Chapter 180: Good Mr. Jiang!

"Why are you so serious?"
Yannian smiled at him and didn't care.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't explain too much, just freed up a hand to touch the dull hair that was up on her head, and stretched out her slightly twisted brows.
"It's always good to be careful in everything. A big company is no better than your flower shop. There are many people and intrigue."
"Tsk, He Huaiguang said the same to me, you two really have a heart..."
Yannian hadn't finished speaking, and seeing the face of the man next to him that became cold in an instant, he closed his mouth with interest and swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach.
Arrived at the destination.
The towering building towers straight into the sky, magnificent.
The four characters at the top "Jiang Group" are shining.
Yannian unlocked the seat belt to get out of the car, Jiang Beiyuan didn't let her go so quickly, and suddenly grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.
"Call me if you have something, eh?" He touched her cheek gently with his palm.
"understood……"
Yannian was confused, his face flushed, and he pushed his hand.
I attach great importance to today, so I specially put on a beautiful makeup, this man must not mess up her lipstick.
"I'm leaving. If you have time in the afternoon, come and pick me up. If you don't have time, then let's take a taxi."
"If you are free, you are free to pick you up."
Jiang Beiyuan answered very quickly, for fear that she would be angry because of it.
"Hey, you're the best~ I'm leaving, bye!"
Yannian opened the car door and got out of the car, waved at it, and then rushed towards the door like a butterfly.
Jiang Beiyuan watched her back, his cold eyebrows gradually mingled with gentleness, and she could see that she was indeed nervous and excited today, from clothes to hair, all well-dressed.
"Hello, President Jiang!"
The employees who were about to enter the company and pass the door suddenly glanced at the people in Aston Martin and nodded respectfully.
The gentleness between Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows and eyes converged in an instant, and he nodded slightly.
It was just early eight o'clock, just in time for the large troops to come to work. More and more people passed by the door, all bending over to greet Jiang Beiyuan:
"Hello, President Jiang!"
"Hello, President Jiang!"
"Hello, President Jiang!"
That posture is almost like a line up to report the performance, and everyone's expressions, actions, and greetings are surprisingly consistent.
Jiang Beiyuan is annoying.
The window glass was slowly rolled up, blocking everyone's eyes.
After a while, Aston Martin galloped away.
...
The busyness of the early morning continued until noon and eased somewhat.
The huge Jiang's group has gone from the busy morning in the morning. The big guys are all going to eat in groups. The reception hall is empty, and the few figures are like lonely ghosts.
When Jiang Beiyuan entered the company, he happened to run into his assistant Song Yikai.
But he walked through the main entrance, and Song Yikai walked through the side entrance, diagonally across from Jiang Beiyuan.
Song Yikai was also going to eat, and he was dumbfounded when he saw Jiang Beiyuan entering the door.
The man with a rosy figure walks with a straight back and is very temperamental. Today, he is not dressed up in a suit and leather shoes, a black and white horizontal striped turtleneck, and a black jacket and dark green trousers. A pair of black men's leather boots.
This……
The living Jiang Beiyuan?
And Jiang Beiyuan who is dressed so casually?
Song Yikai recovered, and hurriedly waved to Jiang Beiyuan.
The boss watch me watch me, here I am!