obsessed with love

Chapter 52
"Fuck, what kind of man! It's clear that I can't get along with me! You're not satisfied with your desires!" Du Ruo slapped the notepad in his hand on the table as soon as he got to his seat, and flames ran wild all over his body.

"Grandma, stop yelling, he is your immediate boss now, the one who pays you! What good does it do you if you get into a fight with him!" Sister Mei hurriedly suppressed her flaming little flame.

"But I don't want to bury people like him! What is laziness and dullness? What is public is public and private is private? Every sentence is aimed at me, what kind of virtue?!"

"Yes, it seems that he has a problem with you. He fires you for a while, and criticizes you openly for a while. Did you offend him?"

"How can I have that ability! I..." Du Ruo stuttered, feeling guilty.

Threatening him like that last night, is it considered an offense?But he has nothing to lose!Taking advantage of everything in vain, no matter what, it is her loss!

What kind of man, what kind of temper!

Du Ruo slandered for a while, feeling even more aggrieved.

Sister Mei saw that she was furious, patted her on the shoulder to express sympathy, and then comforted her: "Be patient, who made him the boss and you are a soldier, and what he said is right, we are used to being loose, but Sheng'an has always been known for his strict discipline, otherwise he wouldn't have developed Sheng'an so well, right? All right, all right, calm down, write a plan quickly, or you'll have to stay up all night here today..."

Sister Mei pressed her down on the seat sympathetically, made a cup of coffee and handed it to her: "Write, write, drink a cup of coffee to refresh yourself!"

Du Ruo gritted her teeth, turned on the computer and started typing, but the blank WORD document was just like her blank head at the moment. She worked for two years, either squatting at the gate of the community to block those old men and women, or fooling those bald courtyards on the wine table. Long, planning a promotion plan... These words have nothing to do with her!
So for an entire afternoon, after writing and deleting, and then writing after deleting, it was even more troublesome than writing a graduation thesis back then!

When she was about to get off work, she received a call from Dean Wang of the Municipal First Hospital. Du Ruo remembered that she had invited Dean Wang for dinner today, but seeing the plan that had just begun, she could only grit her teeth and push Dean Wang away. , change dinner to the next night.

After hanging up the phone, Du Ruo became restless again!

This Dean Wang is responsible for all the drug purchases of the First Hospital of the city, and he is a big patron of 24K pure gold!Du Ruo had been serving him for a year, and finally invited him to have a meal, but because of Qiao Anming, he let go of the pigeons, what a pity.

So the more he thought about it, the more he hated him, and he gritted his teeth and scolded Qiao Anming!
As night fell, the whole building gradually became quieter. In the huge office area, the lights went out one by one, and finally only one light above Du Ruo's head remained.

She turned around and glanced at the dark office, feeling chills in her heart.

Bite the bullet and finally survived to the last word, Du Ruo let out a long breath, and pressed the "print" button, the sound of the printer clicking made this huge and dark space look even more frightening.

"God! It's finally done!"

Du Ruo went to look for Qiao Anming with the plan that he had pieced together and pasted from Google and Baidu.

Qiao Anming's office is very large, occupying the entire top floor. It has been redecorated according to his requirements. The 200-square-meter office only has two colors of black and gray. There is a large and wide desk in the empty space. The sheepskin sofa and a set of small conference tables all have a dark tone that makes the whole space look cold and serious, just like his people.

Du Ruo was in it, reminding her of his museum-like villa again, thinking to herself, does this old man have no interest in life other than work?It's fine if you don't have a smiling face all day long, even the office is as solemn as a funeral parlor!
(End of this chapter)