As he ate, Helen talked to Dai Ning about Anne.

"Anne likes to step on the high and praise the low, and she is very flattering to the editor-in-chief. She can step on the people below. Usually, everyone dares to be angry but not speak out." Helen curled her lips.

"She really wants to dislike me." Dai Ning frowned.

Although Anne is usually very domineering to the rest of the column group, she seems to be a little more harsh with her.

"That's because she is jealous of you being more beautiful than her and having a gentle personality!" Helen smiled with chopsticks.

Hearing this, Dai Ning was amused.

Seeing Dai Ning's funny look, Helen quickly explained: "Don't believe it. She saw girls who were more beautiful than her and didn't like them all, for fear of stealing her limelight. In fact, she just felt that she was pretty pretty and dressed up very much every day!"

Dai Ning couldn't help but smile again.

This Annie is actually pretty good and dressed very well. Dai Ning always feels that Annie has something to wear, but she can't say what's wrong. After Helen said this, she suddenly realized that she is indeed wearing enough, and the base shirt is so low that it can't be lower.

Then, Helen whispered to Dai Ning: "Do you know? I heard that Anne is pursuing the son of editor-in-chief Catherine."

Hearing this, Dai Ning was stunned, and then shook her head blankly. She had just entered the company, so how could she know so much news?

"Don't you know? The manuscripts Anne gave you today that require illustrations are not to be given to an artist in the afternoon? That artist is the son of editor-in-chief Catherine." Helen said mysteriously.

Hearing this, Dai Ning suddenly realized.

No wonder Anne asked herself to find the stack of documents that needed illustrations in such a short time. It turned out that the artist she admired came here in the afternoon.

Seeing Dai Ning's ignorant look, Helen said again: "If you want to say that the editor-in-chief Catherine's son is a super handsome guy. Catherine's husband is Westerner, so Catherine's son is a mixed-race or a top student studying abroad. Now Jiangzhou has its own art studio, and Catherine's husband is an entrepreneur with a rich family. Otherwise, how could Annie, who is above the top, fall in love with it?"

Hearing this, Dai Ning said, "That's enough for someone to like Annie."

"You don't understand this, right? Men chase women, they are covered with mountains; women chase men, they are covered with gauze. And Anne wears them so charmingly every day. Although Chinese men think they are indifferent, maybe foreign men like them!" Helen analyzed.

Hearing this, Dai Ning said, "It's good to catch up. Maybe Annie can go back to China to be a wife. There is no need to work so hard in the column team anymore, right?"

Hearing this, Helen immediately slapped the table. "Yes, why didn't I expect it? Then we will escape from the sea of ​​suffering!"

"Haha." Seeing Helen so excited, Dai Ning couldn't help but smile.

"Then we really hope that Annie can catch up with that mixed-race. Alas, although Annie is a bit cheaper, she doesn't have to look at her face that can be wrung out every day!" Helen said with her eyes rolled.

"Okay, eat quickly, it's time to go to work." Dai Ning urged with a funny look.

Helen then ate the food and said to Dai Ning: "The mixed-race is here later, I'll let you appreciate that handsome guy!"

Dai Ning couldn't help but smile. She was not interested in any handsome guy now. She wanted to hope that the child in her belly would not let her vomit so uncomfortable every day. She really felt like she was going to die.

After dinner, Dai Ning and Helen returned to the company and it was time to get off work.

Dai Ning gave Annie the work she did. Annie rarely chose and took the documents and began to put on makeup.

After Dai Ning returned to his position, Helen winked at Dai Ning.

Dai Ning looked at Annie carefully and found that Annie had changed her clothes, not the same outfit she wore in the morning.yyls

Annie, who bought the cake, actually went back to change her clothes during the lunch break. It seemed that she was really concerned about the mixed-race.

The clothes Anne wore still belonged to her style, wearing a Boromian long skirt. Of course, the low breasts still showed off her career line. Her hair was also made into a shape, as usual, a pair of big earrings, a large necklace, and a large ring.

Dai Ning found that for half an afternoon, Annie did not work as usual, but was unable to sit still. From time to time, she would run to the door to take a look, probably waiting for the mixed race.

Dai Ning, who had been typing for a long time, suddenly felt a tumble in her stomach, so she quickly got up and went to the bathroom.

She didn't dare to vomit in front of the sink, so she could only hold the toilet in the compartment and vomit. After vomiting, she felt a little better in her stomach.

After looking at his face in front of the sink, Dai Ning walked out of the bathroom with confidence when he saw that it was not too pale and ugly.

When Dai Ning walked to the door of the office, he suddenly found that it was very lively inside.

A tall back stood at Annie's desk, and Annie was standing shoulder to shoulder with the tall back at this moment.

"Phillip, these manuscripts need illustrations. Thank you for your hard work!" Anne was kind and even her voice was gentle like a little sheep.

Dai Ning couldn't help but be stunned. Because she had been working with Annie for more than a week, she had never seen Annie so approachable. It seemed that the power of love was really magical.

"You're welcome, this is my job." This male voice was very thick.

Hearing this voice, Dai Ning couldn't help but be stunned!

This voice is so familiar. By the way, what name does Annie call this mixed-blood just now?

Philip? Oh my God, it's not such a coincidence, right?

The next moment, Dai Ning looked up at the back of the tall man.

This back is indeed very similar, height and figure.

Although he did not turn around, Dai Ning could already be sure that this person was Philip.

"Phillip, do you want to have coffee or tea?" Annie's eyes could not leave Philip.

Everyone present felt goose bumps all over their bodies, because they had never seen Anne's appearance as a little lamb before, but they just felt strange all over their bodies.

"I like Chinese tea. Thank you." Philip said generously, without any reaction to Anne's various discharges, as if he was just an insulator.

"Is tea? Is that what is Biluochun, Tieguanyin or Longjing? I know you like to drink tea, so I have prepared more than a dozen famous teas." Annie smiled.

"Whatever." Philip said, touching his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!