Chapter 1265 - Concern (1/2)

In the note, words of confession were written in the language of six countries with an artistic air to it.

Seeing it, Qiao Yanze tore the paper into pieces and threw it into the bin. Cen Xi saw his actions and her eyes widened slightly. “Mr Qiao, w-why did you tear up my things?”

Qiao Yanze put one hand in his pants pocket and said coldly, “Miss Cen, you’re here to work, not to have fun.”

“Where did you see me having fun? Besides, I have already completed my job. What I do has nothing to do with Mr Qiao!”

“Nothing?” Qiao Yanze’s dark eyes narrowed. “Linda drank too much at the c.o.c.ktail party. Are you able to sort out the information of the exchange meeting alone? I need it by tomorrow morning.”

Cen Xi lowered her eyelashes and felt puzzled. Didn’t Sister Linda know that she was here for work? Why did she drink so much at the party?

“If not, I’ll talk to your director tomorrow. Such irresponsible employees are not suitable to work there.”

Cen Xi looked at Qiao Yanze’s dark and cold face. She really did not understand, how did she offend him?

Why was he looking so fierce and cold?

“Who says I can’t?” Cen Xi stood up from the ground and entered the elevator.

Qiao Yanze followed her in. The elevator reached the floor they were staying in and Cen Xi stepped out quickly, as if the man who took the elevator with her was a beast.

Qiao Yanze frowned as he looked at her back. “Come and sort it out in my room later.”

Cen Xi paused for a moment and did not reply, only leaving in a hurry.

Qiao Yanze rubbed his slightly aching temples. He had only had a few drinks at night, why was his head starting to hurt?

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Work was work and personal grudges were personal grudges. Ultimately, Cen Xi would still obey the arrangement of her superior.

Qiao Yanze was staying in the presidential suite which had a living room and study. Although it was just the two of them, she had nothing to fear. She knew that he hated her and even if she took off all her clothes, he would not even look at her.

Cen Xi took her laptop to his presidential suite. The door was not closed and she went in after pressing the doorbell.

Qiao Yanze was standing in front of the french windows in the living room, smoking. When he saw that Cen Xi was here, he pointed at the study.

So Cen Xi went into the study.

Thankfully, Cen Xi had recorded the conversation during the exchange meeting. She listened to it carefully and arranged the meeting contents in the laptop, then translated them.

An hour later, she rubbed her neck. She planned to rest for a few minutes before continuing when her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Cen Xi swiped across the screen to answer.

“Monitor.”

“Xiaoxi, are you sleeping?” Su Han’s voice sounded nervous. If she had seen his notebook, she should have seen the letter he had put inside. But hearing her voice, it did not sound strange. Did she not see it?

“I haven’t slept yet. I have some work to do. Monitor, is there anything you need?”

“Have you read the notes?”

Just then, the door of the study was pushed open and Cen Xi looked at the man who had come in.