Tired, she is so tired that she feels so tired that she even feels like she is breathing at any time and can't get it...

At the same time, while Mo Ruchu was sitting on the floor of the ward crying with braised pork rice in his arms, there was a girl sitting in someone's office in another high-rise building, who looked extremely fashionable.

The girl looked at the monitor through the screen. In the picture she sent over, Mo Ru was crying at a loss. A sarcasm gradually emerged from the corner of her lips!

In front of her, aren’t she pretending to be a saint? In front of her, she doesn’t show that she is not interested in Qin Keshu at all? So why do you miss him so much? So want to see him?

Looking at her video, the humble appearance, the look that she felt annoying because of Qin Keshu, and even more because of Qin Keshu's appearance before, the girl seemed to be extremely patient!

Raise your feet and get up, and in an instant, your face is frost!

"How long has this monitor been installed?"

"Uh, although I don't know what exactly it was installed on, it should be a new one, within a week!"

"Assistant Song, you should be very clear. After Chengyang's death, who has made the most contributions, right?"

Standing in front of the window, An Ziyan's voice was chilling, which made people tremble.

This girl is not very old, but her forced aura can make a man feel inferior.

Song Zhiyuan looked at the woman in front of him and couldn't help but reach out, pushing the glasses on his nose, and his expression was somewhat nervous.

"Of course, how can Miss An help Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan will never forget it in his life!"

"Ha, Assistant Song, you are so serious. I don't want you to remember it all your life, and I don't want you to remember it in my heart. As long as you do what I need you to do, I will definitely be able to ensure that you have a bright future in Qin's family, at least worry-free before retirement! I believe that from the day I helped you, you have already known the inseparable threads between Qin Ke and me, clearly."

Cold sound, lonely body.

The person in front of the window was obviously just a girl, and was only a girl of age and under twenty-three. But at this moment, how could Song Zhiyuan, the special assistant of the Qin president, resist the aura?

"...Yes! Miss An, what you said is right, please rest assured. What I, Song Zhiyuan, said, will definitely keep my word. As long as Miss An needs me for a day, I will definitely follow Miss An's leader!"

"Very good! Assistant Song, then this monitor?"

Obviously, such a small problem is thrown out, which means that An Zizi has no at all. I believe what Song Zhiyuan said just now.

After all, as Qin Keshu's special assistant, when a remote-controlled monitor was installed in the company, especially in Qin Keshu's office, there was no reason why he didn't know the specific date.

If you don’t know about this, then what’s the use of Qin Keshu’s need for such a special assistant?
Chapter completed!