City: I'm Really Not Rich

"Well, fine then! See you next week!"

Seeing Zhang Chen's reply, Yang Mi'er was stunned.

? ? ?

! ! !

Is this the end?

You don't know if a girl says she doesn't want it? !

Will you die if you ask twice?

You deserve to be single!

Yang Mi'er pouted, not letting her anger out.

He cursed in his mouth: "Damn straight man!"

But what I said, it's too late to take it back and change it.

Originally wanted to play hard-to-get, but Zhang Chen turned it against the routine.

Yang Mi'er could only reply angrily, "See you next week!"

In order to fear that Zhang Chen would see that he was unhappy, he reluctantly posted a smile...

Yang Mi'er locked her phone angrily, and when she looked up, she saw Huang Bailing, the deputy director of the department, standing in front of her desk at some point, and asked gossiply:

"Oh, our director of Dami is in love. This is, this smile is so sweet, let's talk about it, which rich man's son has caught your eye?"

As she spoke, she sat on the chair opposite Yang Mi'er.

An expression of people who eat melons ready to hold melons and eat them.

"When did you come in? Don't you know to knock on the door when you enter my office? No manners at all!"

Yang Mi'er didn't have a good look on Huang Bailing's face, so she opened her mouth.

Yang Mi'er is the director and Huang Bailing is the deputy director.

The two never dealt with each other, and everyone in the company knew about it.

Yang Mi'er had just been unconsciously pissed off by Zhang Chen, and now Huang Bailing's appearance just gave her a puff bucket that she could justifiably puff out.

Huang Bailing is also very beautiful and capable.

It's a pity that both Shengyu and He Shengliang are born.

Yang Mi'er is always superior to Huang Bailing in terms of appearance, connections, business ability and popularity.

This made Huang Bailing very unhappy.

If she couldn't get it right, she always wanted to find some black material from Yang Mi'er's private life and other aspects, and spread some lace news about Yang Mi'er.

In Huaqi Bank's key account department, most of the employees are women.

Where there are more women are right and wrong.

This kind of black material about private life is very easy to be spread by rumors.

If Yang Mi'er's setting for the Lengyan Queen collapsed in front of the employees, then her position as a director would almost come to an end.

So facing Huang Bailing, Yang Mi'er was very careful every time she spoke.

Being careful means not saying the wrong thing, but it doesn't mean being polite.

Anyway, it's a well-known thing that the two people are not in harmony, and Yang Mi'er simply doesn't even bother to pretend.

Pretend to whom?

Are you tired?

I'm just showing disgust for you, what can you do to me?

I just like the way you don't like me and can't get rid of me!

Huang Bailing was scolded by Yang Mi'er and ate it.

She pouted, twisted her waist, walked to the office door step by step, then reached out and knocked gently on the open door, asking:

"Sister Mi'er, can I come in?"

In fact, Yang Mi'er is one year younger than Huang Bailing.

But Huang Bailing deliberately called Yang Mi'er her sister, not because the subordinates respected the superiors, but simply because she wanted people to feel that Yang Mi'er was older.

Women are inherently more scheming, especially beautiful women.

"I'm not your sister. In addition, during working hours and in the workplace, you should call me by my position! Come back!"

Yang Mi'er crossed her domineering hands on her chest and looked at Huang Bailing with contempt.

This is blatant provocation!

I'm the director, you're the deputy director, just one word away.

The first-level official crushes people to death, I tell you to start over, and you have to start over.

Huang Bailing also saw that Yang Mi'er was deliberately trying to fix herself. She snorted angrily, then walked out again reluctantly, knocked on the door again, and asked:

"Director Yang, are you satisfied now, I can come in!"

"No! I'm busy!"

Yang Mi'er said coldly, "By the way, bring me the door from outside by the way!"

puff!

Huang Bailing almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Why did I come back twice, and you didn't let me in?

Are you still playing like that?

And why did you say you were busy?

Open your eyes and talk nonsense?

Isn't this leisurely drinking coffee?

What are you busy with?

Are you busy drinking coffee?

Huang Bailing stood at the door as if he was petrified, neither entering nor retreating.

She hated Yang Mi'er so much that she gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do.

The office is noisy and lively, but the workplace in the office area outside is busy.

In fact, the lunch break has just ended, and it is not too busy.

It's just that the director and the deputy director are two gods fighting. Who among the employees below dares to blatantly eat melons?

Especially the yellow bell, the small belly chicken intestines.

If you let her know that the scene of her being deflated has been seen, she will definitely wear small shoes for you everywhere.

So it's better to pretend to be busy, which is safer. *