Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 133 The Clothes Look Good, It Looks...

It was dark.

She and Wenwen are the only two left in the magazine.

Hearing the movement of the chair behind him, Nian Shiqian hurriedly turned around: "Wenwen, if you have time, can we have a good talk?"

Wenwen paused, hesitated for a long time, and finally turned around and looked at Nian Shiqian, with an uncomfortable smile: "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

But this smile made Nian Shiqian a little sad. Although Wenwen was smiling, it didn't bring the distance between them closer, but it seemed to push her further away.

She pursed the corners of her mouth slightly when she read it, and she thought about it carefully later, at the same location and angle, at the same time, if Wenwen could take a photo of Feng Yiche kissing Lan Xinru, would it be possible? I saw her meeting Feng Yiche.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that photo..." When he read it, he hesitated to speak, and didn't know how to ask so it didn't seem strange.

Wenwen curled the corner of her lower lip stiffly, and nodded lightly: "I understand what you mean. Then... let's talk it through today."

When reading, she raised her eyes lightly, a little puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

Wenwen took a deep breath: "Shi Qian, I know I can't compare you to your spirituality, let alone your luck, and you are a top student in the journalism department. Even if you don't do well, the editor-in-chief won't What are you talking about. But I live in another place and I graduated from an ordinary university. Although the company is more advanced than yours, I have not been able to become a regular because of my lack of outstanding performance. Opportunity, I can't miss it again! I am very grateful that you interceded with me in front of the editor and let me go with you, but I... But I don't want to just be your little soldier. This time I am sorry to you, I owe you A favor! It's getting late, I'm going home."

Before Nian Shiqian could speak, Wenwen had strode out of the office.

Looking at Wenwen's back, Qian Qian's mouth became astringent when reading, and he sighed softly:

No need to ask, Wenwen probably didn't know, otherwise, she would definitely question her relationship with Feng Yiche.

After all, for someone like me to know a big man like Feng Yiche, it's definitely not something common and commonplace.

"There are no friends in the workplace, let alone in the same company." It is Zhang Xin.

Nian Shiqian looked at Zhang Xin who suddenly appeared in surprise: "You...you didn't leave?"

Zhang Xin raised his eyebrows: "If I leave, won't I not be able to see this good show? Wenwen is still savvy, knowing that there are only enemies and no friends on the battlefield. You are so naive. If you You feel that you are really out of place, you can choose to resign, and I will be happy to send you back to your ivory tower."

Seeing Zhang Xin's smug expression, Nian Shiqian was so angry that he wanted to drive her away so much, so he did not hesitate to separate her and Wenwen?
"I really don't understand why you have to fight against me? Is it because I blocked your mother-in-law from entering the company?"

When I read it, I couldn't understand it. Although she didn't have such a strong temperament, she was full of stubbornness. The more Zhang Xin tried to use despicable means to drive her away, the less she would compromise.

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhang Xin did not answer Nian Shiqian's question directly, but said: "It's okay to read more and watch less dog blood dramas, and you will understand. Besides, aren't you a top student in the journalism department?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xin cast a glance at her, raised her green eyebrows slightly, turned around with a look of disdain and left: "The clothes look good, and they look real. Remember to turn off the door and the lights when you leave. Fake positivity."

Watching Zhang Xin's arrogant back leave, she sneered slightly when she read it, and didn't take it to heart. She has a more important thing to do...

(End of this chapter)