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Chapter 292 How many?

 Chu Chen glanced at his black screen, "Is Mr. Zhang on a business trip again?"

Jian Anran nodded subconsciously, "I just came back and left again. I heard that this time it was a project in Xi'an."

"Xi'an..." Chu Chen looked like this, "Then hurry up and go have dinner with me, I'm going to starve to death."

"Didn't you say that I was working overtime?" Jian Anran asked him to lower his voice. Not only his department, but even people in the department next door could hear Chu Chen's loud voice and looked sideways.

Chu Chen began to try to cheat: "Don't, why are you working overtime?"

"I'm starving to death. I can't eat if no one eats with me today!"

Jian Anran patted his thigh and said, "Keep your voice down!"

"Where is Shen Huainan? Let him go to dinner with you."

Chu Chen shook his head, with a look of disgust on his face, "Shen Huainan? Forget it? He is probably more worried than me now. Not to mention whether he can eat it himself, I can't even eat when I see his bitter look on his face."

"What are you worried about?" Jian Anran asked.

Chu Chen was stunned at first, then suddenly realized that he had said too much, and quickly changed the subject: "Get off work soon! Why do you have to work overtime!"

Jian Anran rolled her eyes and said, "Of course I work overtime because I need this job."

Unlike a certain rich second generation, Jian Anran did not have extremely wealthy parents to back her up. She had to grit her teeth and persist in doing this hard-earned job no matter what.

"But," Jian Anran suddenly thought, "how did you get into the company? Aren't outsiders not allowed in?"

Chu Chen has had the skill of telling lies since he was a child, "I said I had a project and wanted to find a design company, and they hired me directly."

"Is that so?" Jian Anran didn't take this matter to heart, she just responded casually and continued drawing CAD drawings.

Chu Chen stared at the files in her computer for a long time and found that Jian Anran had no intention of paying attention to her. He suddenly whispered into her ear, "Hey, who is your leader?"

"Leader?" Jian Anran didn't react for a while.

Chu Chen poked at her screen, "I'll let you be the leader of this."

Jian Anran didn't even think about it, "Li Gong."

Ignoring him, Jian Anran continued to draw. When she suddenly thought of something, she realized that the chair next to Mr. Zhang was empty again.

I originally thought that Chu Chen would leave directly because he was too bored, but Jian Anran's eyes glanced and his cell phone was still on the table.

"Deng-deng——" The corporate WeChat message rang.

[Gong Li: Put today’s work aside for now and send me the current progress before you can go back]

"It's done, let's go." Chu Chen grabbed Jian Anran's collar,

"What are you doing?" When Jian Anran stood up, she still held the mouse tightly in her hand.

Chu Chen looked like it was natural, "The leader has asked you to leave, why don't you leave?"

As he spoke, he skillfully pressed the ctrl and s keys on Jian Anran's file. After saving the file, it was directly sent to Li Gong's dialog box. He didn't even close the software, so he directly shut down the computer.
"Let's go!" He grabbed Jian Anran's wrist tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away, and pulled her outside in full view of everyone.

When she met Sister A who had just returned from taking out takeout, her eyes briefly paused on the hands of Chu Chen and Jian Anran, "Mr. Chu, have you changed again?"

"How long has it been since the Chinese New Year? What time is this?" Sister A smiled very flatteringly at Chu Chen.

Jian Anran: Thank you for the invitation. My ears function normally and I can understand Chinese. I can hear it.


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