Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

"Well, it means that as long as we are not in the section chief's office, we can do whatever we want." Rong Qian put his hands in his trouser pockets, smiling rather scornfully: "Why? I'm not welcome?"

Ann had a funny and dry expression, and the unwelcome in his eyes couldn't be more obvious. If he couldn't see it anymore, it would only prove that there was a problem with his brain.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" She didn't bother to answer his question, but asked with a bad face.

She has this temper, and has never given him a good face in the United States in three years.

Even if he had already picked up the words the last time he came here, and even confessed directly, she also didn't look good to him, and even after he confessed, he didn't even answer his phone at all.

Rong Qian didn't worry, he only raised his eyebrows and glanced at the office door behind her. The section chief was about to come in. He saw Rong Qian and Gu An inside, and then left silently without going in.

Anhao only noticed Rong Qian's gaze, and subconsciously turned his head and glanced behind him, but saw nothing, and then turned back to see Rong Qian's expression like nothing happened: "You and us are here. Know the section chief on the first floor?"

"I don't know him to let me sit here?" Rong Qian asked back with a sneer, and at the same time glanced at her with a slightly dissatisfied expression: "You don't need to be so serious with your master. It’s just a relative relationship with an old friend of my dad in the United States. I met him when I was a child. I came in by visiting this elder and took a look when I came to see you. He knew my temper and heard me. I went directly to your office and guessed that I should be looking for you for something, so I temporarily gave this place to me to give us a space to talk. You don't need to think too complicated."

"I didn't think it was too complicated. I didn't even have to think about it." An Hao gave him a white look: "You are less narcissistic."

Rong Qian immediately snorted: "If you haven't seen me for more than half a month, don't you miss me a little bit?"

"Miss your sister." An Hao gave him a blank look, then turned around and walked outside the office to take a look. Seeing that the section chief did not come back, this office was left to Rong Qian. It seems that the relationship with the Rong family is indeed different. general.

When I looked back, I saw Rong Qian with both hands in his trouser pockets. He smiled and called a beating: "You think my sister is useless. I am the youngest of our Rong family. If you miss my sister, I will I can help you find it and see when she can return from Africa."

An Hao's mouth twitched. This kid was here to find bad luck for her.

"When do you get off work, go out for a meal." Rong Qian said directly to herself regardless of whether she was willing to answer him.

"Four thirty in the evening." An Hao replied angrily.

"So late?" Rong Qian said impatiently: "Now go and ask your leader for a leave. I won't go to work this afternoon."

"Joke, I won't go to work if you don't let me go to work?" Anhao stared at him contemptuously: "What is the purpose of suddenly coming to City A again? I'm still working time, don't disturb I work, so it’s impossible for me to ask for leave for no reason in the afternoon. Our design department is busy recently. If there is nothing serious about life or death, no leave is allowed."

"With me, who would dare not give you a holiday? Isn't it just asking you to invite you for an afternoon?"

"Not all afternoon. I am the director of the design department. I have the final say on the rules in our office." Anhao looked at him coldly: "And even if I don't go to work today, it doesn't mean I want to eat with you. "

Rong Qian was choked by her, but in the end he laughed angrily.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to get off work." He turned and walked directly back to the desk, seemingly intending to sit on the desk just like that.

Anhao stood in front of the door and saw his bohemian actions, as well as the attitude of not taking the workplace of this government seriously: "Hey, can you pay attention to the image, you treat this as your Rongjia company? Huh? Anyway, you are also the heir of the Rong family business. You usually wear a suit and sit at the table like no one in your company?"

"Who am I to you, do you care about me so much?" Rong Qian gave her a deliberate smile, but changed directions, turned and sat on the black leather sofa aside.

Seeing that he was still acquainted, An Hao didn't answer his words, but after looking at him two more times, he felt that if he stood here again, I guess the young master would think she really meant something to him.

Ai sits here and waits, just sits here and waits. Anyway, the section chief knows him, even if he messes up the office to the ground, it doesn't matter to her.

Anhao walked out directly and continued to work after returning to the office.

When I was working in the afternoon, I almost forgot that Rong Qian was still waiting for her in the section chief's office on this floor. He was too involved in revising the design draft, and even forgot to read the mailbox.

It wasn't until after four o'clock in the afternoon that she got a call from Mo Bai.

"Good, Mr. V has agreed that you will design the interior decoration of his new villa by the sea. You have already contacted, right?"

After a good pause, he opened the mailbox and glanced at the phone while continuing to call, and said, "I have contacted Mr. V. I sent some of my design creativity and style to that Mr. V. He had a reply at noon today. My design style is fairly satisfactory, but he seems to be very busy, and there is no follow-up reply after that."

"Mr. V is really busy." Mo Bai's words stopped short, without revealing too much about Mr. V. He just said: "I have the keys to the villa. You will wait for a while in the government, and I will give it to you right away. In the past, you could find time to go to work and go to the indoor measuring stick in the past few days. As for the specific design situation, you can have a detailed chat with Mr. V. He may not check the mailbox often. If you are afraid to disturb him, you can Send him a cell phone message."

"Okay, I see." Anhao glanced at the time: "It's almost half past four, what time are you there?"

"Immediately, I'm going to the Haitian Building, and I'm passing by your office of government F. You go downstairs now, and I will be there in five minutes."

Anhao hung up the phone, got up and cleaned up, and went out of the office to go downstairs, but suddenly saw Rong Qian walking in this direction from the section chief’s office, obviously because she felt that she was about to get off work, so as not to be alone. He left early to release his pigeons, so he planned to stop her a few minutes earlier.

"Why? I planned to leave before half past four? You are the director of the design department like that? In order to let my pigeons go, you don't even need principles?" Rong Qian sneered as he walked over.