Yao Jiming pursed his lips. Unexpectedly, the girl in front of him seemed simple, but he was communicating with him all the time in order to give an Chengxi a chance to talk.

"If you can come to our company, I will reuse you!" An Chengxi assured the other party that his eyes seemed firm, but it didn't look like a joke at all.

"How could you know I would go?"

To tell you the truth, if it wasn't for Qiao Anting's talk just now, he would probably take care of an Chengxi.

"I'll make you laugh, but I've been asking about you for a long time. My friend can't invite you, so I'll go out in person." An Chengxi joked, but that's the truth.

"I have conditions." Yao Jiming didn't refuse directly this time, and he began to talk to the other party about the terms

"You say," an Chengxi said without even thinking about it. He didn't mean that he was afraid of the other party's offer, and that he was afraid of the other party's sudden change of mind.

"Give me a private car, because I can't drive, and I'm not allowed to restrict my freedom. Of course, I will be conscious." Yao Jiming didn't like the boss pointing fingers at him when he went to work. Now he's finally out of work. If he wants others to point fingers at him again, he may not be able to stand it.

"That's not a problem, is there anything else?" These are small problems in the eyes of an Chengxi.

"Not for the time being." Yao Jiming shook his head.

"You've chosen the right boss. What Mr. an needs most is money." Qiao Anting said with a smile.

She knew how important Yao Jiming was to him from an Chengxi's hasty pulling her out and changing clothes to the purpose of coming to the hotel today, so she did her best to help him keep talents.

"Hehe, it seems that he is very important to you?" Yao Jiming helped his eyes and said with a smile, "well, I also promised to go back to China. It's time for you to accompany me to see the traditional Chinese painting."

He got up and went to the front wall.

"All right." Qiao Anting stands up happily and follows Yao Jiming. She says it's an old exhibition, but actually it's just her introduction.

Fortunately, she had a certain understanding of these comparative studies before, otherwise she would be embarrassed today.

"Thank you," Yao Jiming said politely as he left.

"You're welcome. We'll see each other more often." Qiao Anting smiles. In the future, when they are in a company, they will inevitably meet for more time, so they can discuss it slowly.

"Yes, I hope to see you again." Yao Jiming is almost always talking to Qiao Anting, and he doesn't talk much to his future boss, as if Qiao Anting is hiring him.

"Certainly." Qiao Anting giggles and looks at Yao Jiming's back.

"He seems to like you very much." An Chengxi looked at Yao Jiming's back, light said a word.

After hearing the voice, Qiao Anting looked at him with a look, "what are you talking about?"

What do you like or not.

"Nothing." As if he didn't want to repeat it, he just said one word and left.

"Hey, wait for me." Qiao Anting thought that he was in such a hurry to get reincarnated.

Qiao Anting is still wearing high-heeled shoes. She finally catches up with an Chengxi.

"What are you doing walking so fast?" She asked breathlessly.

"Blame your short legs." An Chengxi opened the door and got into the car.

"Just your legs." Qiao An Ting glared at him, how to talk.

"That's right!" An Chengxi is not modest at all. I really think Qiao Anting's words are praise to him.

"Put gold on your face." Qiao Anting glared at him. How can this man be so narcissistic sometimes?

"It's just a fact. Isn't my leg longer than yours?" At the same time, an Chengxi extended his leg to show her.

Qiao Anting glanced at him.

"Why don't you compare your legs with Yao Ming?" Qiao Anting thinks that he just wants to laugh at her.

"I don't know Yao Ming again," an Chengxi waved his hand, as if he really didn't know.

"You're bullshit. How can you not know about Yao Ming?" Qiao Anting thinks that he must be lying. How can she not know him.

"Do I have to know him if he's famous?" An Chengxi's words make Qiao Anting not know what to say.

It's not like that either. She just thinks that the most famous people, even if they don't touch them, can be found on TV or on the Internet.

"Oh, I didn't expect that some people were also ignorant. I thought he was so good!" Qiao Anting sneered at each other coldly.

"It's not like some people only care about irrelevant things." An Chengxi really and Qiao Anting on the bar, you a I a direct connection to her.

"Do you hate that you don't know anything?" Qiao Anting knows that she can't say an Chengxi's mouth, but she can only deliberately annoy him.

The corner of an Chengxi's mouth frets, "just, what you say is what."

Qiao Anting stares at the man sitting in front of her in surprise. Is he still an Chengxi himself? Will an Chengxi be so generous?

"Handsome?" An Chengxi suddenly turns his head, and his face is big in front of Qiao Anting.

"Why are you so narcissistic?" She sat shyly in the back, immediately lowered her head and stopped looking at an Chengxi.

"Just now I was very excited to see it. Now I let you see it. You are shy again." An Chengxi really can't understand what she is thinking, or how she thinks.

Qiao Anting can feel the breath of an Chengxi, she just really lost the dead, just thinking about the problem, did not pay attention to the change of an Chengxi, also was caught by the other side.

"If you want to see it, just look at it aboveboard. If there's anything I'm sorry about, I won't eat you." An Chengxi just stares at Qiao Anting's cheek.

Her hot face didn't know how low it was. Anyway, she couldn't see each other's cheek.

"You're less narcissistic. I've never seen such a narcissistic person before, so I'm just curious." Qiao Anting found an excuse for herself.

"Yes? I don't suggest you be more curious. " An Chengxi's face closer to her, slowly enlarged.

"Oh, do it quickly." Qiao An Ting shyly raised her hand to push an Cheng Xi, want him to do well, this is in the car, how can he do this.

An Chengxi grabs Qiao Anting and pushes her hand against the back seat with a smile on her face.

"What are you doing? Let go of me. " Qiao Anting looked up at the drivers in front of her, blushing and struggling with her hands.

"Just a moment." An Chengxi did not want to let go of her meaning, but lean on the back seat, like tired, and like to fall asleep, closed his eyes.