Qin Zhuifeng walked over with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking handsome and unrestrained.
"roll."
Song Qingman said coldly, "Sister, I don't have time to pay attention to you."
Qin Zhuifeng raised his eyebrows, "Do you really want me to go? I don't know where An Zhazhao went."
"What? How could you possibly know?"
Song Qingman stood up straight involuntarily, and at the same time shook the burning cigarette in her hand. The red spot on the cigarette butt was just as annoying as its owner.
"Big stallion, if you dare to lie to me, I'll burn a few holes in your body right away."
"Tsk."
Qin Zhuifeng pushed her hand away without fear, and then turned his hand back, holding Song Qingman's wrist like lightning, and the cigarette she held between her fingers fell in response.
"you!"
Song Qingman glared at him angrily.
Why does this kind of horse move so fast?
"Being so rude the first time you open your mouth," Qin Zhuifeng stomped on the cigarette on the ground and rolled it twice, "It's really not cute."
"Hehe. I can be more ruthless, want to try?"
Song Qingman's voice changed: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, how do you know An Xinning's address in Thailand?"
"It's true that you are stupid."
Qin Zhuifeng snorted, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, deliberately took two puffs before looking at Song Qingman who was jumping in a hurry.
"Although I only heard a few words just now, I have already heard it. Since An Zhazhao is going to deal with the affairs of the Thailand branch, wouldn't it be enough to find the address of the branch?"
Song Qingman was stunned.
Immediately, a look of embarrassment appeared between his brows.
She was flustered just now, and she didn't think of this all of a sudden.
"Thanks."
Although she hates big stallions, she still has proper workplace etiquette. Song Qingman casually said two words to Qin Zhuifeng, and was about to leave for the airport.
"where you go?"
Qin Zhuifeng had sharp eyes and quick hands, and grabbed her arm.
Song Qingman frowned, her eyes slowly shifted from her hand being pulled to Qin Zhuifeng's face, "Let go!"
"That can't be done."
Qin Zhuifeng didn't mind her coldness at all, and the corner of his mouth was swaying, "You are my special assistant now, and it's still working hours. My boss has every right to interfere with your attendance."
"Who said I'm going to be your special assistant?"
Song Qingman cut her voice, "Say no more! Do you think I'm just joking?"
"You think I would like you to stay?"
Qin Zhuifeng took a puff of cigarette helplessly, "Boss said it himself, and asked me to take you to do the project."
He weighed the pros and cons for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that it was better to face a poisonous tongue than to go to the South African branch.
I heard that there is no woman who fits his aesthetics over there. Doesn't that mean that you can't see cute women for many years?
Very bitter.
"I want to listen to what the boss says?"
Song Qingman laughed, "I'm not an employee of Qiyan Group, if you don't let go of the big stallion, I'll beat you up!"
"I'll tell you if you win the fight."
Qin Zhuifeng ignored her resistance, and half-dragged Song Qingman into the office with a little force.
"Poison tongue, you don't want to be gossiped and made fun of by employees on your first day at work, so follow me obediently."
Along the way, employees kept stopping and looked at the two of them in amazement.
Even Song Qingman, who has a strong mind, had to stand up straight and try to save her image under the guidance of wave after wave.
"Meow! Big Stallion, let me go, I will go by myself!"
"Don't let go."
From the beginning to the end, Qin Zhuifeng maintained his handsome smile, and greeted his subordinates with a smile as he walked by.
"Poison Tongue, if you move again, believe it or not, I will carry you into the office in public." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com