"Well done! I didn't expect that you had the means to get to the top so soon! " In the phone, Nangong Han said.

"And my mother?" Anxiya asked, slightly nervous. No matter how bad Jiang Meng is, it's her mother.

"If you do well, I won't treat her badly!" Nangong Han said it for the last time and hung up.

An Xiya became Leng Yichen's most intimate secretary.

Leng Yichen is very open to her policies. If there are commercial activities in the entertainment industry, anxiya can leave.

"Sister!" When an Xiya returns to her villa, she sees an Xiaojing. Since the last time this person won the first prize in her work, there have been many people cooperating with her. It seems that an Xiaojing's workload has increased dramatically overnight.

"What do you want to say?" An Xiaojing doesn't pay much attention to an Xiya.

"I just want to tell you something. I'm Yi Chen's secretary now." It's all a show off, but an Xiaojing doesn't know what to say.

"Oh, so?"

"What? So, your reaction is too cold. Don't you want to? An Xiya can't help but ask her inner thoughts. Before, an Xiaojing worked as a Secretary for Leng Yichen, but she didn't stick to it. Leng Yichen must be tired of her.

"You are wrong, anxiya. It has nothing to do with me who Leng Yichen's secretary is! Besides, I would never want to be his secretary. "

At this time, Leng Yichen came out of the bedroom with a cup. It turned out that he wanted to drink water, but he happened to hear the conversation between them.

Leng Yichen, who heard the conversation from behind the door, was very angry. He was slightly angry because of an Xiaojing's indifferent words. Leng Yichen went into the living room and put the cup on the tea table for the time being.

"Xiya, you are serious as a secretary!"

Seriously? An Xiaojing sneers at Leng Yichen coldly in her heart. She has worked as a Secretary for Leng Yichen before. That person has explained to her what is the Secretary of the president of imperial group.

Anxiya's conscientiousness is probably the most cooperative tool Leng Yichen used to vent his desire.

Anxia was in full bloom when she heard this. She even doubted whether she was dreaming now. After all, he had never praised her so much! She was a little pleased to look out.

An Xiaojing wants to get out of the way, but Leng Yichen looks at her.

Cold eyes, with a little don't care.

"Stop! What do you think of my secretary? " With that, Leng Yichen draws an Xiya's body close to her, and an Xiya is even more surprised. When did she see Leng Yichen who took the initiative to treat her.

"Evaluation? Where to start? An Xiya looks above average, but she is not as educated and intelligent as those secretaries you used to be. If you think so, an Xiya will be a total failure! " An Xiaojing talks about the matter.

"An Xiaojing!" Anxiya's anger rose up in an instant. However, in front of Leng Yichen, she also forbeared her own character.

"What, am I wrong? Or is lengshao judged differently? " But no matter how many women are around you, the quality has nothing to do with me

"Oh? It's none of your business? " Leng Yichen's cold air became more and more obvious.

In summer, I always feel that this person has his own cooling effect.

"What do you want me to say? Become a jealous of the young and beautiful women around you? But I'm not. Leng Yichen, I let you down! "

An Xiaojing turns and goes to the bedroom. She doesn't want to argue with this man any more.

Leng Yichen bit his teeth tightly. As soon as an Xiaojing left, he was away from an Xiya.

The speed of the rebound is so fast that Anxia is confused.

"Yechen, what's the matter? Did I do something wrong? "

Leng Yichen snorted, then suddenly said with no temperature: "what you do is right, you know."

An Xi Ya is tiny a Zheng, don't understand, but cold also Chen is obviously words inside have words. She did not dare to ask a clear.

It seems that once again, there is nothing left.

"Uncle Lin!" Leng Yichen cried.

"Young master!" Uncle Lin came out of the room.

"Help me get the car out of the garage, I'm going out!"

"Yes

……

The next day, an Xiaojing went to the company, and her colleagues immediately laughed at her.

An Xiaojing didn't understand at all.

"Do you know, Xiaojing? The work you won the champion in the last design week was taken to the auction by President Nangong! "

"What?" An Xiaojing's eyes widened. All the works displayed at the auction were from the master. And she is just an intern designer of the south palace's Reese. Even the works that won the first prize in the past will not be on the table of that auction."Yes, you're an employee of Reese. Naturally, the boss has the right to auction your things. Xiaojing, no matter what the final price is, it's great that you can participate in this auction. " Colleagues encouraged.

"But why me?" An Xiaojing doesn't understand what Nangong Han's men want and how they are willing to auction their bracelet.

"In a word, you also made a profit. I think you are rich and famous after the auction." People on one side said that they had never thought that an Xiaojing was so powerful.

Isn't the average rich young woman just beautiful?

But an Xiaojing is so powerful.

What an Xiaojing doesn't understand is that Nangong Han invited her to attend the auction to witness the price of her bracelet.

An Xiaojing silently despises herself in her heart. Her worry is not that her bracelet will meet a bad owner.

She was completely afraid that no one would buy her bracelet.

Most of the people who took part in the auction were the powerful people in the shopping malls, and some of the rich families were too rich.

But will anyone really want to buy her bracelet? An Xiaojing's heart thumped.

"Go on, go in!" Seeing that an Xiaojing was still so nervous, Nangong Han gave an encouraging smile: "don't tell me you have stage fright. Is there someone you are afraid of in this auction

"How can it be? Who am I afraid of?"

An Xiaojing smiles. The big deal is that no one wants her own bracelet. As long as she can accept the worst result in advance, no matter how bad it is.

However, as soon as she went in, she had the impulse to run.

She saw the man.

Straight suit, gray black tie, this man is very neat, his height is too high, in the crowd, is the focus of all light. But, that person's disposition forever does not match with the warmth.