Rich and powerful scheming: Please sign the old love husband

Gu Huaian didn't speak anymore, just smiled, walked to the front of the conference table and sat down next to the chairman. That seat was reserved for the general manager of the planning department. Is he really Yu Minghui's nephew?

"Since you say you are innocent, then stay and prove your innocence."

The director was in disbelief: "Let her stay and continue to provide information to Pei Jinnian?"

Gu Huaian shook his head and chuckled: "Why is Director He so anxious? In such a big company, confidentiality is so bad that even a small employee can't guard against it?"

What he said made sense. The director looked embarrassed and said, "I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm just afraid of the worst. If another secret is leaked, who will be responsible?"

"I." Gu Huaian raised his legs under everyone's surprised gaze and said slowly, "Since I asked her to stay, I will naturally be responsible for anything that goes wrong with her in the future."

Bo Ran looked at him, astonished.

He seemed to be embarrassing himself, but he was actually speaking for himself. He proved with his actions that he believed she was innocent.

There were disagreements at the meeting. In the midst of the dispute, Yu Minghui finally spoke: "Since Huai'an has vouched for her, let her stay. Besides, you have no evidence to prove that she must have leaked the information."

After saying that, he walked up to Bo Ran and patted her shoulder comfortingly: "If it is proven that it was not you who did it, we will definitely compensate you for your mental loss. That's it, go back to work."

Bo Ran walked out of the conference room, but felt the familiar gaze following him from behind.

*

When she came down from upstairs, her colleagues gathered together and asked her what happened and whether the big boss was looking for her to give her a promotion and a salary increase.

Bo Ran's mouth was very stern, and he only said: "It's okay, just ask me about your daily work."

Others didn’t believe it: “If you ask about daily work, there is also a director, so why would he come to you?”

Bo Ran curled his lips, as if he didn't believe it.

When I got off work, it suddenly started to rain lightly, and all my colleagues without umbrellas gathered under the company porch to take shelter from the rain.

She saw Gu Huaian standing at the door, probably waiting for the driver.

Bo Ran thought about going to say thank you to him for the afternoon, but there were so many attentive female colleagues around him that Bo Ran probably couldn't squeeze in even in the queue.

He did not show any obvious disgust towards the advances of those female colleagues, but politely declined them one by one, indifferently and without being rude.

Giving up the idea, Bo Ran put the bag on his head and planned to rush to the subway station in the rain.

Just then, someone grabbed her sleeve.

"Let's go together, my driver will be here soon."

Bo Ran turned around, and it turned out to be... Gu Huaian!

The female colleagues surrounding him had their mouths half-opened, but Gu Huaian looked straight at her, waiting for her answer.

Just as Bo Ran was about to refuse, he pushed aside the crowd, and another person ran out: "Brother Huai'an, wait for me, let's go together."

The woman's voice was innocent and sweet, and Bo Ran was startled. Looking at the white skirt on her body, he suddenly remembered that the girl who liked to wear white skirts and had a blind date with Gu Huaian in the cafe last time seemed to be the daughter of some secretary's family.

Well, let’s call her Bai Xiao.

Today, she is still wearing a white suit, made by a big-name designer, and has delicate light makeup on her face.

It turns out it was... just a joke again.

As soon as Bai Xiao appeared, the working-class female employees immediately backed away with self-awareness, staring at Bo Ran and Bai Xiao as if they were watching a good show.