Chang’an Peasant Girl

Ning Zihan was silent for a while, but still sent two words to An Baobao: "Self-abuse."

"I also feel that I am looking for abuse. He obviously hates me, but alas, I still say the same thing, I just can't control myself. If I could control myself, how could I not like him? How could I be like this?"

Seeing such a long string of words from An Baobao, Ning Zihan didn't know what to reply, so he simply stopped replying, but he still didn't want to listen to the senior management's report.

Generally speaking, when senior officials report well, they will always ask for instructions. If Ning Zihan doesn't have anything to give instructions, then another person will report.

Now, as soon as the sales director made the report, he asked Ning Zihan for instructions, but Ning Zihan didn't respond at all.

"President?" the sales director called tentatively.

Still couldn't get any reaction from Ning Zihan.

The other senior executives began to look at each other, not expecting Ning Zihan to be distracted that day.

Liang Youxu sat closest to Ning Zihan. Although he didn't understand why Ning Zihan fell into deep thought after looking at his phone and typing some words, he still reminded Ning Zihan dutifully: "President, the sales director has finished his report. "

Only then did Ning Zihan come back to his senses and realized that he was distracted by An Baobao, and now he really didn't want to listen to any reports. He stood up and strode out, while saying calmly: "Tomorrow morning Report again at ten o’clock.”

Liang Youxu and the senior executives immediately exploded. How is this going? ! When did their CEO become so slack in his work? ! It's obvious that their CEO will definitely not postpone things until the next day if he can finish them today! Even if you work overtime, you still have to get it done! But now? ! What is it for? !

As soon as Ning Zihan came out of the western restaurant, he drove away in his car. Just two minutes after the car left the western restaurant, his mobile phone received another message from An Baobao.

He hesitated for a moment, let out a big breath, and then parked the car aside, intending to concentrate on chatting with An Baobei.

"Are you alone? Are you gone? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Did I interrupt your work? Today is only Wednesday, so I must have disturbed you."

After reading these two messages, Ning Zihan typed and sent: "I'm not working."

"You finally replied to me again!" An Baobao said in a surprised tone. This time, he didn't type any words and just used his voice. "But as a person, let me tell you, if you always ignore others like this, it's not good. People will think you are unsociable."

Ning Zihan continued typing, "I don't fit in with others." Then he typed three more words: "It doesn't matter."

"Haha," Baby An laughed, "your personality is a bit like my dad. By the way, you are also a bit like the person I like. My dad and the person I like are not very gregarious, but my dad seems to be more popular. a little better."

"Does this mean you have an Electra complex?"

"Not really, it's just that the person I happen to like has a bit like my dad's personality. By the way, we've been chatting for so long, do you want to meet?" We've been chatting for half a year, and to be honest, she's quite curious about him.

"Do you know me? We are about to meet."

"That's right. I don't seem to know you at all. I've always told you about myself, but you haven't told you about me. How about you tell me?"

"Did not say."

But An Baobei smiled: "You really look more and more like my dad and that person, so easy." If you want to chat with more like-minded people about Nongmen Chang'an, follow "Hot Internet Articles or rdww444" on WeChat to connect with more book friends Let’s talk about our favorite books