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Yang Chen is even simpler, with no relatives at all.
Guo Xuehua wanted Yang Chen to go back to Yanjing to visit Yang Gongming, but after calling Yang Gongming to inquire about Yang Gongming's meaning, Yang Gongming sternly refused. The reason is simple, letting Guo Xuehua live with Yang Chen is already challenging Yang Pojun's bottom line. If the two of them returned to Yanjing Yang's house together and were observed by outsiders on such a festive day, it would be an uproar.
Although Yang Gongming recognizes Yang Chen as his grandson, he can't hurt his son Yang Bianjun too much. Yang Bianjun is now single-minded to be in position, and he is a father who doesn't help him at all.
What's more, whether Yang Chen is willing or not is yet to be known, and it will not be good for the relationship to become stale again.
Yang Chen didn't care, he didn't think much about these things. He just asked Huilin and Zhenxiu about relatives whether they need to run, and the two girls shook their heads.
Huilin came here after listening to Master Yun Miao's words. Without Master Yun Miao's instruction, she didn't know where to go.
Zhenxiu is alone. One of her mother's relatives is in South Korea. When her mother eloped with her father, she has lost contact with her. All of the father's people have passed away, so a few distant relatives are not worth mentioning.
Since then, the family does not need to visit any relatives, and directly enters the normal track of work, life and study.
On the first day of the new year, Huilin followed Lin Ruoxi to work as usual, while Yang Chen drove slowly to Yulei Entertainment Company.
Although it is still during the Spring Festival, some of the main department cadres still have to go to work, but you can relax the work rhythm a bit, arrive late and leave early, and close one eye.
Yang Chen came to the office, Shi Shiran sat down on the chair, and there was already a thick stack of papers on the desk. Most of them were about the "Yulei Star" audition that will start in the spring. This is Yulei Entertainment. As the organizer and investor, whether Yulei Entertainment’s senior executives can be recognized by the headquarters depends on whether the battle is beautiful.
Yang Chen didn't worry too much, he brazenly called the woman Christine, it is only strange that Yulei Entertainment is not popular.
After reading the contents of several documents casually, Yang Chen felt that there was nothing to be corrected. In terms of experience, Zhao Teng and Wang Jie knew better than himself. There was no need for him to get into the class. Respect for the chief does not mean that it is good to have to participate in new opinions.
Turning on the computer, Yang Chen went online and contacted Yuan Ye, who was socializing with relatives at home during the New Year. The kid also ran away and went online in the room, so the two happened to play a few games of Warcraft.
It was almost eleven when the office door was knocked.
Yang Chen saw that the time was almost up, so he told Yuan Ye that he was offline, and then let the people outside the door come in.
The one who walked in was Zhao Teng, who was in charge of administrative work. It’s just that this guy’s expression was a little weird today. He seemed to have seen something unusual. He said, "Director Yang, the secretary you are going to interview is already waiting outside. May I let her in now?"
"Secretary? I interviewed?" Yang Chen was stunned. "What do you mean, when did I say that I would interview the secretary?"
Zhao Teng opened his mouth in surprise, "The director did not give that order? But... But the person in the personnel department said that it was the last of the few people you personally selected, the director."
"When did I say that I wanted a secretary? I even forgot where the personnel office was, what did they say nonsense," Yang Chen frowned, thinking that this matter was also strange.
"Anyway, Director, I suggest that you meet the candidate, that lady...not an ordinary person..." Zhao Teng said awkwardly.
Yang Chen thought about it, not afraid of a monster, as if it was coming at him, so he waved his hand, "Let her come in."
Zhao Teng breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly relieved, and went out with a smile to invite the interviewer into the office.
After a while, a beautiful figure wearing a light pink professional skirt walked in from behind the door, her slender and plump legs wrapped in finely patterned black lace stockings, her straight buttocks moved with the rhythm of her footsteps, and her white pink neck was wrapped around her. A lavender silk scarf sets off a tender face of melon seeds, which is especially bright and moving, like a warm winter sun.
"Hiss..." Yang Chen took a breath. This fairy, isn't it the peace of mind that I haven't seen since returning to China!
An Xin closed the door easily, and then winked playfully at Yang Chen, "Hello Director Yang, I am the new secretary, An Xin."
Yang Chen smiled bitterly, "Auntie, grandma, which one are you performing again?"
An Xin spit out her pink tongue, looked at the office left and right, and walked slowly to Yang Chen's side.
"I didn't play any role, I just came to look for a job."
Yang Chen Chong Anxin hooked his finger and motioned her to get closer.
An Xin was puzzled, bent down, her white face approached Yang Chen, and some light-colored lip gloss was applied to her pink lips, which became more beautiful and proud.
Yang Chen stretched out his two fingers, pinched An Xin's Yao Nose, and squeezed it slightly.
"Well!"
An Xin was a little bit painful, frowned and avoided, rubbing her nose and said displeasedly: "Why do you hurt me? Xiao San is also dignified. You are not allowed to bully me!"
"What's the matter with you, aren't you okay to find something for me?" Yang Chen said depressed: "Now your old father has eaten up the assets of the Liu family for seven or eighty-eight. Today's Zhonghai, on the strength of the family. Except for the Yuan family, your home is the strongest. Your dignified jewel in your home, Miss Anxin, don’t enjoy your blessings, do a spa, practice yoga, taste Lafite, run to me as a secretary, you Isn't this trying to push your man to the cusp of the storm, wishing all Zhonghai would know that Lao Tzu hooked you to bed?"
"It's really awkward... It's always fairies, go to bed..." Anxin muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, his face flushed, but it was a little bit proud, "What's the matter, you are gone now? Still say Afraid that your genuine wife is anxious to you?"
Yang Chen coughed twice, "Don't mess around with the subject, to be honest, why are you here?"
An Xin pouted and said: "Just looking for a job, I can't eat and sleep, I can really live like a pig. I originally had a job, but now I was snatched by you and I will give you everything. , I have to stay with you and can’t go far. So, I can’t be a stewardess, so of course I have to find another job. But I don’t want to care about those things at home. I am angry when I see my dad, and The people below will flatter, and I don’t want to work with them. So I’m looking for you."
"Then you can go to other companies, why don't you come to me?" Yang Chen said.
An Xin smiled weirdly, "My dear, don't you know how many men want to climb my rich woman?"
Yang Chen opened his mouth, looking back, and smiled bitterly: "So you opened up the personnel office of our company and asked them to arrange you as the secretary to apply for?"
"Yeah, anyway, be more formal. Of course, in fact, I want to see you more on weekdays. If you don't want me to be a secretary, you are afraid that your imperial lady will get angry, just arrange an errand for me. Sweeping the floor. , Clean the toilet, clean the windows... I can do it all."
Yang Chen looked at An Xin's faint resentment, knowing that it was a pretense, and still couldn't refuse, he couldn't really keep her in a cage like a canary.
From An Xin leaving home to be a stewardess alone, we can see that she likes to be free. To let her stay in Zhonghai obediently is already a great sacrifice for herself, and she can’t be deprived of her work. NS.
After thinking about it, I didn't seem to be refusing to come to work with me at ease. After all, I caught this woman in my hands.
"Can you really be a secretary? Have you done it before?" Yang Chen thought for a while and asked suspiciously.
An Xin nodded earnestly, and said triumphantly: "Don't underestimate me. Although I am not a master of business administration, I am also a pragmatist. I used to dabble in many industries in which we settled. It’s just that I haven’t formally joined the company."
"But the secretary is an auxiliary job, I didn't let you be the president," Yang Chen said.
An Xin smiled slyly, her eyes filled with sparkle, "Dear boss, don't you know if you have a word?"
"What?" Yang Chen wondered.
"As the boss, if you have something, the secretary will do..."
"It's okay, secretary..." Yang Chen swallowed his throat, followed by the second half of the sentence, and then grinned, and looked up and down the attire of the relieved office girl, and took a closer look. It was really a combination of seductiveness and intellectuality. "Secretary Ann, I think your words are very reasonable. It seems that our cooperation in the future will be very pleasant."
"Director, have I passed the interview?" An Xin asked with a chuckle.
"Well, there is one last assessment left," Yang Chen said solemnly.
An Xin blinked, "What?"
"Practice gives you real knowledge, Secretary An, let's simulate the theme of future work," Yang Chen said, stepping forward and directly embracing An Xin's soft body into his arms.
An Xin screamed, and her fragrant body just fell horizontally on Yang Chen's thigh. The towering chest was immediately covered with a haunting big hand, which immediately made An Xin Xiafei both charming and charming.
"I'm going to play in the office so soon, the director is really anxious," An Xin whispered, panting, but a little emotional. I haven't seen my beloved man for many days. I dreamed back at night and thought of those nights in Hokkaido. Feeling embarrassed, An Xin always feels wet underneath.
Yang Chen held An Xin's fragrant shoulder in one hand, and played with the plump in the other, and said in a pleasant manner: "Of course I'm welcome to deliver the meat to the door. It's just over, I'll go to lunch when I'm hungry."
An Xin suddenly hugged Yang Chen's neck with both hands, raised her head, and kissed Yang Chen hard on the cheek, "Then should I call your husband or the boss?"
"Um... Call the boss, there is a sentimental, I will call you Secretary An", Yang Chen smiled evilly.
An Xin gave him a blank look, but bit her lower lip and nodded shyly.
Just as Yang Chen turned An Xin over, pressed on the desk, ready to "do business", but suddenly heard that the office door was knocked "deeply" again. t