Two weeks passed in a blink of an eye, and it was the day to submit the draft. Before getting off work, my colleagues handed over their respective design drafts to the team leader.

Qiao Nian finally handed over and came out of the elevator. She saw Guan Xiaowen in front of her, so she stopped her and went to take the subway together.

"You are quite confidential, and I didn't even let me take a look." Guan Xiaowen looked at Qiao Nian and smiled.

"That's because you're afraid you'll laugh." Qiao Nian said embarrassedly.

To be honest, in the past two weeks, she found that the designers in their company are of high quality. She used to think that she had good grades in school, but now she has come out and seen the world, and only then can she realize that there are many experts and it is impossible not to work hard.

"Don't worry, no one will laugh at you, the key is to participate." Guan Xiaowen comforted her.

In her opinion, the director asked the interns to participate in the design, just to motivate them, and not really expecting their design to be noticed by customers.

As the two were talking, a silver-white BMW whizzed past them.

"That's the director's car." Guan Xiaowen pointed it to Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian looked at it and nodded. She seemed to have seen this car last time.

"Is there someone sitting in the co-pilot just now?" Guan Xiaowen said curiously.

The car flashed past her just now, and she seemed to see a figure in the passenger seat, and she didn't know if she was dazzled.

"I don't know, I didn't pay attention." Qiao Nian said, "It's not surprising that even if there are people, maybe the director took the lead in which colleague."

When Guan Xiaowen heard her say this, she couldn't help but say: "You don't know our director too much. He is not a warm-hearted person and doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. After work, he will do his own thing. I guess you live opposite his house and he won't take you."

Qiao Nian couldn't help but be shocked. Is it so cold?

But when I thought about meeting him some time ago, he gave me some advice. It seems that he was so compassionate at that time.

The two of them were gossiping about things in the company. Before they knew it, Qiao Nian arrived at the station first, said goodbye to Guan Xiaowen, and got off the car.

The night was dark, and in a single apartment located on the Third Ring Road of City B, the clothes of men and women were intertwined all over the floor.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Zhang Juan turned over and was about to get out of bed. The woman next to her immediately climbed up without any hesitation and hugged him from behind.

Her slender fingers gently stroked his abdominal muscles, teasing her very provocative.

"Ju'an, let's lie with me for a while." Fu Ziwen said in a sweet voice.

I felt a little complaining in my heart that he would get out of bed every time he finished and would not give her any tenderness.

"You can go for a while, I have something to do." Zhang Juan said without looking back, took her hand away, got up and went to the bathroom.

Fu Ziwen hated his indifference very much, but he was also helpless.

Especially when I think of his bravery just now, I feel more and more devoted to him, and the thought of breaking up with him has long disappeared.

After a while, Zhang Juan came out of the bathroom with only a bath towel wrapped around him. He walked to his computer desk and sat down, lit a cigarette, and turned on the computer.

Fu Ziwen kept looking at him, admiring his perfect physique and his unruly appearance at work.

After watching for a while, she picked up Zhang Juan's shirt and put it on her body.

"You will send this design draft to the customer tomorrow?" She walked behind him and saw that he was looking at a scan of some of the design drafts that had been handed over.

"Yes." He said in a deep voice, looking very focused.

Fu Ziwen chuckled, stroked his shoulders with his hands, and said to his ears: "I am very confident in my design this time. Don't forget to recommend my works in front of customers. What do they know? I will listen to the opinions of you, a professional."

What Fu Ziwen said for granted.

Zhang Juan frowned slightly, and brushed away her hands without mercy, with a hint of boredom on her face.

"How many times have I said that I am a person who has a clear distinction between public and private affairs, so don't let me do such fake public and private affairs."

Fu Ziwen was shocked and felt that he turned against him faster than reading.

When I entered the door, I was still kind to me, but now I dare to get angry at her.

"Zhang Juan, what do you mean? During the period when I was with you, you would not agree to anything. Is there anyone who is as inhumane as you? I have been sleeping with you for so long." Fu Ziwen shouted at him.

Shouldn’t a man take care of a woman? She has slept with him and asked him to meet a little request. Shouldn’t he?

Zhang Juan stood up, leaned against the table, and flicked the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

During this period, he refused her requests from all over the world, but it also bored him.

He looked at her and said slowly: "If you think it's a transaction for you to sleep with me, I can pay you. I will not be able to obey other requests."

"You..." Fu Ziwen's eyes turned red all of a sudden. How could he humiliate her so much and treat her as a prostitute?

She was angry and anxious, especially the man in front of her had such cold eyes.

"You are such a bastard!" She was so angry that she reached out and wanted to slap him.

Unfortunately, she was weak and her wrist was easily clamped by Zhang Juan, and she threw it away with force. Fu Ziwen staggered several steps back.

"I hate unreasonable women the most!" Zhang Juan showed disgust on his face, "From today, our relationship will last."

Fu Ziwen, who had just stood firm, couldn't help panic when he heard his words.

"What do you mean?" she asked in a daze.

"I mean, don't come to my house again in the future, and you'll have to put on your clothes and leave quickly." Zhang Juan turned around and felt a little headache. As expected, the woman was still in trouble.

Seeing his resolute appearance, Fu Ziwen knew that he was not a joke.

Her self-esteem told her that she should slam the door and leave at this time, but she couldn't do it. She was already fascinated by this man and she didn't want to leave him.

"Ju'an, don't be angry, I'm just joking with you just now." She stepped forward and hugged his arm, "Don't worry, I will never make a request to make you embarrassed in front of you again."

Faced with Fu Ziwen's humble plea, Zhang Juan's expression did not improve. In addition to hating unreasonable women, he also disliked women who pestered them.

"Maybe I didn't explain it clearly to you," he looked down at her and said seriously. "We are all adults, and this kind of thing is about your love and my will, but I don't feel much about you anymore, so let's stop here."

This naked refusal hit Fu Ziwen deeply.

"Are you tired of me so quickly? Or do you already have a new goal?" she asked unyieldingly.

"I'm just simply tired of you." Zhang Juan said very directly.

Fu Ziwen's heart was crushed.

She had never been so frustrated. She slept with a man without any conditions, but in the end the man actually said he was tired of her and became tired of her.

"Haha." She came from the sadness and said with a smile: "Zhang Juan, you are the coldest man I have ever seen."

Zhang Juan didn't say anything, but just squeezed the cigarette butts, without any sympathy in his heart.

I don’t know when it started, but women are dispensable to him.

When there is no, he is happy, and sometimes, he doesn't mind venting his desires.

For the rest, he didn't want to waste his slightest feelings.

"You bastard, you're just a big scumbag!" Fu Ziwen pointed at him and cursed.

While picking up your clothes and putting them on, it is like picking up your last trace of dignity.

"You will regret it if you give up on me!" Finally she walked up to him and said viciously.

With a slam, the door was closed with force.

Zhang Juan raised his eyebrows, sat back at the table, and continued to work.

Fu Ziwen went downstairs in a panic. The cell phone in his bag rang. He took it out and saw that it was Fu Mingcheng.

Tonight, her parents were looking for her everywhere, saying that they wanted to introduce her to the son of a ministerial leader. She refused without thinking at the time. Her parents were so angry that they were still lobbying her for now.

After answering the phone, she agreed to Fu Mingcheng to meet him. Fu Mingcheng was very happy and didn't care about the change of his daughter at 180 degrees.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Ziwen looked at the direction of the senior management and felt a sigh of anger.

...

The next day, the entire design department fell into an excited and tense atmosphere.

Unable to discuss it blatantly, Qiao Nian and Guan Xiaowen chatted with the company's communication software.

Guan Xiaowen: I heard that the person in charge of the cosmetics company will come to the company in person today.

Qiao Nian: Is that true? The result will come out today?

Guan Xiaowen: It should be right. It was originally the director who came over. I heard from colleagues from other groups that the other company attached great importance to it, so I decided to come in person.

Qiao Nian: I feel the atmosphere is quite tense.

Guan Xiaowen: Yes, I don’t know who will be selected, and the position of deputy director of our design department is still empty.

Qiao Nian: I dare not think about it anyway, come on.

Guan Xiaowen: Hehe, there are too many experts in the company, and the key is to participate.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Juan came out of the director's office and walked straight towards Fu Ziwen's seat, and looked very bad.

"Why did your group submit a few less design drafts?" he asked, looking at Fu Ziwen.

His voice was very high and stern, and everyone in the design department heard it, and everyone looked over here.

Fu Ziwen was not scared by his momentum at all.

He looked up at him and said lukewarmly: "I'll scan and hand over the design drafts I've handed over to you."

Then he lowered his head and looked at the documents in his hand, looking like he was not in trouble.

This is the work attitude that Zhang Juan hates the most.

"As the team leader, shouldn't you check carefully before handing over the work? " He slapped her on her desk with a palm.

In addition to Fu Ziwen, even a few colleagues at the next table were shocked.

The entire design department became silent.
Chapter completed!