The daughter of a thief: the CEO's darling

An Qian finally accepted the job, isn't she just a man of no quality, she is not afraid.

The manager of the personnel department personally led An Qian to the secretary department.

As soon as they came, they whispered constantly.

"Look at the manager of the personnel department who brought it in person. How big is the backstage?"

"The only ones who can enter here are those who are capable, and it is a vase like her. How can they get in without relying on relationships."

"I don't know who her backstage is. Whoever has such a big face will let the manager of the HR department personally lead her up."

"It's better to be careful in the future, don't offend any great god, and we won't have any good fruit to eat then."

'"You are really afraid. No matter how big the backstage is, what is the difference between the president and us? If you have no ability, you will still be fired."

"That's right, the president hates this kind of relationship-based thing the most."

Although the voice was very small, the sound reached An Qian's ears, and she couldn't help but secretly cursed in her heart: "I still hate people who rely on relationships. Why is this man so inconsistent."

"Qiao Rui, Miss An will be handed over to you." The HR manager handed An Qian over to Qiao Rui, the secretary-general.

amount……

An Qian was still a little puzzled. She didn't expect the secretary-general to be a man. Looking around, there were all women, and this was the only man. This was the director of the Women's Federation.

Where there are women, there are many things. This man can lead such a large group of women, which shows that his ability is extraordinary.

"Hello, my name is Qiao Rui. Let me show you the environment and work rules." Qiao Rui is a typical activist.

An Qian nodded: "Thank you!"

"An Qian, right? Have you ever worked as a secretary before?" Qiao Rui asked.

"no!"

"Do you have work experience?"

"no!"

"Which university is that from?"

"I studied in a university in the United States, but I was expelled from the school after all." An Qian said frankly.

Qiao Rui looked at An Qian in surprise, with a surprised expression on her face. She has no experience, not even a university. After all, how could such a person be assigned to the president's secretary department?

Even if there is a relationship, they should be assigned to some unimportant positions. What's the matter?

"What? Is there a problem?" An Qian looked at Qiao Rui.

Jory recovered: "Oh, no."

"This is your desk, and you will be responsible for some printing and finishing work in the future." Qiao Rui led An Qian to the desk in the corner.

Right now, he can only arrange in this way. He still doesn't know about An Qian's strength, but he dare not put her in a conspicuous position rashly, and he doesn't dare to explain some important things to her at work. It is better for him to recite it with caution.

An Qian naturally understands, but that's fine too, it's better not to deal with Leng Feiye, that's better.

Under Qiao Rui's arrangement, the people in the secretary department didn't take An Qian seriously. If it was really introduced by some important person, Qiao Rui wouldn't dare not take it seriously, so it's just normal.

"An Qian, make a photocopy of this for me, there are ten copies in total."

"An Qian, help me sort out this one, I need it for the president's meeting this afternoon."

"An Qian, print out [-] copies of this for me, both front and back."

"An Qian, and I also want fifty copies, just help me sort out the order."

An Qian looked at the information, and now she is one head and two older.

Nima is using her as a servant, there is no way, who told me to accept this job on the spur of the moment, let's do it.

After a busy day, An Qian felt that she had lost her way, but fortunately, she did not meet Leng Feiye.

I saw him come out of the office in the afternoon, but he didn't notice An Qian, and An Qian avoided him on purpose, so Leng Feiye didn't know that An Qian came to the big world.

After the meeting was over, Leng Yichen walked over and whispered in Leng Feiye's ear, "How about it, bro, did you work harder today?"

For Leng Yichen's inexplicable question, Leng Feiye simply didn't bother to respond.

Leng Yichen continued with a smirk: "Brother, you have to thank me, tell me, how can you thank me, a younger brother who is worried about my elder brother?"

"Did you take the wrong medicine again, or did you forget to take it?" Leng Feiye responded coldly, he had long been used to Leng Yichen's abnormality.

"Brother, can we stop pretending to be cold?" Leng Yichen was dissatisfied.

Leng Feiye glanced at him, shook his head helplessly, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

After a busy day, An Qian felt bad when she returned home.

"Rong, get me a glass of water." An Qian moaned weakly.

An Rong poured a glass of water and walked over, handed it to An Qian: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Did you fight with someone?"

An Qian drank a glass of water in one gulp: "Well, it's more tiring than fighting."

An Rong said worriedly: "Sister, this place is no better than America, don't cause trouble, you will get involved too much."

An Qian rolled her eyes at An Rong, and said angrily, "Rong, I'm a sister, can you always talk to me in a tone that lectures me, am I such a disrespectful person?"

An Rong nodded, it wasn't that she didn't know how to measure, but she didn't know how to measure at all.

An Qian: "..."

This is simply too frustrating, and this sister is also a failure.

"Sister, what are you doing?" An Rong asked, she was really worried.

"Rong, are you Yu Yu's memory? I applied for the job." An Qian was speechless to a somewhat silly and sweet sister.

An Rong said aggrievedly: "I thought you were joking with me, but you really went."

"En!" An Qian nodded with a look of lovelessness.

"Did Leng Feiye bully you?" An Rong looked at An Qian who had been ravaged.

"Basically, I was raped by a group of his women." An Qian said weakly.

"Women? Or a group?" An Rong couldn't understand: "Sister, you met his girlfriend? Did you know about your relationship with Leng Feiye, and then made things difficult for you?"

"Hehe!" An Qian laughed dryly: "Rong, you have a big brain."

"By the way, how is your work? Is someone making things difficult for you?" An Qian changed the subject, she didn't want An Rong to laugh at her, and was bullied on the first day of work.

An Rong smiled: "Fortunately, no one made it difficult for me, and the work is relatively easy and I can handle it."

Now An Qian felt even more hopeless, why was there such a big difference?

cold house
Everyone has gathered in the south courtyard now, Leng Feiye and Leng Yichen looked at Leng Xiangrong lying on the bed with a haggard face, feeling very uncomfortable.

The doctor is examining Leng Xiangrong.

Li Cuilian stood by, unable to see any emotions or expressions.

After a detailed examination, the doctor walked up to Leng Feiye and said regretfully, "Eldest Young Master, Master, this is a heart disease, and it needs to be treated with heart medicine."

Leng Feiye understood the meaning of the doctor's words, and nodded: "Dr. Mo, thank you for your hard work."

Dr. Mo shook his head, feeling apologetic for his poor medical skills.

"Master also needs to rest now, don't let too many people disturb you." Dr. Mo instructed.

"En!" Leng Feiye nodded.

After Dr. Mo left, Leng Feiye, Leng Yichen and Li Cuilian also withdrew.

"Brother, Dad has always wanted to meet that mafia blood eagle. This has been in his heart for many years. Why don't you find a way to let them meet?" Leng Yichen said.

Li Cuilian smiled lightly: "If the old ghost doesn't want to show up, what can you do?"

Leng Feiye said weakly: "Yeah, it's not like I haven't sent someone to look for Dad since he fell ill, but...you know, there is no news."

"I know someone who can find the blood eagle." Leng Yichen shouted.

Leng Feiye frowned slightly, he knew who Leng Yichen was talking about.

Li Cuilian looked at Leng Yichen suspiciously: "Who can find the old ghost?"

Leng Yichen smiled: "Mom, don't worry about it, brother and I will do this."

After speaking, Leng Yichen pulled Leng Feiye away.

After leaving the South Courtyard, Leng Feiye shook off Leng Yichen, and said coldly, "I know what you mean, she might not be able to help with this."

The corner of Leng Yichen's mouth flickered with cunning: "Brother, if you come forward, she will definitely help."

"I don't know where she is now." Leng Feiye said angrily.

This woman was too ignorant to run away.

Forehead…….
It turns out that they haven't met yet.

Leng Yichen, who was stunned for a moment, smiled: "Don't worry, you will see her soon."

Seeing Leng Yichen's confident expression, Leng Feiye frowned.

"What did you do again?" Leng Feiye had a strong premonition that Leng Yichen must have done something bad again.

Leng Yichen straightened his tone: "Cough, no, absolutely nothing."

Leng Feiye glanced at him, but didn't bother to talk to him, now his thoughts are all on his father, and he doesn't know how to make him get better soon.

Li Cuilian walked into the bedroom, looked at Leng Xiangrong who was lying on the bed, and walked over slowly, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth: "Aren't you obsessed with the old ghost, are you unable to forget An Xiao or Gu Xiaonian?"

Leng Xiangrong on the bed didn't speak, but his guilt could be seen from the expression on his face.

Li Cuilian smiled softly: "Aren't you always worried that I will fall in love with the old ghost? Then let me tell you, I have fallen in love with the old ghost since you started to be suspicious of me. You are doomed to fail emotionally." Or, Gu Xiaonian died for you, and An Xiao also died for you, do you think the old ghost will forgive you?"

Tears rolled down Leng Xiangrong's eyes.

At this time, a tear also rolled down the corner of Li Cuilian's eyes.

"Look at you, the great image of your father is deceiving your son. You said that if Leng Feiye knew that his mother was killed by you, do you think he would still treat you like this? You said that if Yichen knew you How did he treat his mother, do you think he will call you dad?" Li Cuilian expressed all the grievances in her heart, which had been accumulated in her heart for many years, and she has been holding back to this day.

"I'm sorry!" Leng Xiangrong said choked up.

Li Cuilian smiled sarcastically: "I'm sorry? Can a word of sorry make up for the harm you have caused me over the years?"

Leng Xiangrong closed his eyes, he knew that even if he died a hundred times now, it would not be able to make up for the mistakes he made.