Zhan Nan Ye's legs are long and he walks fast. Si Lian originally had to trot to keep up with him. Now he is taking notes again. He can't take care of this and that there is no one who doesn't pay attention to it, and he is full of pedestrians coming towards him.

Crashed together.

The one who collided with Si Lian was a white man, tall and strong. Si Lian hit his chest and his nose felt as if it had moved.

"i'msorry!sorry!" Si Lian covered her nose and apologized repeatedly, but the other party refused to let go. He pointed at her nose and scolded her but was still not satisfied. He raised his hand and was about to slap Si Lian.

Si Lian instinctively wanted to hide behind, but unexpectedly, the ground that had snowed was wet and slippery, and she didn't step on her feet, and she was about to scream into her face.

Zhan Nanye was like a god descending, grabbed the man's hand steadily. He pushed the man to the ground and threw his feet to the sky, and said French that Si Lian couldn't understand.

Si Lian couldn't hear what Zhan Nanye said, but it was definitely not a friendly word from Zhan Nanye's sharp eyes and the gradually pale face of the stranger.

The white man got up from the ground and ran, looking back while running, as if there were beasts chasing behind him.

Zhan Nanye looked at Si Lian, his eyes were as sharp as an X-ray perspective scanner, which could see her thoroughly inside and out.

Si Lian rubbed her painful nose, "Mr. Zhan, thank you!"

Zhan Nanye still said nothing and turned around and left.

Si Lian continued to chase after him.

After arriving at the office, Si Lian prepared the information needed for today and went to the tea room to prepare hand-grind coffee for Zhan Nanye as usual.

Zhou Qiling followed, "Si Lian, are you always having any conflicts with Zhan?"

Si Lian, “No, no.”

In Si Lian's opinion, there was no conflict between her and Zhan Nanye, but she had different social status and identity, and her views on something were different.

"You didn't have a conflict with Mr. Zhan, that's something else happened." Zhou Qiling touched his chin and thought, "Is it because his backyard caught fire again?"

Si Lian subconsciously looked back and whispered, "President Zhan can protect the President's wife. President Qin of the imperial capital said that the President's wife is not good. You'd better not talk nonsense and be careful to cause trouble."

Zhou Qiling said, "I can't find the root cause of Mr. Zhan's anger, so he will vent his anger every day. Today is New Year's Eve, tomorrow is New Year's Day. If he is used as an venting barrel on the first day of the New Year, he will have to be the right one for the next year.

His vent barrel.”

Si Lian smiled and said, "You, the top students who graduated from prestigious schools are actually superstitious."

"This is not superstition, this is a custom, and there is essentially a difference." Zhou Qiling said, and suddenly widened his eyes, "Si Lian, you have a nosebleed."

He didn't say that Si Lian hadn't noticed it yet. When he said that Si Lian felt his nose was warm. She stretched out her hand and she felt really bleeding from her nose. "Assistant Zhou, I've ground the coffee. Please help me give it to Mr. Zhan.

Go, I'll go to the bathroom to clean it up."

"Go quickly, leave it to me." Zhou Qiling watched Si Lian enter the bathroom, and then he picked up the coffee to deliver it to Zhan Nanye.

Zhou Qiling, in accordance with Zhan Nanye's habit, placed the coffee in a fixed position. Zhan Nanye, who had just reached out and looked down at the documents, suddenly looked up, "Where is Si Lian?"

Zhou Qiling was so scared that his hands were shaking, and the coffee almost spilled, "She had a nosebleed, go to the bathroom to clean it up first."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qiling looked at the calm and composed president who had always been rushing out of the office like a gust of wind.

"President Zhan, where are you going?" Zhou Qiling subconsciously followed Zhan Nanye and saw the president running towards the bathroom.

Zhou Qiling stopped and shook his head. Even a fairy-like figure like his president, he still didn't care about his image when he was anxious.

Zhou Qiling withdrew his gaze and planned to go back to the assistant office. Dr. Chen happened to come and greeted him with a smile as usual, "Assistant Zhou, it's been a long time since we met."
Chapter completed!