Evil.

This is Qiao An's state of mind at the moment.

Lan Xin suggested that she go to Switzerland with him. It would be false to say that he was not interested, but as a social worker in the workplace, especially not long after joining Huachen, it was really inappropriate to take a sabbatical and go on vacation.

So she didn't take it to heart.

But unexpectedly, within a few days, she received a notice from Wang He about a business trip to Switzerland.

The leader of the team is Bai Muxue. In addition to Qiao An, she is accompanied by Luna, the director of the planning department, one of whom chewed Qiao An's tongue in the tea room last time.

After all, we are all in Huachen, and it is inevitable to work together if you look up or look down. No matter how big the dispute is, you still have to put on the right appearance.

This woman naturally did not make Qiao An feel strange, but she met Fang Ziyu and Fang Ziling on the same plane.

Even the hotel where we landed was the same, and the driver who picked us up was even the same.

Qiao An always felt that something was wrong.

The car parked in front of the hotel, and the hotel greeter came up to open the door.

The few people who came down stopped at the door, causing people passing by to look sideways.

Bai Muxue stood in the middle, with long straight hair as thick as ink under a black beret, paired with a black cape dress, and carrying Chanel's latest limited edition polka-dot bag. The whole body was based on black, and the red lipstick became the highlight.

A stroke of great retro elegance.

Fang Ziling and Luna beside her were also well-dressed, looking particularly beautiful on the streets of a foreign country.

Even Fang Ziyu, who was lazily following behind, was wearing a casual suit and looked handsome.

Only Qiao An, who is on the far side, has a bare face, a high ponytail tied on the top of her head, wearing a sapphire blue sports suit, canvas shoes, and a small black bag slung diagonally around her waist. She is extremely simple from head to toe.

For a long-distance flight of more than ten hours, Qiao An's principle is comfort.

But she forgot that the more upscale the place, the more people will be judged by their dress.

So when the hotel receptionist asked her to help carry the luggage that couldn't be carried away, Qiao An realized that she was really like the young master's handyman from a rich family.

Qiao An took over the matter of dragging a box without any pretense. Fang Ziling, who was in trouble, could not help but feel ridiculed.

“It is indeed the top hotel in Switzerland. Even the staff are so discerning.”

Bai Muxue glanced at Fang Ziling and shook her head at her with a slight curl of her lips. It seemed like she was naturally telling her to stop talking.

Fang Ziling stuck out her tongue, looking as domineering as ever.

Naturally, Qiao An didn't have the same level of experience as a young lady like this who had been drowned in a honey pot, so she pretended not to hear it.

With a sudden force, the box in Qiao An's hand was cut off and fell into Fang Ziyu's hand.

Fang Ziyu didn't think much about it. He just felt that it was a big deal for a big man to ask a woman to carry a box.

Bai Muxue took a glance and pretended not to notice. Her high heels were beating like drums, and she walked sonorously and powerfully, like a proud black swan.

However, in Fang Ziling's eyes, she only felt that his brother was very confused by the monster Qiao An. It was simply a misfortune for the family!

Fang Ziling threw the passport in her hand to Qiao An and said sideways, "Go and check in, then call us."

Qiao An glanced at this arrogant young lady and twitched the corner of her mouth: "Can't you take care of yourself?"

She has no obligation to pamper her.

Fang Ziling has never met anyone who dared to choke her since she was a child. Only this Qiao An provoked her again and again, and she couldn't help but shout: "Who are you? I ask you to do something because I think highly of you!"


Chapter completed!