Chapter 17

All the way to fan Zhe's office, Josh was stopped by fan Zhe's secretary MENA before he got to the door of the office.

"What's the matter with you?" Meina is exquisitely made-up, with her waist in it.

"You're blind. What am I doing here if I don't have to?" Josh is not polite at all.

Anyway, I'm going to resign and leave. I've been annoyed by Meina for such a long time, but Meina is also capable. They say Meina is not only the Secretary of the former president, but also the Secretary of the new president, fan Zhe. Josh just doesn't give her face. How can I find her?

"The president just went to the conference room and held a very important meeting. He has already ordered that no one should disturb him." Meina takes out her manicure knife and trims her nails with red nutmeg. She doesn't even look at Josh.

"I don't believe it." Josh worked as a civil servant not for a day or two. He knew the secretaries' excuses so well that he pulled apart MENA and went over.

In his anger, Josh has a strong hand. In addition to Meina's usually charming, he was pushed by Josh. He was all gone in his miniskirt and was seen by several male colleagues passing by.

"Josh, you're shameless. Don't think that you've locked yourself and the president in the elevator by any abusive means, and cheated the president's coat. The president will treat you with a different look, and you'll be able to have this virtue, and you'll be able to carry a bottle of oil. Which man can take a fancy to you!" Mena got up and jumped.

"The next three abuse, that is also called means, I also succeeded, you have the ability to cheat the president, ah, can't eat grapes said sour grapes." Josh didn't answer back.

Originally, the elevator thing was just an oolong. Josh was happy for a moment, so he ignored the nonsense.

The effect of nonsense is very good. MENA's choked nose is smoking and her face is twisted. She can't say a word.

Josh came to the door of the conference room and saw what was going on inside the long landing window.

Fan zhe was saying something with a gloomy face, and the company's executives sat down, each with a dusty face and sweating forehead.

Across a wall, fan Zhe's aura seemed to penetrate, and Josh shivered without any reason.

"I'll wait until you finish the meeting." Josh clenched his fists and deluded himself into thinking that this was not stage fright, it was not to delay the company's business because of his own business.

It was just after eleven o'clock. It was almost lunch. Josh's stomach was growling.

It's so easy for fan zhechai to come out of the meeting room. At a close distance, this guy's aura is more economical. Qiao Xiqiang holds back the idea of backing out and sticks to his head, "president."

As if he didn't hear or see Josh, he went straight to his office.

Josh followed with small, unpromising steps.

At the door of the office, MENA was waiting to tell Josh. When Josh saw it, she was ready to fight.

But without waiting for Meina to speak, fan zhe directly told her, "make two cups of coffee."

"Two?" Meina was surprised that she had not been informed that the president would entertain the guests.

Versace looks back at Josh, which means to tell MENA that besides his coffee, there is also Josh's.

For a moment, Josh didn't respond. Fan Zhe's sudden turn scared her back and made a self-protection action. She was torn apart by fan Zhe in her dream last night.

In front of fan Zhe, Meina didn't dare to make mistakes. She just pretended to be obedient and went to make coffee.

"Why don't you approve my resignation? Give me an explanation." Asked Josh, plucking up the courage.

Fan zhe went into the office and took off his coat. Today, he was wearing a refined black shirt and trousers. He rolled up his sleeve at will, untied a diamond button on his collar, sat down in the black leather boss chair behind the big desk, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the desk and put it between his slender fingers.

"Give me a cigarette."

Josh wanted to refuse, but under fan Zhe's sharp eyes, he went directly to light a cigarette.

Fan zhe took a puff of his cigarette and slowly puffed out the smoke, as if in a tit for tat confrontation with Josh. "Why should I approve your resignation? Give me an explanation."