Yan Nian came out of the company and was shocked by the biting cold wind.
The icy coldness from head to toe froze her completely.
The phone rang, and she hurriedly took it out of her pocket. When she saw the caller ID on it, her nose felt sour.
"Hey, Teacher Jiang."
"We'll be there soon. Wait for me on the first floor of the lobby."
The voice on the other end was deep, magnetic, firm, and warm.
Yan Nian sniffed and grinned widely, "I'll go back later today, that guy Ding Baoyi invited me to dinner!"
"..." There was silence on the other end for two seconds.
"Didn't you agree to have dinner with your husband last night?"
"Oh, if I don't eat with you any day, you'll just tolerate it!"
"If you are not trustworthy, your salary will be deducted."
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was strong and childish.
Finally, he seemed to be relieved, and his voice returned to calmness, "Come back tonight to make it up to me, I want to take a mandarin duck bath."
"cut… "
Yan Nian rubbed his nose and sighed inwardly. The more we got along with him, the less serious he became.
Sometimes he is a bit macho and stubborn, but most of the time he is very childish, and sometimes he even acts coquettishly towards her.
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm hanging up the phone. I'm waiting for Ding Baoyi to come over."
"Well, you must call me before six o'clock to pick you up."
"Okay... Got it, then you also remember to eat and feed Yuli dog food."
"kindness."
“…”
hang up the phone.
Yan Nian stopped a taxi and called Ding Baoyi.
If you don't turn to your husband when something goes wrong, you can only turn to your best friend.
Although Ding Baoyi is not married, she has many ideas. Perhaps the authorities are obsessed with seeing things clearly. People living in their own world always have trouble figuring things out, but they see other people's relationships as clearly as a mirror.
Ten minutes later, the taxi arrived at the door of Ding Baoyi's company.
Ding Baoyi swiped her card and left the company, waving her car keys in her hand, wearing big waves, wearing a black uniform, short skirt and thin stockings.
In the depth of winter, when it was minus ten degrees outside, Ding Baoyi was wearing such thin clothes. Yan Nian stood at the door and stared blankly at her walking towards him, feeling cold just by looking at her.
But there is no way.
She knew that Ding Baoyi had nothing to do.
Ding Baoyi has no man to love her, only herself. It is not easy for her to work hard all the way, and she can't help herself in what she does, but in order to survive and climb higher, she has no choice.
"Let's go!"
Ding Baoyi walked up to Yan Nian and casually flipped her long curly hair.
Without saying a word, Yan Nian took off his down jacket and put it on her shoulders.
Ding Baoyi: "What are you doing?"
Yan Nian hugged her shoulders and said, "Let's go, it's so cold and we're still whining!"
"Tsk tsk..."
Ding Baoyi curled her lips.
"I'm not cold, okay!"
"You know how hard you talk, but I still don't understand you?"
Yan Nian glared at her while following her towards the garage.
Those in the sales department generally don't wear much. If you want to socialize, you can't ask for warmth, otherwise there will be no money to be made.
Finally got to the car.
Ding Baoyi's red Volkswagen may be small, but its warmth is valuable.
Turning on the heater, Ding Baoyi handed Yan Nian a cup of hot cocoa to warm her hands.
"I've been so busy these days that I forgot to tell you. I was promoted to minister two days ago."
"Sister Ding is awesome!"
Yan Nian took two sips of hot cocoa and suddenly felt much warmer.
She turned to look at Ding Baoyi again—
"That's not right. Didn't you say before that the quota for promoting ministers in your company is indirectly related to Xu Kuangjie? You betrayed him for the sake of friendship, and the quota will be returned to you?"
(End of chapter)