Chapter 21

Jiang Beichen rarely appears here. Even for old employees, they usually don't have many opportunities to see Jiang Beichen.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the students around him would explode. Jiang Beichen is a legend of the whole city A. he has been the president of such a big industry since he was young, and he has led Jiang's group to grow year by year.

It's really worthwhile to see this genius like a business myth.

When everyone cheered, song Xiaoya was alone.

Is Jiang Beichen coming? How can it be so coincidental?

A few minutes later, everyone's enthusiasm has not dropped, in the original corridor, there is a group of people surrounded by a tall handsome man came.

And the leader is Jiang Beichen.

He had no waves on his face, and his two long legs came quickly towards this side.

After a group of students, the sight in the crowd found song Xiaoya figure, he suddenly slowed down, close to her direction.

Song Xiaoya quietly back two steps, hiding behind the other students do not look at him, eyes around, as do not know him.

Jiang Beichen sneers in his heart. Is it a shame to know him? She dares to avoid him.

"President Jiang, here you are." The woman in front of the staff said hello warmly.

Around the students also suddenly fried pot, eyes blossoming peach blossom.

"Wow - so handsome -"

"Wow - I'm in love with him -"

Song Xiaoya also looks at Jiang Beichen and sees him in a neat and handsome business suit with a straight figure. Whether it's body or face value, it can make people drool.

Unfortunately, song Xiaoya knows that this man only likes men!

Looking at a group of female students in front of them who are crazy about flowers screaming, song Xiaoya reminds them to stop daydreaming.

But she didn't dare to say that. If she said that, Jiang Beichen would lose her face. Her fate would be even worse, and she would not be eaten alive by him.

"What do these people do?"

"These people are" Jiang Beichen cold vision swept around a group of students, only after Song Xiaoya's body, is the eyes stopped for a moment, then face without a trace of expression asked the female staff.

"They are students of a university, studying clothing. Come to our company to have a look." The staff answered immediately.

"Watching and learning?" Jiang Beichen looked at Song Xiaoya, who was mostly behind the crowd. Then the drunk staff said, "let's let them study inside with me."

With that, Jiang Beichen went straight to the inside, and a group of people behind him, like little brothers, followed the boss with their heads high.

A few seconds later, the crowd was boiling. The boss of Jiang's group wanted to take them to study. This is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"You're lucky today. You've never had such an opportunity. You should seize it." The staff of the team leader began to get excited.

She has been in the company for so many years, and she has met the president several times. She has a look at them from a distance. Today, these students are just lucky, which makes her jealous.

Song Xiaoya, hiding behind the crowd, was also surprised. Didn't the employer say that Jiang Beichen didn't like noise? It is reasonable to say that Jiang Beichen should drive them far away to save the trouble.

Maybe it's more tolerant to the students, song Xiaoya thought, and followed everyone to the inside.

In the design office, Jiang Beichen asked several designers to show the students around. Then he took a look at Song Xiaoya and coughed twice. "This classmate, stay here and pour me a cup of coffee."

“……” Song Xiaoya looks at Jiang Beichen's banter and serious expression, and he is speechless.

Why her? Such a good opportunity, I thought I could learn more. So many famous designers personally guided the tour. What a rare opportunity, it was ruined by him!

Jiang Beichen has a small plan in his heart. Don't you pretend you don't know me? I'll play with you.

Song Xiaoya was depressed. When she was about to turn around, the female staff around her came forward actively, "president, let me help you make coffee."

"Well, thank you." Jiang Beichen has not spoken, song Xiaoya has said thanks to the staff.

They are not the staff here, nor her secretary or assistant. They should not have let him make coffee.

Hearing that the two men had handed over the "task" without his consent, Jiang Beichen gave a cold, dissatisfied voice, and then pulled his face long.

The assistant, who came over with great interest, suddenly stopped and didn't dare to say anything more.

Song Xiaoya watched the visiting students walk away, pitifully looking at Jiang Beichen, "I Can we not go? " If you don't find so many people, you have to let her go. What's wrong!

"Come on, I'm thirsty." Jiang Beichen is not moved, urged again.