now that the president is drunk like this, there is no way to help her sign.

is saying that he really can't deal with the drunk Yan Jin alone.

"You help me take care of him, I'll go get some hot water and come back and help him scrub it."

With that, he turned and walked out of the office.

Ten minutes later, the secretary had everything ready, and the two were busy waiting for Yan Jin, who was already like a mess of mud.

Drunk people, it's so easy to fiddle with there.

The two of them tossed for a while, and they didn't even wipe his face clean.

"Miss Song, this won't work, or I'll help you press him and you will wipe his face."

The secretary frowned and said helplessly.

Song Ja'an nodded, thinking that this was also a good way.

At this time, Shu Zhiqiu suddenly broke into Yan Jin's office and shouted to stop the actions of the two.

"What are you doing?"

The two were taken aback.

After all, in addition to the security guards in the company building on this big night, there should be only the three of them left.

Where the hell did this woman come from?

Song Ci'an was the first to react, and greeted him in an unkind tone.

"Miss Shu, how did you get in, this is the Yan family, not your family's back garden!"

This woman is so unruly, and it's the middle of the night.

"You guys even go out, and I'll take care of him."

She still has the same high-minded, very arrogant attitude.

The secretary frowned.

I think that in a place like the office, idlers should be exempted, after all, she is not from their Yan family.

"Miss Shu, the president has drunk too much, why don't you go back first?"

The secretary hurriedly stepped forward to stop her and didn't let her get close to Yan Jin.

"Are you blind, and don't you know who I am? I am the fiancée of your president, and your future president's wife. ”

Shu Zhiqiu felt good about himself and declared his sovereignty.

She felt that in the whole of Kyoto, only she could be worthy of Yan Jin.

"Then it's not too late to take care of him after you become the president's wife."

Song Ci'an was not used to her, and directly opened his mouth angrily.

Shu Zhiqiu was annoyed and ashamed.

felt that Song Ci'an was mocking herself, she didn't care about her self-esteem and face, so she directly came to the savage hands and pushed them out of the office.