Tang An satisfied you and patted Nangong Jin's round belly, feeling full and ready to sleep.
I don’t know if I have enough time to take a nap, so I might as well forget it, the sofa is not comfortable at all.
Tang An and Zhang Ming returned home.
"Zhang Ming, what kind of jobs have you had before?" Tang An asked Zhang Ming, who was driving, out of the blue.
"Boss, I have something on my resume. I once worked in the secretarial department of Tang Group."
"Ah, you were sent by my brother."
"Not just me, your life assistant is also an undercover agent sent by Boss Tang." Zhang Ming gave Tang An another piece of bombshell news.
Okay, okay, that’s great. I’ll be friends with you, but you’re playing tricks on me.
"Who else is there?" Tang An was a little downcast. To be honest, he thought he could make a career without relying on his family. In the end, it was all thanks to his family's help, but it should be said that with help, the road would be really easy. many.
"Except for your artists and small staff, half of the people with higher positions were transferred from the group by Boss Tang." Zhang Ming thought for a while and decided to tell the truth.
That’s great, Ma Dan. Tang An's heart was filled with tears.
"Why didn't my brother give me his special assistant?"
"That's enough. Boss, do you want to hear the truth?" Wang Ming, who was waiting at the red light, turned around and glanced at Tang An.
"Stop talking, let me cry by myself." Tang An had already anticipated what Zhang Ming was going to say.
Tang An stepped into the company and returned to the office just to start work.
The king of extreme card points, yeah!
Tang An started to deal with the work at hand. He finished it quickly and got off work early in the evening to have dinner.
Although Tang An has been jumping back and forth between hard work and failure at work, finally today, Xiao Tang no longer has to work overtime and the work was successfully completed.
Tang An let out a long sigh of relief, hey, hey, why should we be afraid of such a small job?
"Xiao Zhang, let's go to Shen's Group." Tang An was in high spirits as he got in the car, and he couldn't get enough of the free dinner.
Along the way, Tang An's earphones kept repeating the miracle again.
He wants to be a man of light.
A new storm has emerged
How can we stand still
Travel through time and space and do your best
I will come to you
. . . .
"The boss is here." Zhang Ming got out of the car and opened the door for his boss.
Tang An's long legs stepped out of the car door. Do you think he was wearing a suit?
If you think so, you are totally wrong.
Tang An wore a pure white sweatshirt, simple black sweatpants, and a pair of sneakers with the same micro-breakdown cover as those of a men's college. It cannot be said that, after all, Tang An just graduated from a men's college.
Tang An walked leisurely to the front desk alone.
"Beauty, I'm looking for your Mr. Shen to make an appointment. He made an appointment with me."
When the young lady at the front desk saw Tang An approaching, her eyes were filled with stars, ahhhhhhhhhhhh he is so handsome.
"Okay, please wait a moment." The girl at the front desk blushed twice.
"Okay, please." The young lady who hung up the phone said to Tang An respectfully. This is the boss lady, what should I do if I like her more?
Tang An nodded, and like a magic trick, he took out a rose and handed it to the young lady at the front desk, "Beauty, I wish you a happy Valentine's Day night." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !
I really want to compete with the boss for people! ! ! ! !
Tang An stepped onto the CEO's dedicated elevator. It was too luxurious.
Although his company has three elevators, none of them are exclusive to the president. Sure enough, his qualifications are not high enough.
Tang An arrived at the 18th floor of the president's exclusive floor. Look at it, this is the configuration of a domineering president.
The indifferent CEO woke up from his 50-square-meter Simmons bed and looked down at the flow of people in the 800-square-meter CEO's office on the 18th floor every day. He shook his 82-year-old Lafite in his hand and sighed, "It's dawn, it's time for the Wang family to go bankrupt." .”
Look at others, then look at us, we are just the bosses who work overtime every day, maybe we are still the bosses.
Shen Xing'an came to pick up Tang An in person. Look at Mr. Tang's treatment.
"When will our Mr. Shen, who has so many things to do every day, get off work?" Tang An followed Shen Xingan into Mr. Shen's office.
Look at this office, tsk tsk tsk, it’s so irritating to see how many people there are.
Tang An is like that Grandma Liu. When she enters the Grand View Garden, she still needs Mr. Shen. Tang An can roll around on the leather sofa. , can this sofa be mine?
It's so extravagant. Even my brother is not so extravagant. This is what he calls a true tyrant.
"What, do you like it?" Shen Xing'an asked when he saw that Tang An had been looking at his leather sofa, with a doting look on his face that he had never noticed, as if you said you liked it and I would give it to you right away.
Although Mr. Shen is really capable.
"No, you should work quickly, I'm starving to death." Tang An leaned on the sofa, not caring about his image like he did in his office. We have to pay attention to our image in front of outsiders, especially in front of people we have a good impression of.
Tang An was playing Xiaoxiaoluo on his mobile phone, and Shen Xingan was playing Xiaoxiaoluo with files on his desk.
About an hour later, Mr. Shen finally finished his work. He looked at Tang An, who was playing with his game with a serious expression, and a smile appeared on his face.
This will probably mean the years are quiet.
"Mr. Shen, are you done?" When Tang An heard no sound from the other side, he raised his head and saw Shen Xing'an who was in a daze at him.
"Well, let's go and eat." Shen Xing'an stood up and picked up his suit jacket from the back of the chair.
Tang An put his phone away, put it in his pocket and walked side by side with Shen Xingan.
"Why aren't you wearing a suit?" Shen Xing'an would have thought that this child would choose to wear a suit.
"No, I rarely wear it. Except for important occasions, I can't get used to it." Tang An didn't know why. Anyway, he was the boss, so he could do whatever he felt comfortable with.
"Yes." Shen Xing'an nodded. Tang An is a more casual person and is no longer as afraid of people as he was in the past few years. But, with people like his sister-in-law, if he is still afraid of people, then Lan Shu's life will be in vain these years. .
Tang An's cell phone kept vibrating, and Shen Xing'an looked at Tang An frequently.
"Do you want to check your phone?" Shen Xingan asked tentatively.
"No, my sister-in-law is showing off her affection." Tang An is used to it. Every 520 and 521, Valentine's Day, Chinese Valentine's Day, wedding anniversaries, and each other's birthdays, they will find excuses to go out and send a bunch of affectionate messages. Give him a picture, he's used to it, he's used to it. . . fart. . . Ah, equality hates every couple who shows affection.
Shen Xing'an looked at Tang An's angry expression and suppressed a smile, "Then do you agree to my promise? We can also show off."
Tang An looked like he could still be like this, and then shook his head, "I told Mr. Shen, let's meet at the top."
Shen Xingan nodded, then opened the passenger door, "Prince, please get in."
Tang An looked at Shen Xingan in shock. It turned out that he also surfed the Internet.
Not bad, little Shenzi.