Chapter Twelve: A Novelty Toy
"Anyway, let's redo this design, go back!" Bai Xiaofan threw the design back to Xiang Lin and finally let them go.
Qiao Xi first breathed a sigh of relief, and then sighed, because redoing it meant that their design department had to start working overtime day and night again, and she had to start running endless errands again.
The future is dark!
Zhang Yi helped them open the office door again. Xiang Lin no longer had the peacock-like elegance she had before she came in, and was left with an embarrassment of shame. As for Qiao Xi, she followed her dejectedly with two dark circles under her eyes.
"Wait."
Bai Xiaofan suddenly made a sound, not knowing who he was calling. Qiao Xi and Xiang Lin turned to look at him at the same time.
"How long have you been working overtime continuously?" Bai Xiaofan asked, his cold voice was indescribably pleasant, like spring water.
Qiao Xi opened her mouth at a loss, but could not answer. Xiang Lin had already taken the credit before her: "It's been a week. I wanted to achieve results earlier and faster, but I didn't expect that you would be surprised.
disappointed."
After saying that, Xiang Lin looked very disappointed.
"Go back and tell the people in the design department to go home from get off work and come back to work tomorrow." Bai Xiaofan said calmly, then he didn't look at them again, lowered his head and continued to review his work today.
Qiao Xi was very pleasantly surprised. Although she knew that Bai Xiaofan did this because of Xiang Lin, she at least got a bargain and could finally go home and take a good bath and sleep today!'
Sometimes people's desires are so small. At least at this moment, Qiao Xi is extremely satisfied!
She bowed deeply to Bai Xiaofan and said gratefully: "Thank you, CEO!"
The pen holding the signature paused for a moment. Bai Xiaofan raised his eyes to look at Qiao Xi's exiting figure, a flash of light flashing across his eyes. It wasn't until Zhang Yi closed the door that he slowly withdrew his gaze and continued working.
Zhang Yi pushed up the glasses on Liang and asked calmly: "Do you care about her?"
"It's just a novel toy." Bai Xiaofan replied without raising his head, glancing at a document on the corner of the table.
After letting Zhang Yi go out, Bai Xiaofan stopped writing, folded his hands and stared at the document like an old man.
This is the information Zhang Yi checked for him two days ago, all the personal information belonging to that woman!
Bai Xiaofan didn't look at it. He wanted to let his slight curiosity subside slowly, but Qiao Xi appeared in front of him again and again, which slowly aroused his curiosity.
Bai Xiaofan was never a man who made things difficult for himself. He still picked up the document on the corner of the table, opened it, and read it. The more he looked down, the deeper the smile on his lips became.
Zhang Yi was as detailed as ever in his work and even found out three generations of Qiao Xi's ancestors.
While reading, Bai Xiaofan raised one eyebrow when he saw that the column for marriage was filled out. When he saw that the column for love was also filled out, the other eyebrow also raised.
Finally, the past tense column was filled with the word Yan Chu.
Chapter completed!