First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Ou Jinchuan, who likes him, found that Song Qianyan didn't pay attention to his words, but walked straight into the room with his head down, and his anger grew a little more.

Song Qianyan had just returned to the room and was about to close the door when a powerful big hand tightly grasped her white wrist. Ou Jinchuan's face was cloudy and rainy, and it felt as if it would explode at any moment, Song Qianyan felt a little nervous.

"Let me ask you, did you go to see Han Mushi today?" Ou Jinchuan lowered his voice, stared into Song Qianyan's eyes, and said word by word.

Song Qianyan was a little overwhelmed by Ou Jinchuan's look, he lowered his head and didn't know how to answer.

"Raise your head and answer me." Ou Jinchuan couldn't control his emotions, his hoarse voice echoed in the quiet room.

Song Qianyan met his gaze and said, "Did I do something wrong?"

Originally, Ou Jinchuan just listened to an explanation, but he didn't expect Song Qianyan to ask such a rhetorical question. He didn't know how to answer for a while, so he let go of Song Qianyan's wrist.

"Ou Jinchuan, Han Mushi and I are just friends, how many times have I explained this to you?"

"It's just a friend, he sent you flowers?" Ou Jinchuan said with a sneer.

"That's just..." Song Qianyan wanted to explain something, and Ou Jinchuan interrupted her without waiting for Song Qianyan to speak: "If they were just friends, they shouldn't be so happy to accept that bouquet of flowers."

When Ou Jinchuan saw Song Qianyan's happy smile on the camera, his heart ached. He had lived with him for so long, and he hadn't seen her smile so brightly for a long time.

"That's not the case." Song Qianyan saw that Ou Jinchuan was still brooding about what happened last time, and wanted to explain, but Ou Jinchuan left the door directly, leaving behind a back, and slowly walked away.

The next day, when she woke up in the morning, the sun was shining warmly on Song Qianyan's body.

"Ah!" Song Qianyan suddenly woke up from his sleep after feeling the baptism of the sun. There were still traces of tears on the pillow. He didn't know what time he fell asleep last night. He was confused and forgot to set the alarm clock. Two 10 minutes.

I tidied myself in a hurry, looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes were red and swollen, my face was haggard, and I didn't have any extra time to take care of it, so I had to rush to the company with my bag.

Because the time was too short, even if he ran to the company, he was still a few minutes late. Song Qianyan walked in and found Ou Jinchuan talking in the office.

"I'm sorry." Song Qianyan knew that it would be impolite for him to interrupt suddenly, so he bowed his head first to admit his mistake.

Ou Jinchuan frowned and looked at the woman in front of him, and asked seriously: "Could it be that all the mistakes in this world can be solved with the three words 'sorry'?"

Song Qianyan didn't want to quarrel with him in front of so many people, so he stood still without speaking.

"Mr. Ou, don't be angry, come have a cup of tea first and take a rest."

When everyone in the office held their breath and waited for a storm to come, Li Qi suddenly walked up to Ou Jinchuan with a cup of tea, and deliberately leaned his body against Ou Jinchuan's.

"It's still your thoughtfulness." Seeing Li Qi bring tea, Ou Jinchuan, who was originally dark-faced, suddenly became clear.

"Come with me to the office. I'll give you the task. You can tell them." After finishing speaking, he left.

After Li Qi heard it, his smile became brighter, and he hurriedly said, "Got it, Mr. Ou."

After seeing Ou Jinchuan gone, everyone mentioned that the heart in the throat was finally back on track and began to function normally.

"Oh my God, Mr. Ou was so scary just now. I haven't seen Mr. Ou look so scary in the company for so long." Song Qianyan also returned to his seat after Ou Jinchuan left, and a colleague next to him leaned in front of Song Qianyan Said.

Song Qianyan could only smile to express his helplessness.

"However, I think Secretary Fang seems to have a really good relationship with the president. As soon as she went up to persuade him, the president stopped being angry immediately." Another colleague also began to express his opinion on the matter just now.

"Song Qianyan." Before Song Qianyan had time to recover, she heard someone calling her.

Looking towards the sound, Fang Qi appeared in front of her with the attitude of a winner.

"Secretary Fang, what's the matter?" Song Qianyan knew that there must be nothing good when he saw Fang Qi appearing in front of him like this.

"You are late today, according to the company's regulations, there will be some punishment." Fang Qi's mouth curled into an unpredictable smile.

Song Qianyan knew that he was at fault for being late, so he couldn't refute anything, so he could only listen silently.

"The materials in the archive room are all old. In the past few days, you should copy the materials in the archive room again, and then destroy all the old materials." After Fang Qi gave the order, he glanced at it and still looked down. Song Qianyan, who was at the head, sneered in his heart, it's just a dream to want to be Mrs. Ou just because of you.

Seeing the back of Fang Qi going away, Song Qianyan slumped on the swivel chair, and the colleagues around him came over and said, "I have been in the company for so long, and I have never heard of being punished like this for being late."

"Who knows?" Song Qianyan pouted.

"She must have done this to you in order to gain benefits in front of Mr. Ou." The colleagues around him complained about Song Qianyan's matter.

"Who told her to be above me? There's nothing I can do about it." Song Qianyan looked innocent.

"However, there are really a lot of materials there, and two days are definitely not enough to re-copy and destroy them."

Song Qianyan didn't take this sentence to heart at first. When she walked into the archives room, there were piles of materials piled up in the huge room. It should take a week to process the copier without any problems. finish it.

After sighing helplessly, he could only pick up a stack of documents and started working.

Looking at Song Qianyan on the monitor in the office, Ou Jinchuan was expressionless. Many times he clearly wanted to protect this woman, but he hurt her time and time again.

"Mr. Ou." A soft voice came from the office door, looking for the reputation, Fang Qi walked in wearing a deep V suspender skirt and stepping on ten centimeter high heels.

"Secretary Fang has become more and more aware of proportions recently. I haven't agreed with you to come in yet."

Hearing Ou Jinchuan's words, Fang Qi took back the steps he had just stepped out, then returned to the door, cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Ou, may I come in?"

"come in."

After getting Ou Jinchuan's answer, Fang Qi walked in again, walked to Ou Jinchuan's side, and leaned his whole body over.

"Secretary Fang, what are you doing? You have nothing to do with work when you come to me, so please leave first." Ou Jinchuan looked at Fang Qi who was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help frowning.

Fang Qi didn't seem to be aware of Ou Jinchuan's change, leaned himself up, and said in an extremely charming voice: "Mr. Ou, I understand when you asked me to come here before."

"Didn't I send you the content by email?" Ou Jinchuan lowered his voice, as low as thunder before a storm.

"Mr. Ou." Hearing the change in Ou Jinchuan's voice, Fang Qi raised his calmly dressed face, only to realize that Ou Jinchuan's face was already covered with dark clouds.

"Do you want me to throw you off me personally?" Ou Jinchuan glanced at Fang Qi who was still on him, and said coldly.

Fang Qi got up from Ou Jinchuan awkwardly, tidied himself up, and prepared to go out.

"Wait a moment."

The sudden appearance of Ou Jinchuan's voice made Fang Qi think that he had changed his mind, and turned around excitedly again.

"Secretary Fang has been in the company for too long, and I'm afraid she has forgotten the dress requirements in the company." Ou Jinchuan stepped forward and looked her up and down.

Fang Qi blushed when he heard Ou Jinchuan's words.

"Okay, there is nothing else, you can go down." Ou Jinchuan waved to Fang Qi, indicating that she could leave.

Stepping on ten centimeter high heels, Fang Qi walked out of Ou Jinchuan's office. It must be because of that little bitch Song Qianyan. Thinking of this, Fang Qi's palm unconsciously clenched into a fist.

Song Qianyan was very busy in the archives room, holding a large box of files to the photocopying place, but because he couldn't see clearly, he bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Song Qianyan apologized quickly.

"Did you only say sorry recently?" Song Qianyan immediately heard the sarcastic voice of the person who was bumped into, and Fang Qi stood in front of her.

"Secretary Fang, I'm really sorry, didn't I want to finish it quickly?" Song Qianyan didn't want to communicate with her too much, so he had to back down.

Fang Qi didn't seem to intend to let Song Qianyan go so easily. He was a thorn in his side, and now he is still hindering his relationship with Mr. Ou.

"Song Qianyan, after you finish these files, remember to check with the electronic version on the computer." Fang Qi said lightly.

"Secretary Fang, if I'm not mistaken, these are all from the past few years, and they were bound by the checked dishes."

"What do you know as a newcomer? This is a very important document of our company. If there is a transaction a few years ago that is still going wrong, can you be responsible?" Fang Qi knew in his heart that these documents were no longer available. It's important, it's just a pretense to punish her.

Song Qianyan couldn't shirk it when he heard what Fang Qi said, so he had to accept this arrangement, but the company had so many documents over the years, and he didn't know when it would take to check them.

It was already 7 o'clock in the evening when Song Qianyan returned to the archives room, and most of the people in the company had left. They had been busy copying and checking from morning to now, and had no time to eat at all, and their stomach let out a loud growl .

"What should I do with so many documents?" Song Qianyan stared at the untouched documents, not knowing what to do.

"Qianyan, are you in there?" Just as Song Qianyan was looking at a large pile of documents and had no clue, he heard Han Mushi's voice.