Not long after Zhou Yang left, Xia Xia walked into the office, "What's wrong with him? He's so angry..." Zhou Yang saw her when he went out just now, glanced at her, and left without saying a word. If he usually said -
—Yeah, little secretary, your waist is getting thicker again...
"The kid is having a tantrum!" Zhou Han said nonchalantly.
This sentence sounded to Xia Xia with ulterior motives. When he said this about Zhou Yang, was he also implying that he was talking about himself? "Don't always put on a bad face of lecturing others. Sometimes what children think is not necessary."
There are few adults."
Zhou Han was already angry, and Xia Xia added fuel to the fire, making the fire even more intense, "You don't know anything, so don't yell there!"
After being yelled at by him, Xia Xia sat back in her seat sullenly, "Okay, you are the president, I don't care!"
Not hearing Xia Xia's reply, Zhou Han felt that his tone was harsh just now, but his strong self-esteem made him embarrassed to give in, so he changed the topic, but his tone was still harsh, "I'm not telling you not to come.
Are you at work? Why are you disobedient?"
"Why are you firing me?" Xia Xia didn't look at him at all and replied while looking at the computer.
"I want you to go home and take good care of your baby!" I treat my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. I want to give you some colors and open a dyeing workshop? You are ignoring me again...
"I don't need to go to bed so early." I just want to prove that I am not dependent on Zhou Han. I can enjoy normal holidays like everyone else and refuse special treatment.
Zhou Han was first confused by Zhou Yang's application, and now he was upset by Xia Xia's indifference. But when he thought that she had a child, he couldn't be angry, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart and said, "I'm going out!
"He got up and walked out of the office. Only by leaving can the war be stopped.
Xia Xia felt a chill in her heart. What was going on? She lost her temper so early in the morning. She was fine yesterday. He was such a volatile guy...
Zhou Han drove his car and wandered on the street. He didn't want to use Xia Xia as a punching bag, but Xia Xia bumped into the muzzle of the gun. He originally wanted to come out for some air, but in the bustling city, the sky was depressing everywhere.
He rolled down the window and lit a cigarette. Smoking could help him relieve the depression in his heart when he was agitated. He jumped to a red light in front of him, and he didn't have time to brake and rushed into the crosswalk. Damn, he seemed to have hit someone...
"Sir, how did you drive? Didn't you see the red light?" The person who was hit was a woman, about the same age as Zhou Han. The documents in her hand were scattered on the floor. But she didn't seem to care about the documents on the ground.
, but looking for something else.
She sounded so angry that she should be fine. Zhou Han didn't bother to pay attention. He took out a small stack of thousand-yuan bills from his wallet and stuck it out of the car window, "Take it!"
The woman was even more angry. The last thing she wanted to see was the appearance of rich people. She thought that money could solve everything. She stood up and stopped in the middle of the car, pointing her finger at Zhou Han, "Get off here, I won't do this!"
"
Zhou Han looked at the arrogant woman in front of him with disdain. Hehe, you still want to blackmail? You are an ignorant woman. He immediately put out the cigarette butt, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked quickly to the woman, "Miss, where are you?"
Injured? I'll take you to the hospital right away!" He didn't want to get into an argument with anyone on the street. He wasn't that free yet. Since she didn't want money, she would go to the hospital!
"This attitude is pretty much the same. I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital!" She was just annoyed by Zhou Han's arrogance at the beginning. She didn't want to rely on him. Seeing that his words sounded good to her, she secretly spared him.
Besides, I am also in a hurry to go to work.
Zhou Han was speechless, "Then what do you want?" Tsk tsk... A woman's heart is as deep as the bottom of her heart. Women are really hard to figure out.
"My camera is missing!" The woman looked at the white paper all around her. These documents were of secondary importance. They could be copied if they were lost, but she regarded the camera as her life. She squinted and looked around.
"Is that that one?" Zhou Han pointed to the dark thing on the lower side of the car.
The woman's eyes lit up, and she knelt down to pick it up. Well, she was extremely short-sighted. She dropped her contact lens when she fell to the ground, and everything she saw was blurry. "Yes, yes, it won't be broken..."
"She opened the camera bag, cough cough, the lens was separated from the body, and the middle of the lens was broken, "It's over, it's over, the editor-in-chief must scold me to death this time!"
She turned around and walked into Zhou Han so that she could see more clearly. He was a handsome aristocratic man. "You have to compensate me for this!" In view of his responsible attitude of wanting to send her to the hospital just now, she expected that he should
Not being an unreasonable person, "Everything else is fine, but this camera is very important to me, and I would lose my job without it."
Only then did Zhou Han notice the woman in front of him. She looked very familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while. "Okay!" He agreed readily. It was true that he didn't notice Hong.
lights, and the compensation the woman asked for was reasonable. He didn’t ask the price, went back to the car, took a check, and wrote a bunch of numbers directly, “This money should be enough for you to buy a better camera, and the rest
It was a mental loss to you at that time." This traffic jam here is not the solution. Solve it as soon as possible.
The woman took the check and looked at the numbers on the check in surprise, "Sir, you are too generous, you don't need so much!"
"It doesn't matter, this is my responsibility!" Zhou Han opened the door and got in the car. Seeing the woman still standing there blankly, he asked, "Miss, do you need me to pick up the documents on the ground for you?!"
Although Zhou Han's every word had an arrogant tone, compared to other wealthy people she had come into contact with, Zhou Han was much more educated. At least he was not unreasonable or used money to send people away.
The woman bent down to pick up the papers scattered on the floor. Although it was not important, it could not pollute the environment. It could still be used after tidying it up.
Zhou Han watched her limping aside to make way. It turned out that she was injured. She was only looking at a broken camera without caring about herself. What a brainless woman! He lightly stepped on the accelerator and drove forward, beside the woman.
Stopped, "Do you want to go to the hospital? I'm free! I can't bear any responsibility if something goes wrong!"
The woman began to admire him and said, "No, I still have to go to work!"
"This is my contact information," Zhou Han tore off a sticky note and wrote the secretariat's phone number. "If you have any injuries, please call this number. Someone will help you solve it!" He was sure that he must have seen this woman somewhere.
, definitely not in the previous clubbing days, and probably only recently.
The woman took the sticky note and said, "Okay..." This man is not bad. It would be great if the person I am waiting to interview can also know him in this way.
Zhou Han stepped on the accelerator and drove away. Well, it took him a while and his anger was almost gone. It was time to go back to work.
The woman crumpled up the post-it note and threw it into the trash can. She was just frightened and the fall was not serious. She knew her own situation well and there was no need to make things difficult for others based on a minor injury. Besides, he had already given him a lot of money and now he was going to do it.
The first thing I need to do is to buy a pair of contact lenses and then a camera. I can’t be late for the interview, it’s been a long time!