When you walk through the back door, you are shameless. There are really no less stereotypes about children from rich families.

Han Qingyan didn't know where to explain, so she could only say seriously and anxiously, "I came in and didn't open the back door for my home, I also passed the interview..."

"Come on, don't pretend to be pure here. There is no need to pretend to be what everyone knows." The aggressive colleague smiled sarcastically, "Actually, it's the same. If I were you, my family had money, I would also go through the back door. Who wouldn't let me reincarnate? So you don't have to put a lot of effort to explain to us that you don't rely on your family. There won't be people who really leave their company and go out for internships and endure hardships?"

Han Qingyan was so pushed that she couldn't even say a word. Others already had a preconceived stereotype about her. No matter how she explained it, it would be futile. But if she was said like this because she was the daughter of the Han family, wouldn't it be fair enough to her? Because she relied on her work all the way into the company and had never shown off her own lady's face...

Han Qingyan took a deep breath, tears flashing in her eyes. Jiang Qi and Han Rang carefully cultivated her. She rarely made mistakes at work. Naturally, she had never pointed at her nose like this. After a while, the person on the opposite side saw her grievance, and deliberately took a few steps back and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, we little princess, we blame me, we blame me for hatred, we blame me for being sore, it's ~ blame me for my bad luck~"

"If you don't have a good life, go to die."

Before he finished speaking, a decisive voice came from outside, cold and straightforward. After saying this, he walked in, and pulled Han Qingyan over with his young and unruly face, "Let's go. How long do I have to wait for you downstairs?"

Han Qingyan's eyes were still red and she shouted, "Wei Xin..."

She never complained about him so much. When she couldn't chase Gu He before, she was full of vitality like a sunflower to cheer herself up - this was the first time Wei Xin saw Han Qingyan like this.

Wuming fire from somewhere came up, and Wei Xin clenched his teeth. He took the bag for Han Qingyan, and then said, "I went to my house for dinner tonight. My mother said that I made what you like."

Han Qingyan pouted, tears were coming out, and Wei Xin was talking to her. She nodded and bit her lip and said, "Then let's go first... Anyway, we're off work..."

"Wait a minute, what do you mean? Find a boyfriend to come and scold us to death?"

The colleague seemed to be provoked too. Seeing Han Qingyan and Wei Xin planning to leave and ignore them, she deliberately choked, "I thought I was the main palace as a spare tire for the princess, this handsome guy."

Wei Xin's face changed a little, and even Han Qingyan noticed that the breath around him changed drastically, and wanted to speak for Wei Xin. As a result, Wei Xin turned his face with murderous aura and said to the colleague condescendingly, "I really didn't want to pay attention to you, who was sour and sarcastic, and you would have an orgasm. Without her, you could go up to Han's company to be the president? Otherwise, I would like to raise you to the top leaders to feel the terrifying pressure and atmosphere of large companies? What has the top 100 companies that are open and upright have become in your mouth? Actually, you want to become her? People like you really can't stand others' goodness. Fortunately, Han's kindness has brought you a lot of kindness. Don't worry, I am not like Han Qingyan, who doesn't care about it. You can't even step into the door for internships in our company."

After saying this, someone else agreed, "Yes, she is sour. She has to say a few words behind her back when her colleagues are promoted. They are not just talking about Han Qingyan. She will be scolded by her if she is doing better than her. She does not hate the rich. As long as she is rich, she will not hate. If others are rich, she will not be able to stand it. Such people have a dark mentality."

"What do you mean!"

He pointed at the colleague Han Qingyan and immediately went back to fight with the people watching the show around him. Now, the conflict suddenly became big. She just broke the news and said, "You said that when the team leader was doing it, you said that they must be pleased with the rich women in the top leaders and be jealous! They are very bad-hearted!"

"Stop quarrels, stop quarrels..."

Han Qingyan was helpless on the side, "It's all over, everyone, stop arguing..."

"Who wants to argue with her? It's because she's talking too much about others behind her back. I can't help it. Isn't it true that someone thinks that he dares to be sarcastic and is so handsome that he is challenging authority, right?"

Wei Xin patted Han Qingyan on the shoulder and then said, "Let's go first, let's deal with this matter at work tomorrow."

Han Qingyan was pulled by Wei Xin and walked out, "But... isn't this not good?"

"You just don't treat yourself as a daughter, so others will step on you. People are all cheap." Wei Xin gritted his teeth and had a cold face. "Class struggle will always exist. The gap between the rich and the poor in society will cause class contradictions and various inclinations. People with status and ability will inevitably absorb more social attention and malice. At that time, if you are not conscious or not enough to carry these, you will be so sarcastic every day."

Han Qingyan was stunned.

Wei Xin rarely talks about big truths, but today it seems that he has said a lot.

His perspective on the problem was very thorough and incisive. Han Qingyan returned to the car silently, then looked at Wei Xin starting the car, and she asked, "Then are you still angry?"

"Am I angry?" Wei Xin heard a joke, "Why am I angry? It's not that I was scolded."

"I think you are more angry than me..."
Chapter completed!