President, spoil your wife, please exercise restraint

Chapter 1120 Accompanying the airport pick-up
Chapter 1165 Accompanying the airport pick-up
When Tang Ziqiao returned to his work seat, he found that all the old and new colleagues in the big office were looking at him strangely. Some were curious, some were puzzled, and some were even jealous. On the way downstairs, he still felt that the person he had just signed was looking at him. The decision was a little impulsive, but it was instantly washed away by the vanity rising in my heart.

He felt like he was doing everything with a god-like brilliance now, and he was particularly energetic in packing things.

The old man who led him glanced at his movements of clearing the table, and asked calmly: "Are you getting a full-time job, or have you been promoted?"

Tang Ziqiao was actually just putting things back in their place, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face. He smiled and said: "No, I just thought that I can officially contact new customers to take orders from tomorrow. I feel very happy."

The old man didn't believe it and stared at him for a long time, but couldn't see anything, so he could only curl his lips and look away.

Tang Ziqiao noticed the disdain on her face, and immediately stopped smiling, gritting his teeth and thinking to himself, do you look down on me?One day in the future, when I get along well in front of Mr. Quan, I will look back and see how you curry favor with me!
With this mentality, he quickly made a resignation application with the department manager. Because the manager had the power to directly approve the transfer order, the matter was quickly completed.

Manager Zhang: "You just go and take up the post there, I will transfer your file there, and the salary will be sent to your account at the corresponding time next month."

Tang Ziqiao's face was filled with gratitude: "Thank you, manager."

Manager Zhang patted him on the shoulder and said jokingly: "Follow Mr. Quan well and you may be able to promote me in the future."

Tang Ziqiao: "Definitely."

Manager Zhang: "..." Will he definitely work hard or... will he be promoted in the future?
When Tang Ziqiao left the company after get off work, he felt that his steps were light, but he didn't notice that in a Rolls-Royce parked on the road, Master Quan was sitting in the back seat watching him leave. , showing a weird smile.

Ji Nian was sitting next to her, looking down at the documents in his hand. He accidentally noticed the smile on her face, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?" Looking in the direction she was looking, many people were coming out of the main entrance of the company. It was nothing. abnormal.

Mr. Quan said calmly: "It's nothing."

Chronicle: "Are you leaving?"

Mr. Quan: "I still have to wait for someone."

A few minutes later, Manager Zhang, who she was waiting for, also walked out of the company. It seemed that he had made an appointment with her. When he came out, he searched around, then walked over to this side, bowed at the car door and said, "Mr. Quan. "

Mr. Quan lazily leaned back in his chair and said, "I guess he won't be able to rent a house near the headquarters due to his future salary. In order to let him have no worries, he said that the headquarters would allow him to continue to live in the dormitory area here and take the bus every day." Just take the bus to work, and the rent of 500 will be deducted from your salary."

Manager Zhang: "Yes, I will contact you later."

Mr. Quan immediately asked him to contact him if he had anything to do, and motioned for him to leave.

Ji Nian saw her raising the car window with excitement on her face and frowned: "Who is the 'him' you are talking about?"

Mr. Quan curled his lips, held his chin with his hand, and smiled evilly, "A person who has made me miss you for a month~"

Ji Nian's expression changed, and the documents in his hands were crumpled.

He stared intently at Master Quan's smiling and handsome face, and a sour fire arose in his heart.

Mr. Quan turned to look at him, clicked his tongue, and said, "What's your expression... By the way, I found myself a new assistant."

Chronicle: "...looking for you again? You already have three assistants. Isn’t that enough?"

Mr. Quan snorted and said, "Mr. Han has four. My worth is no worse than his, why can't I have one more?"

Ji Nian was speechless, "Can this be compared?"

Mr. Quan: “It’s just a competition!”

Chronology: "...Male or female?"

Mr. Quan: "Male."

Chronicle: "..."

Mr. Quan: "Tsk...why do you have this expression again?"

Ji Nian turned around and said coldly: "Nothing."

Mr. Quan: "...It's inexplicable. Old Zheng, drive."

The driver responded and the Rolls-Royce slowly drove away.

~

Tang Ziqiao went to the group headquarters to report the next day. After the reporting procedures were completed, he followed the instructions and went to the 25th floor of the building.

Someone who claimed to be Mr. Quan’s assistant led him to a copy machine, gave him the information in his hand and said, “I’m very busy now. You can make 3 copies of this information, bind them, and send them to Mr. Quan together. If you ask him if he has any instructions, go to the assistant's room and wait."

Tang Ziqiao said hurriedly: "Okay."

The copy went smoothly. There were tools like staplers next to him. He made a copy first. When he was about to bind it, a person suddenly came out from beside him and said, "Let me copy first."

As he spoke, he pushed all his information to the side. Tang Ziqiao suddenly started to scramble, protecting one side and the other. He was also a little angry, and said: "You...why are you so unreasonable? It's obviously me. I’m using it first…”

The man glanced at him and said, "Who are you? People from other floors come here to use the copy machine?"

Tang Ziqiao said: "I am Mr. Quan's new assistant!"

I thought that this would make the other party afraid, but in the end, the other party just said a faint "Oh" and did not respond, and continued to copy his documents slowly.

Tang Ziqiao didn't know his identity. Judging from the fact that he was wearing a suit and tie, he should be at least a senior white-collar worker. He didn't dare to choke too much, so he had to endure it.

After the other party finished making copies and left after a few minutes, he continued his work in frustration.

Finally, I made the copy, then followed the instructions to the president's office, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Tang Ziqiao opened the door and went in. There was not only Mr. Quan, but four other people sitting on the sofa. They seemed to be talking about something. When he came in, they all turned to look at him.

Tang Ziqiao became nervous and quickly lowered his head and said to Mr. Quan behind the desk: "Mr. Quan, Assistant Song asked me to copy this for you..."

Mr. Quan: "Distribute it to these few."

Tang Ziqiao responded and immediately handed out a total of 4 documents in his hand.

Mr. Quan knocked on the table and said displeasedly: "Why don't I have one?"

Tang Ziqiao was stunned. Assistant Song only asked him to make 3 copies.

"I--"

"If you don't want to listen to the explanation, go and make another copy!" Mr. Quan said with a slightly sullen face.

Tang Ziqiao was embarrassed. He didn't have a copy in his hand, so he could only say to one of the people on the sofa calmly: "Sorry, I'll take it to make a copy..."

When I got it and exited, I was sweating.

Fortunately, Mr. Quan didn't pay much attention to him when he was doing business. He asked him to pour tea and then sent him to the assistant's office.

When Tang Ziqiao came to the assistant room, he found out that the person who had just snatched the copy machine from him was also one of Mr. Quan's assistants. He was glad that he had not had a conflict with him just now, otherwise he would have to wear small shoes in the future!
He sat at a new table in the assistant room and packed his things. During this period, he changed tea for the president's office. Basically, it was the odd jobs assigned to him by the other three assistants, including copying, printing, delivering documents, and ordering their lunch boxes at noon. some type of.

Tang Ziqiao did all these things in his previous company, and knowing that he was now a new assistant, he endured all of them.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Assistant Song's internal line rang. It was President Quan. After she answered the call, she said to Tang Ziqiao: "President Quan asked you to come to his office."

Tang Ziqiao knocked on the door and went in.

Mr. Quan is sitting on a chair looking at the computer, and Ji Nian is standing next to him. Tang Ziqiao and Ji Nian have met several times today, but they still don’t know who he is. Seeing how close he is to Mr. Quan, is he also an assistant?
Then he secretly denied that none of the assistants in the assistant room stood next to Mr. Quan so intimately, and judging from his look and clothes, he was probably a senior executive.

Tang Ziqiao stood by the door and said, "Mr. Quan, do you have any instructions?"

Mr. Quan: "I'm going to pick up a friend at the airport. You go with me. We'll leave in 5 minutes."

Tang Ziqiao was a little surprised. He just came to work today and he was asked to accompany him to pick up his friends?If they are friends and not guests, that means the relationship is personal. Does he need to go?
But he didn't say anything. He only said respectfully: "Okay, Mr. Quan, do you need to prepare anything?"

Mr. Quan looked at him and suddenly smiled, "No need, just follow me."

"Ok."

Tang Ziqiao was about to go out when he suddenly found that the man named Ji Nian was looking at him thoughtfully, and he suddenly felt frightened.

What does this look... mean?
He quickly exited.

Ji Nian looked at Tang Ziqiao leaving, turned his head and asked Master Quan, "Is this your new assistant?"

Mr. Quan turned off the computer and stood up, and responded slowly.

Chronology: "Nothing special."

Mr. Quan put one hand in his pocket and said angrily: "What kind of person is special to you?"

Ji Nian's face softened and he said, "You are like this."

Master Quan: "..."

She looked away silently, and a few strands of hair on her temples hung down, covering the uncomfortable redness on her cheeks. "Let's go, the plane will arrive in an hour." She took the lead and walked outside.

~

45 minutes later, Mr. Quan appeared at the airport with Ji Nian and Tang Ziqiao.

The three of them arrived at the pick-up gate. There were still about ten minutes before the plane arrived. Mr. Quan was wearing a pair of reflective sunglasses and looking down at his mobile phone.

Ji Nian stood next to her, and Tang Ziqiao was two steps behind them.

Ji Nian looked at Mr. Quan and said disapprovingly: "Don't look at your phone while wearing sunglasses, it's not good for your eyes."

Mr. Quan frowned, "It's so annoying to be like my mother!" He took off his sunglasses and put them in his breast pocket.

Ji Nian smiled and said softly: "You just need someone to take care of you."

Master Quan: "..."

Her slender fingertips trembled, and she suddenly couldn't stand the stock information on her phone anymore. She simply quit and put it away, muttering "fuck" silently, and turned her head away.

Tang Ziqiao didn't know who they were coming to pick up, and he didn't dare to ask. In fact, he and Mr. Quan didn't dare to say anything unnecessary, so he consciously took two steps back.

Ten minutes later, the announcement sounded that flight XX had arrived, and Mr. Quan raised his head and looked toward the exit.

After a while, Tang Ziqiao saw Mr. Quan raising his hand and waving over there, "This way!"

He also looked over, and the next moment, his body suddenly froze, feeling as cold as falling into an ice cave.

Han...Han...Han Linjun?

(End of this chapter)