I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 491 Two Unpredictable Men
In the office, listening to their successive reports, Jiang Chacha kept the most beautiful smile on her face.

Under the table, the pen in her hand was almost broken by her.

She didn't write a single word of the summary that she needed to report on the paper.

How could she keep writing? ?

She didn't even know what they were reporting.

well.

Bian Jichen became the head of the External Relations Department.

Really cool.

She didn't even dare to think about such a thing.

No matter how the outside world is, Jiang Chacha still maintains a friendly "fuck your sister" smile on her face.

And she could clearly feel that the president sitting next to him was obviously not very concentrated. He lowered his eyes and tapped the notebook with the pen in his hand boringly.

She is strange.

She was thinking, isn't Wen Huaizhi usually a workaholic?It's almost never seen when he is overly distracted at work.

She gave her a curious yet depressed look.

At this moment, Wen Huaizhi moved his nose slightly, and looked at her absently, his eyes were dark.

The two looked at each other, frowned at each other, and then looked away very synchronously, turning their faces away.

No one looks at anyone.

He listened to other people's reports with a sullen face, while Jiang Chacha lowered his head and wrote something on the paper.

Almost everyone can feel that the atmosphere here is very subtle...

Where is it strange?
do not know.

This group of ministers all noticed that the usually gentle and gentle president seemed to be in a bad mood, so they became trembling and nervous when reporting.

Jiang Chacha might not even know what she wrote in her report.

Her cpu is about to explode, do you know that?

She was thinking, Bian Jichen has only been here for a few days?How did you become the minister of the external relations department?
Just kidding!

how can that be? ! !

She wants to report the rumors!

Why on earth!
She lowered her head and just memorized things there, like an ostrich, without saying a word the whole time.

Wen Huaizhi's voice is very flat.

"next."

She heard the rustling of clothes as she walked, and then, the cold and snowy sound gradually entered her ears.

The Minister of External Relations is reporting.

Jiang Chacha gripped the pen tightly.

She could feel that Wen Huaizhi, who was sitting beside her at this time, cast another look.

His eyes seem to hide gray and transparent shadows, and they are like swamps. They seem to have everything in them, and they seem to have nothing in them. Everything seems to be a cold nothingness.

He glanced at her, and silently looked away again before she frowned.

Nothing was said.

Jiang Chacha frowned.

Recently, she really felt that Wen Huaizhi had changed a lot, became silent, that hypocritical and cunning man suddenly became a taciturn and strange colleague, and would no longer intrigue with her, she didn't know whether to be happy or not used to it.

Why is he like this?
Is it because she discovered the stinky gangrene he set up by the bright people and saw his pain points, so he restrained himself?
But she felt that it was much more than that.

The feeling that Wen Huaizhi gave her was very strange.

These days, he always looked at her with such eyes for a while, but without saying anything, he silently moved his eyes away.

I didn't want to talk to him at first, but his appearance can easily arouse people's cheapest curiosity.

Jiang Chacha squeezed the pen tightly again.

The two most unpredictable men in the game all appeared in this office together.

One is like snow, like a tree, but its appearance is icy cold, as if through a thick fog, no matter how hard it is to catch the hem of his clothes.

The front of a person is like a gentle green spring, and the back of a person is like a desolate late autumn when everything is corrupt. He has planned and calculated in every possible way, but behind the darkness, he seems to be able to grasp something different.

I opened my palm and saw that it turned out to be white and soft catkins in spring.

(End of this chapter)