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Chapter 12

The night is getting darker.

Qiao An closed the newly made plan, which was deepened and improved based on the previous version.

There is no 100% but 95% certainty that I can satisfy that person.

I looked at the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Qiao An lay down on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Mo Kai was different from all the men she had ever met.

He was calm, calm, mature and self-possessed. Faced with her extravagant teasing and provocation, he took it calmly and seemed to adhere to the way of a gentleman.

She admitted that she couldn't understand him.

Qiao An gradually became confused and fell into sleep.

Under the hibiscus tree.

"Second Young Master..."

"Can I?" There was some gushing emotion suppressed in the deep and hoarse voice.

"Yeah." He agreed shyly.

The garden is full of spring scenery.

...

Qiao An opened her eyes suddenly.

Damn it!

The words came true, she dreamed of Mo Kai.

She also slept with him directly? Still outside in the clear sky and in broad daylight!

The spring thoughts are so wild!

Qiao An patted his red face and sat up, only to realize that he was already sweating.

Simply evil!

Food and sex are also human nature, but this was the first time that I was so shameless, and this dream was extremely real.

It's just that Mo Kai in the dream is not as sharp as in reality, and his temperament is more gentle and elegant. He treats her as if he is caring for a treasure with extreme tenderness.

The experience in the dream was simply amazing.

Qiao An shook his head, trying to get rid of the charming images in his mind!

"Buzz-buzz-" The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated wildly.

Qiao An's wandering thoughts were brought back and he grabbed it: "Xiaoya, what's wrong?"

Xiaoya's voice was obviously urgent and panicked, "Sister Qiao, come to the company quickly, something happened!"

Fuyang Company.

Qiao An opened the door to his office amidst everyone's strange looks.

Xiaoya turned her head when she heard the sound, her eyes were red, and she pointed at the end of the desk, "Sister Qiao, her!"

Wu Yao turned around on the revolving chair with her chin raised and her nostrils turned upward.

"Manager Qiao, oh, no, Qiao...Assistant."

Wu Yao's eyes were extremely arrogant and proud. She slowly stood up from the chair, walked around the desk, folded her hands on her chest, and said condescendingly: "I'm sorry, this office will be mine from now on. You

if…"

Qiao An didn't listen to her nonsense, turned around and left, rushing into the office of her boss De Ming.

Dai Ming was flipping through some beauty magazine with a grin on his face. When he saw Qiao An accidentally barging in, he threw the magazine into the drawer in embarrassment and displeasure.

Qiao An glanced at him coldly, "What's going on?"

"You are getting more and more ridiculous. Don't you know who knocked on the door? Also, who do you think you are? Please pay attention to your tone."

"Who am I?" Qiao An snorted coldly and sat down opposite Deming. "I am the person in charge of only eighteen major projects in Fuyang. Does that count?"

Deming stood up from his chair and said, "Yes! You have all the big projects in your hands, and you have such a big appetite that you are not afraid of choking!"

Deming's voice was loud and attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Wu Yao, who was watching the fire at the door, saw how wonderful the situation was and immediately started to stir up trouble: "Manager Qiao, you have indeed pulled many projects for the marketing department in recent years, but you take care of the big projects yourself, and everyone can only follow.

If you eat cold dishes and leftovers, who would be willing to put them aside?"

Qiao An glanced at her condescendingly, "Here, can you do it?"

"Oh, look, do you really think that Fuyang can't survive without you? I just told you that Yaoyao is a friend of Mo Kai of Mo Sheng Group. Huachen came to notify Fuyang early this morning that Fuyang was eliminated in the first round.

Decide."

Qiao An was stunned, and everyone was rustling after hearing some shocking news.

"Did you hear that? Mo Sheng's Mo Kai! Our Fuyang is going to be prosperous? Wu Yao is too awesome!"

"What Wu Yao, you still haven't changed your words, Manager Wu!"

The pride in Wu Yao's eyes almost overflowed.

"You can do whatever you want for other projects, but not Huachen's!" Qiao An said firmly.

The most indispensable thing in the company is people who can adapt to the changing circumstances.

Wu Yao had settled into Qiao An's office early this morning. These old men who have been in the workplace know best where the wind is blowing.

This is naturally the first time to stand in line and show your loyalty.

"Why is she so shameless! Manager Wu is kind enough to help her wipe her butt, but she still doesn't know what to do!"

"That's right, I've been unhappy with her for a long time. To put it nicely, she's been out exploring the market all day long, and she's been doing who knows what."

Qiao An turned around and said, "Shut up!"

Awe-inspiring.

Everyone was so frightened that they actually shut up.

Dai Ming sat back on the chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Qiao An, don't you know about your reputation in Cannes? Are you afraid that others will tell you if you did it?"

In De Ming's mind, Qiao An was very capable and had a wolfish nature at work, but sometimes she was too truthful and very principled, which usually made him angry. But because Fuyang relied on her, he didn't dare to let go of his anger.

But now it's better. With Wu Yao and Mo Kai as her backers, she, Qiao An, is nothing!


Chapter completed!
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