Rebirth of the giants: the chief lady is too ferocious

"Oh!" Joan's black eyes turned and his mind turned quickly when he heard this.

"Such a big change?" Joan asked.

"Well, it has changed a lot. If you saw that photo, you would never think that it would be Mr. He." Zhang Hong said.

Qiao An heard Zhang Hong's words and said with a smile, "Hearing what you said, I'm really curious about how big the change has been."

Hearing Qiao An's words, Zhang Hong looked around and said, "Does Designer Qiao want to see it? The photo is in my closet."

Upon hearing this, Joan said, "Then take a look!"

"Come on, I'll take it to Designer Qiao." Zhang Hong said.

"Well, I'll wait here!" Joan said.

"Okay." Zhang Hong replied.

After Zhang Hong left, Qiao An sat in Zhang Hong's parking space.

Joan glanced at the clothes on the parking space, and she picked up the car a few times.

When Zhang Hong came back, she saw Qiao An carting clothes for her.

"Designer Qiao, you walk so well." Zhang Hong praised.

Qiao An smiled and got up, Zhang Hong gave the photo to Qiao An.

Qiao An took it, and Zhang Hong returned to the parking space to start working.

Qiao An didn't look at the photos in a hurry, but said to Zhang Hong, "You just had one, and you didn't go well."

"Hey, I'll take it apart now." Zhang Hong said and went to take off the clothes.

Joan looked at the photo. The person in the photo was exactly the same as in her memory, with a flat nose and a jaw that covered the sky. It was extremely ugly.

Qiao An looked at it for a while, and then returned it to Zhang Hong, "I really didn't expect Mr. He to have a physical defect before."

"Look at Mr. He now, and before, there are almost two people!" Zhang Hong agreed.

Qiao An returned the photo to Zhang Hong and said, "Well, it's nice to be rich, and an ugly duckling can also become a beautiful swan."

"Thanks to Mr. He's aunt's family, otherwise Mr. He must be like me. After working here, how could he live a life like a master." Zhang Hong said casually.

Qiao An smiled, Zhang Hong felt that she was talking too much, and immediately said, "Designer Qiao, I'll just say it casually, don't give it to..." Zhang Hong was afraid that Qiao An would say it.

"Well, don't worry, I'll just listen to it. Even if I tell it, no one will believe that Mr. He was so ugly before." Qiao An said directly.

Zhang Hong laughed when he heard this, and Qiao An smiled, "If you work hard, you will become a top craftsman."

"Hey" Zhang Hong responded.

Joan left, holding the phone tightly in his hand.

Inside is the photo she took just now, showing He Chuxia's ugly appearance.

Joan had to keep this photo well, it was useful for her to keep it.

Joan was walking towards the office when suddenly a gust of fragrant wind blew.

"Anne" He Chuxia stopped Qiao An.

Qiao An looked at He Chuxia who was coming towards him, and stopped.

"Mr. He!" Qiao An looked at He Chuxia and said hello.

He Chuxia looked at Qiao An and asked with concern, "Are you feeling better?"

"Okay!" Joan replied.

He Chuxia nodded, "When I was in Paris, I heard that you fainted, Anne, and it worried me a lot."

"Old problem, anemia." Joan said.

"Oh." He Chuxia looked at Qiao An and said, "Why don't you take a few more days off?"

"These days of rest, there is too much work at hand," Joan said.

After hearing this, He Chuxia said, "Anne, you give the work at hand to Director Park, and then rest."

"No, I can do it." Joan said.

He Chuxia heard this, looked at Qiao An and said, "In Paris, I wanted to visit you in the hospital, but you were not there when I went to the hospital."

"Yes, I was taken back to China by my family." Joan said.

When He Chuxia heard this, he asked in surprise, "Anne, you?"

Qiao An looked at He Chuxia's frightened expression and said, "I am an orphan, but I have adoptive parents."

"Oh!" When He Chuxia heard Qiao An's words, the surprise on his face disappeared.

He Chuxia looked at Qiao An and said, "Anne, your design is ready. When will your designer's design be ready?"

Qiao An heard He Chuxia change the topic to business and said, "Next week."

When He Chuxia heard this, she nodded and said, "Okay, let's discuss it next week."

"Okay." Joan replied.

"You're busy." He Chuxia asked Qiao An to do the work.

Joan left with a smile, and when she returned to the office, she looked at the photos on her phone and smiled.

"The game has begun!" Joan's mouth flashed a bloodthirsty smile.

When I got off work, there was a strong wind.

The wind in autumn is not as violent as the wind in summer, but it is not as gentle as the wind in spring. It belongs to the neutralization of violence and gentleness.

Qiao An wanted to go to the restaurant for dinner, but after thinking about it alone, he thought it was meaningless, so he drove back to Weiyang's apartment.

The weather is bad, Joan drives very carefully.

She is very careful, but others are not necessarily careful when driving.

The car bumped with a "boom", and Qiao An closed his eyes in shock, knowing that the car had rear-ended.

Fortunately, the red light just turned green, and everyone's speed was not fast.

Joan's car hit the car in front, and a man got out of the car in front. Joan lowered the window and said, "This is a serial rear-end collision. You can ask the driver behind. I'll call the insurance company."

The man glanced at Joan and walked towards the car behind.

Joan's car belongs to Bei Sixuan, so she called Bei Sixuan.

When Bei Sixuan heard her say that she was rear-ended, she immediately said to call the insurance company.

Before Qiao An hung up the phone, the man from just now came back again, "Miss, the car behind said that she is only responsible for compensating you, he will not compensate for my car."

When Joan heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked behind.

The car behind is a Porsche, and there are two stylish women sitting in the car.

After hearing what the man said, Joan said something to Bei Sixuan on the other end.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao An glanced at the strong wind outside the window, which tilted the drizzle, and she opened the door and got out of the car.

"Come on, let's talk to her." Joan said.

The man followed Joan, and the two women in the car behind did not get out of the car.

Joan knocked on the window, and the window slowly lowered.

Qiao An saw clearly that the co-pilot inside was the woman she met in the restaurant last time.

Joan was a little surprised. She glanced at the woman nestled in the co-pilot. No one spoke, but the woman in the driver's seat spoke up, "We have something to do, we have to go first. I'll give you a business card, and the insurance company will handle it."

Hearing this, Joan laughed and said, "Your car hit mine, and you were at fault. You have to stay and wait for the traffic police to arrive."

Hearing Joan's words, the other party laughed.

Joan stood in the rain, the rain hit her body and face, she squinted her eyes.

The other party was a little arrogant and said, "Don't worry, I won't rely on your money."

Hearing this, Joan smiled, "Yes, looking at this car, I know that you are not short of money, but the responsibility for this accident is clear."