Chapter 596

In this list, an Zichen did not move any personnel in key positions. However, every change of personnel has a more or less relationship with several people meeting in this conference room, and those positions are extremely profitable.

Looking at the list above, many people's faces have darkened. An Zichen's move is tantamount to stabbing them.

The people above are the people they have put in, but the additional reasons for transfer are also very sufficient, so that these people can't find a reason to keep them,

An Zichen was very satisfied with the expression of these people on the conference table: "if you have no opinion, it's so decided."

The meeting lasted three hours. After the meeting, an Zichen came out of the meeting room in high spirits. Everyone thought he was just a rogue childe, and even wanted to be domineering in front of him. An Zichen knew what those people were thinking behind their back.

He didn't intervene in the company before, but if he decided to intervene, he would never be slaughtered.

"Big brother, it's really imposing today."

Behind him came a familiar voice. An Zichen frowned: "what do you want to say?"

An Yang, who has changed his surname back to "an", has a mysterious smile on his face: "as soon as he took office, he made such a show and cut off so many of those people's wings. He's not afraid of those people jumping off the wall?"

An Zichen didn't answer an Yang's question and said ironically, "if I didn't know your occupation, I really can't imagine that your major is a lawyer. I'm really in the wrong line!"

An Yang smiled without anger. He sent the same words back to an Zichen intact: "if I didn't know your occupation, I can't imagine that my eldest brother would be the owner of a bar. It's really overqualified."

Late at night, there was no moonlight in the cold weather. The rooms on the 19th floor of the building were brightly lit. An Zichen put down his signature pen and rubbed the acupoints between his eyes. The feeling of fatigue swept through an Zichen's whole body.

The mobile phone at hand didn't mean to ring. An Zichen picked up the mobile phone and flashed a trace of loss. Since they separated from Yan Nuoqi at the door of the funeral home that day, they have never contacted each other again. An Zichen stared at the number in the mobile phone address book and wanted to call Yan Nuoqi, but found that it was already 12 o'clock at night. At this time, maybe the other party had fallen asleep.

Put the mobile phone back and an Zichen continues to deal with the contract on the table.

At the same time, Yan Nuoqi stood in front of the French window at home and looked at the heavy snow under the street lamp outside. Near the new year, at this time in the past, she would start preparing things for the festival at home.

On the sofa, there is also the scarf that an Zichen surrounded Yan Nuoqi's neck that day. The color of dark blue is as deep as his master, and can also be as active as sea waves.

The two people haven't been in touch. Even the colleagues of Yan Nuoqi's magazine also see the clue. Today, when Yan Nuoqi passed by the coffee shop during the day, he heard that several people in the next department were chatting gossip. The content was nothing more than an Zichen playing with Yan Nuoqi's feelings. In the end, an Zichen changed into an's family. Yan Nuoqi was played with and left nothing at last.

Fang Fang, who went with Yan Nuoqi, heard that the people inside were talking more and more excessively. He wanted to rush in and have a theory with the other party, but Yan Nuoqi grabbed him.

Thinking of those people's words, Yan Nuoqi thought that there was a gap, and there was blood flowing out of it.

Sleepless night, two people are doing their own things. But no one thought of calling each other.

During this period, Zhang ningyun stayed at home with his mother. Without an Zichen's own admission, the servants at all levels have determined that this is their future wife.

After an Zichen lived in the company for three consecutive days and didn't go back to his house, an's mother "forced" an Zichen to go back to his house.

Back home, an Zichen saw Zhang ningyun sitting next to his mother. Sometimes he can't figure it out. This woman is not stupid. In addition, he has lived in the United States for so many years. The way to think about things should be more open-minded and open. How can he be so stupid emotionally.

Ann's mother deliberately arranged two people to sit together at dinner in the evening. Looking at the two people's talent and beauty, Ann's mother was satisfied and couldn't close her mouth.

"Zichen, do you have time tomorrow?" Ann's mother looked forward to staring at an Zichen and waiting for the other party's answer.

Thinking that tomorrow is the weekend, an Zichen plans to see Yan Nuoqi. Even if the two people had a cold war before, one should bow his head first. Since Yan Nuoqi ignored himself, he had to be soft first to find Yan Nuoqi.

Seeing the warmth on an Zichen's face, an's mother was "cluttering" in her heart. Before an Zichen spoke, he had already "issued an order" first.

"Even if you have something to do tomorrow, you will give me a push. Whether business or private! " Ann's mother suddenly turned cold and was afraid that her son would not listen to her.

"What's up?"

An's mother looked at an Zichen with a smile: "you'll go shopping with Ning Yun tomorrow."

"The company has something else to do." Almost as soon as an's mother finished, an Zichen blurted out.

"Pa"

Ann's mother put her chopsticks on the table: "what can I do? Are you going to sacrifice your personal affairs to do business?" Ann's mother looked at an Zichen: "anyway, you go out with Ning Yun tomorrow. Ning Yun has been here for so long and hasn't gone out with you once. What can you do if you accompany others?"

An Zichen was upset. He knew it would be bad to call him back.

The next day, an Zichen listened to an's mother and reluctantly took Zhang ningyun out to the mall. The car drove away and settled down. The atmosphere in the car was terrible and quiet.

At a fork in the road, an Zichen turned in the other direction. Zhang ningyun noticed that the direction was wrong. After thinking about it, he asked, "brother Zichen, where are we going?"

An Zichen's face was expressionless: "go and pick up a person."

Zhang ningyun's heart sank. She could guess that the man in an Zichen's mouth was Yan Nuoqi. Unwilling hands clenched into fists, where is she worse than Yan Nuoqi?

When the car stopped at the roadside, an Zichen went out and waved to the person standing at the intersection not far from the front: "here."

When the woman saw an Zichen, she raised a smile on her face: "brother an."

An Zichen bypasses the car and opens the door for the woman herself. The woman sits in the co driver's seat. An Zichen kindly helps the other party fasten his seat belt.

The two people interacted in front and completely regarded Zhang ningyun sitting in the back as air.

For a long time, Zhang ningyun smiled stiffly: "brother Zichen, who is this?"

"I'm Ango's friend." Sun Jingjing readily replied, but it was so harsh in Zhang ningyun's ear.

"Is there anything you want to buy today?" An Zichen suddenly asked.

Hearing an Zichen's question, Zhang ningyun thought seriously. However, before she thought of anything, sun Jingjing's voice sounded in the carriage: "buy some clothes and cosmetics. It's almost the holiday. If you buy something timely, you should be almost there. "

Zhang ningyun looked at Sun Jingjing with a touch of malice. She thought there was only one yannuoqi, and she was more than enough to deal with a powerless person. But if an Zichen is surrounded by a large group of warblers, how can she drive them clean?

With heavy worries, Zhang ningyun and an Zichen have come to the parking lot of the mall. Stop the car, several people get off the car, and sun Jingjing takes an Zichen's arm: "let's go."

Seeing this scene, Zhang ningyun's expression was distorted. He followed the two people for a distance and said to sun Jingjing intentionally or unintentionally: "Miss, you have nothing to do with brother Zichen. Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood by others when you do such an intimate action?"

Sun Jingjing glanced innocently, blinking and blinking at Zhang ningyun: "what's the misunderstanding? Brother an and I are friends."

Zhang ningyun's blocked breath didn't come up, and the stem was in his chest and couldn't attack.

Several people came to the mall. Sun Jingjing took an Zichen's hand and went to the other side for a while. Completely ignored Zhang ningyun.

From the first floor to the third floor, after a while, an Zichen had several more bags in his hand, but none of them was bought by Zhang ningyun.

Gloomily walking behind, Zhang ningyun scolded sun Jingjing back and forth several times.