When Nan Jin Fan came home, he heard the arrangement of the southern Wei Ming Dynasty. He just gave a cold smile. This woman had better have some skills. Otherwise, he would never allow a vase to be around him every day.

So the next day he went to the company alone, Tang Zhiyi had to report to the company under the escort of the southern driver.

The personnel manager knew that she was the president's wife. The smile on her face almost shook Tang Zhiyi's eyes. He bowed down and gave her the work card and sent her to the 18th floor president's office before leaving.

Tang Zhiyi knows that it is because of her identity that others treat her so respectfully. But she doesn't care. One day she will prove herself.

On the 18th floor, Tang Zhiyi saw a coquettish woman in a black office uniform at the door of the president's office. After seeing herself, he got up and said with a smile: "Hello, madam. I'm Zhou Yan, assistant to the president. You can call me Xiao Zhou. Your office is in it."

This woman has a good figure and a good attitude. She is neither humble nor overbearing. However, Tang Zhiyi is sensitive to find that Zhou Yan seems to dislike herself. This is her first instinct.

"Yes, please." She said with a smile, and then opened the door of the president's office, but ignored the venomous eyes behind her.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Nan Jin Fan sitting at his desk, looking at some document seriously. Seeing her come in, he just raised his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice: "your office is in the compartment. Don't come out of it."

Although this is still not polite, but it is more serious than usual. Tang Zhiyi knows that this is in the company, and her personal feelings can not be brought into it. Therefore, her impression of this man has changed slightly.

She did not speak and then came to the inner compartment. Everything was in the office, but no one told her what to do. Tang Zhiyi didn't complain about anything, just sat down and picked up the company profile.

Tang Zhiyi was very sensitive to numbers since she was a child. In addition, she majored in finance. Some business knowledge and financial trade were not too difficult for her. After reading the brief introduction, she almost mastered the company's service field, development experience, business scale, and company development goals.

She was bored in the cubicle and wanted to go out and ask Nanjin fan what her work task was and whether she needed her help. However, she felt that running out in this way would disturb his work.

he hated her deeply and was scolded by him at that time.

Thinking of this, Tang Zhiyi went back to his position honestly. While turning on the computer, he recalled that he had worked as an assistant in several famous foreign enterprises during his internship in the University. Based on his experience at that time, he looked through the information on the desk and listened carefully to the outside world.

After reading the information for a few minutes, the phone on her desk rang. She took a deep breath and picked it up.

"Hello, Nancy group!"

But inside the microphone came Nanjin fan's voice, which was as low as ice: "do you just sit like a fool?"

"Er ---? Me," is there a monitor in this house? Is Nanjin fan peeping at her outside?

The memory of Tang Dynasty is not cold but millet.

"Come out and make me a cup of coffee!" With that, he hung up the phone.

She got up and went out in a hurry. The decoration of Nanjin fan's office was very simple. It was the new concept of combining living with leisure. The materials used were exquisite, all of which were wood and other natural raw materials.

At least, taste is not vulgar! Tang Zhiyi concluded.

At the moment, the memory of Tang went in, it was quiet as if a needle could be heard on the ground.

As she walked slowly, the more she tried to control her breath, the more she felt that her breath became more rapid. She was afraid to get along with Nanjin fan!

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