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Qian Xun followed the curve of her body and glanced downwards. Immediately, he felt cold sweat trickling down his back.

Skirt, boots, an open windbreaker.

That really was an extremely short skirt. It almost couldn't even wrap around her butt. She really was a beautiful, freezing beauty. She wasn't afraid of being frozen in this kind of weather.

For a moment, Qian Xun was interested. He walked out of the elevator and said with a smile, "That's right, we can't let the new Boss see my looks. Even if I were to be the general manager and play around with me, I can't say for sure. Since Assistant Ma did not leave with Young Master Gao, she might be disappointed in the future. "

Ma Yingyu's face turned ugly. She purposely bumped into her and walked into the elevator. "With just you?"

Qian Xun held a smile on his face as he tilted his chin and glared back at her, unwilling to be outdone.

Then the elevator doors closed.

When the new boss arrived, he directly asked the HR Department for Wen QianXun's information. She handed him the letter and he directly said to her, "If you want to resign, ask her to come and talk to me directly."

With a woman's intuition, this was a sign of danger.

However, she couldn't figure out what kind of an ambiguous connection this new boss had with Wen QianXun.

After her secretary He Fang passed on the news to her, Qian Xun knocked on the door to the CEO's office.

"Come in." The deep voice seemed to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Qian Xun took a deep breath and walked in.

With such a large office, the decorations weren't too extravagant. Actually, the second generation's father was quite a capable person. He started from nothing and fought for his family business. Unfortunately, he gave birth to a prodigal child.

Recently, there was a popular saying on the internet: "Father is my son's pass card, and my son is my father's epitaph." Between the rich one or two generations, the description was quite reasonable.

A tall and straight man stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

"You're Manager Wen?" The man turned and looked at her blandly.

Qian Xun only felt dizzy under the reflection of the light. "You …"

It was actually him, Ji Junyang.

He's the new boss of this company? So the reason why he met him before this was to discuss the purchase?

If the company wanted to sell it, why hadn't there been any news of it before? Furthermore, the company had always been well-run, and there was no possibility of selling it.

"Miss Wen knows me?" Ji Junyang casually asked.

Qian Xun pulled back her wandering mind. Thinking of her father's legs, the lively and cute An An, she hesitated. Some things, she didn't dare to bet and could only shake her head, "I've read about Ji in the business magazines, so I have some impression of it."

"Is that so?" Ji Junyang indifferently glanced at her, his eyes seemed to be filled with curiosity.

However, before she could be sure, he had already stopped looking at her. "It's time for lunch. Let's go have a meal together." I heard from Boss Gao that you are a rare talent and that I have some questions to ask you. "

Not a word about her resignation.

Qian Xun felt somewhat uneasy, unable to guess what he was thinking.

"Director Ji, I came to discuss my resignation."

She wasn't here to accompany the boss for a meal, even though she wanted to stay with him a little more after knowing that the new boss was him.

However, five years of settling down was enough for her to no longer be that reckless and reckless little girl.

"Oh, really? "Well, since Miss Wen doesn't want to go out, let's have a meal here. Miss Wen shouldn't have to refuse this suggestion, right?"

What else could she do?

When Ji Junyang saw that Qian Xun didn't refuse, he slightly raised his lower lip. Then, as if he was performing a trick, he took out a menu and handed it over to him. "Miss Wen, do you have anything you would like to eat?"

Qian Xun cursed himself for being useless. With a few words, he made her give up and surrender without a word of objection. For someone like him, as long as he gave an order, the secretary would do her best to book a restaurant or bring food to him. There was no need for someone like her to help him.

She knew that he did not eat spicy food, did not eat sweet food, did not like greasy food, and rejected the taste of celery and parsley. She ordered a few of his favorite dishes.