typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Fengxing President Yun Feiyang

In the darkness, a flash of surprise flashed in the man's eyes.

He reached out to take the medicine bottle and grabbed An Ruo's hand.

Her hands were small, soft, and slippery. The man found it funny that he still had the time to observe these things.

He took the sprayer, sprayed it twice into his nose, and inhaled, feeling much better.

"Thank you, how come you have this medicine? Do you also have asthma?"

An Ruo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that his voice was okay: "No, it's my brother who has it. I've always kept it for him..."

Ever since Anji got sick that day, she decided to bring medicine no matter what time it was, just in case.

"I didn't expect it would actually come in handy." An Ruo said again, as if talking to herself.

The man lowered his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Thank you very much today. Are you an employee of this company?"

"No, I'm here for an interview."

"Oh, was it successful?" the man asked seemingly casually.

An Ruo shook his head, then smiled and said: "You know, the person I interviewed today is the president's assistant, who is actually a handyman. But do you know how demanding they are? They actually require a handyman to be able to speak English and French.

, speak Japanese, and even ask to learn tea art. Do you think this requirement is too high or too much?"

Where she couldn't see, the man curled his lips: "That's not true, right? This company is a multinational enterprise, and most of its partners are foreigners. People around the president will encounter emergencies at any time. If they don't

What should I do if I miss important information even though I know these languages? As for the tea art you mentioned, I think the president of the company likes to drink tea very much, so he is very picky about tea."

An Ruo secretly stuck out her tongue. It was because the other party couldn't see her that she dared to do such a cute gesture.

It's so shameful, a repairman knows more than her, no wonder she can't find a job.

"Well, I think you're right...but the requirements are still very high." She said the next sentence very quietly, as if she was deliberately mumbling to regain face.

The man smiled and talked to her about other things.

An Ruo felt that this person was very well-spoken. It seemed that there was really no room for her to mess around in the world.

The repairman's cultivation and self-cultivation are better than hers. Next time she looks for a job, she might as well not be too demanding and go directly to work in a fast food restaurant.

The two chatted for a while, then someone pried open the elevator door, and they were finally saved.

As soon as the man went out, many people gathered around him to greet him.

An Ruo listened to them talking about Mr. Yun on the left and Mr. Yun on the right, and then she suddenly realized that he was not a repairman, he was clearly Fengxing's CEO Yun Feiyang!

It was so embarrassing that she actually said in front of him that their company's requirements were high.

But why is a CEO wearing repairman's clothes when he's so good?

An Ruo thought strangely while sneaking away.

Yun Feiyang raised his head and looked at her quickly leaving back. A gentle smile flashed in his dark eyes.

And in his hand, he was still holding tightly the spray bottle An Ruo gave him.

————

An Ruo returned home and bumped into Tang Yuchen who was coming down from upstairs and was about to go out.

Tang Yuchen was dressed very formally today.

A white classic shirt, a black suit, and a little hair mask on her hair to make it look stylish.

The buttons of the shirt are made of platinum, which is shining and noble.

This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next