"I'm sorry, I really have no interest at all."

Xia Yan quickened his pace. He was walking too fast and without paying attention, he ran into a wall of flesh.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Xia Yan apologized without raising his head.

At this time, she heard the man behind her smile slightly and say hello politely.

"Manager Wang."

Xia Yan then raised his head and looked at the man in front of him. The man was very tall, over 1.85 meters tall, with handsome features.

Both are in their forties, but the man in a well-dressed suit in front of him is several times more attractive than the wretched man with sinister features behind him.

"Director Li, why are you doing this?"

Wang Yu pointed at Xia Yan and said in an obvious way.

"Haha, I think Manager Wang may have misunderstood something. I was just passing by."

The man called Manager Li laughed twice and walked away dejectedly.

The wretched man behind him is actually a manager?

Xia Yan thought angrily.

"Your name is Xia Yan?"

Wang Yu frowned slightly, his eyes bright.

"Well, how do you know my name?"

Xia Yan blinked, she was sure she didn't recognize the man in front of her!

"Come with me for a moment."

Wang Yu smiled politely and led the way.

Um?

Why call her?

Xia Yan followed numbly.

I saw Wang Yu push open a mahogany door with the manager's office room on it and walked in.

Xia Yan followed in quickly.

Wang Yu sat down in his office and gestured for Xia Yan to sit on the black leather chair opposite.

But Xia Yan refused with a faint smile.

"You're welcome, sir, do you have a problem with me?"

She always remembered Yi Beihan's orders! She was not allowed to meet men alone.

Now in an office, if a man and a woman alone are alone, does it count as meeting alone?

"Do you know the president?"

The reason why I asked this was because the president's secretary, summer, suddenly came to him a few days ago and asked him to arrange for a cleaner to come in in his name.

But what makes him confused is that since you know the president, you must have some nepotism from the 18th generation of the family, but you were assigned a position as a cleaner. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?

Could it be the eyeliner arranged at the bottom?

But why arrange it through him?

Wang Yu was puzzled.

"……Forehead"

Xia Yan was a little stunned when he asked him so suddenly, but then he shook his head.

"I don't know."

"Okay, it's okay, you can go out."

Xia Yan didn't recognize a word of it, which made Wang Yu think this was even more bizarre.

Summer definitely only works for the president.

"Um."

Xia Yan nodded, turned around and came to the door.

"Dangdang."

There was a knock on the door.

At the same time, Xia Yan opened the door.

Seeing the people outside the door, she smiled slightly, nodded, said hello, and left.

Zhao Shuiqian watched her disappear at the end of the corridor with a surprised look on his face, then he looked away, scanned the corridor and saw no one else, walked in, and lightly locked the door with his backhand.

Wang Yu, who was sitting on the boss's chair in front of the table, glanced at her indifferently, lowered his eyes, and looked through the documents on the desk.

"Didn't I tell you not to come to the office to see me in the company?"

"What's your relationship with her?"

"Didn't I tell you not to come to the office to see me in the company?"

"What's your relationship with her?"

Zhao Shuiqian wrinkled his nose, came up behind him angrily, and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"What relationship can we have?"

Wang Yu untied her hand that was on his chest and stood up with an indifferent look on his face.
Chapter completed!