When he arrived at the door of the company, Tan Yifeng just got out of the car. A surprised expression appeared on his gentle and jade-like face. He also admired his acting skills, which were just right.
"What are you doing? An Xia, are you going to resign? Why didn't you tell me."
He strode over, caught the carton, and put his other hand around her shoulder in full view of everyone.
The security guard behind was shocked. Why did the vice president put his arm around An Xia's shoulders? What was their relationship?
One of them coughed lightly and explained to him what happened to An Xia.
Tan Yifeng frowned and said unhappily: "It's too much, An Xia, you don't have to leave, I believe you."
"You...believe me?" Her lips couldn't help but tremble, and her heart became excited, "Vice President, do you really believe me?" She forgot that his hand was still on her shoulder, and her eyes heated up:
"Can you help me find evidence? I really didn't do those things, and I don't know anyone in the Ji family."
She has always remained strong and worked hard to be strong.
Because no one would believe her, and no one would sympathize with her, she could only protect herself, so she told herself that she could not be weak, shed tears, or break down. She should stay awake and not let all those who bully her succeed.
She was very grateful for Qingzi's belief, but Tan Yifeng's belief made her feel as if the sky had cleared up after the rain.
She didn't know why, but when she thought of Yan Shaodi's contemptuous and suspicious eyes, she couldn't help but want to cry. How could he doubt her!
Just because she owed him so much money, could he legitimately suspect that she did it?
Tan Yifeng smiled softly: "Of course I believe you, so now as the vice president, I am taking you back, and I will definitely find out about this matter."
The security guard reminded weakly, "Vice President, Manager An is responsible for this matter. We received the order from Manager An. If you take her up, it will be very difficult for us."
Tan Yifeng smiled even more gently: "So, is the vice president still inferior to a department manager? Do you think so? Don't you feel embarrassed if you go against me?"
The security guard who spoke felt a chill in his heart. After weighing it weakly, he replied: "No, we don't dare to go against the vice president." He was thinking in his heart, who dares to offend you, this smiling fox? We don't want to die quickly enough.
No one in the entire company knows that offending Yan always leads to immediate death, and offending the vice president is more painful than Ling Chi.
Tan Yifeng smiled with satisfaction, lowered his head and said to An Xia: "Let's go back, let's go back and prove your innocence."
She asked doubtfully: "How to prove it? They have evidence, those photos..."
"Photos don't mean anything," he said softly.
"Also, I checked my account balance on my computer, and it was indeed an extra million for no reason. That's an astronomical number. None of my friends around me are rich..."
"Don't worry about this, I will find a way."
As he spoke, he hugged her into Yan Shaodi's private elevator and went directly to the top floor.
When the secretaries saw An Xia almost in Tan Yifeng's arms, their eyes were filled with silent surprise.
"Mr. Tan, Mr. Yan and Miss An are talking about important things inside. No one will be seen after talking."
"Which Miss An?" he asked knowingly.
"Miss An Yingying."
"By the way, I also have something very important to discuss with them." Tan Yifeng said with his usual smile.