Chapter 242 Public Relations Department, Beauty Salon.

Back in the General Department, Sister Yang had already gone back to the office to rest. Han Qian tiptoed into Yang Lan's office and told her that Yang Jia was fine. Yang Lan leaned on the table and hummed, and Han Qian exited the office obediently, and then Pointing at the snacks on the table, he waved to his colleagues and whispered.

"Come and get it! I can't finish it. It's rare for little Yang Jia to bleed."

The big guy and Han Qian have long been rude and don't show up.

Han Qian took the Chinese cigarettes, thought about it and opened them, and distributed them one by one to male colleagues who smoked in the office, and said with a smile.

"Don't refuse Sister Yang's offer. It tastes good. Then... I'll skip class? Brothers and sisters, can you just pretend you didn't see it?"

Everyone smiled and nodded. When he passed Liu Jiulong, Han Qian gave him the remaining three boxes of cigarettes and chuckled softly.

"I will learn from Deputy Liu how to be a man in the future. This is the tuition fee."

Liu Jiulong said softly without messing around with Han Qian.

"Is little Yang Jia okay?"

"It's okay. I bought two hamburgers and went back. I should be scolded by Mr. Yan now."

Li Jiulong sighed and said nothing. After Han Qian left the General Department, he went straight to the Public Relations Department. Now he didn't dare to open Gao Xingcheng's door. Is that so interesting? We haven't experienced it either.

Shuoshuo from the public relations department was not here, so he was lucky. As soon as Han Qian walked into the public relations department, his sister Wan Fang said with a cold look.

"Hey, who has shot Mr. Han's head open again?"

As he spoke, Han Qian stood up and gave up his seat. Han Qian stepped forward and sat in Wan Fang's seat. Xuanxuan on the side covered her mouth and laughed.

"Wan Wan, why are you teasing him? Then you have to give up your position. You're both good and fun-loving, right?"

Wan Fang shrugged. At this time, Han Qian took out the Nokia antique and pointed it at Wan Fang and said seriously.

"Don't move, I have to take pictures of these beautiful legs."

Wan Fang was slightly startled when she looked at the antique in Han Qian's hand, then she struck a charming pose and said seductively.

"Come on~"

Han Qian put away his phone and pouted.

"Today is not the right time to go out to tell fortunes and catch goblins. I'll spare you this once."

Wanwan laughed loudly. After the last time, she found that Han Qian was actually not that difficult to get in touch with and had a very down-to-earth personality. Han Qian looked at the cosmetics on the table and said softly.

"I feel like my face is covered with a layer of glue recently. It's very uncomfortable. Is there anything you can do?"

This can be regarded as asking an expert. Wan Fang turned around and took a bottle of glue from Xuanxuan's table and smiled at Han Qian.

"Fight fire with fire!"

"Get out!"

At this time, a young man handed Han Qian a bottle of water, which was all in English, and smiled at Han Qian.

"Mr. Han, try this. Sprinkle a little into your hands and pat it on your face. It's moisturizing and may be more comfortable. You may not know how to use it. Let Sister Wanwan help you."

Han Qian took the toner in his hand, turned his head and glanced at Wan Fang, and whispered.

"Then she can't use me to practice Iron Sand Palm?"

This sentence made Wan Fang unhappy. She stepped forward and took the toner from Han Qian's hand. She stood behind Han Qian and held Han Qian's head against her belly with her hands. Then she sprinkled a little water on her and gently applied it. Slap it on Han Qian's face.

The ice is cool and very comfortable.

Han Qian closed his eyes and whispered softly.

"Can any of you help call Vice President Gao over? Just say that I don't want to watch the live-action movie anymore. I'm sorry. I'll wait for him here."

Wan Fang's hand tightened slightly and she complained.

"How can you say that? Sister Yaya is not with Vice President Gao."

"Look, you know who it is even if I don't tell you."

"Shut up!"

Wan Fang stormed off, and Han Qian shut up obediently. Not long after, Gao Jishi came, and then this guy also imitated Han Qian and asked Xuanxuan to apply some water on him. These two guys regarded the public relations department as a place for beauty care. .

The main public relations department is too knowledgeable about cosmetics.

Han Qian had a facial mask on his face, leaned his head against Wan Fang's body, and said softly.

"Why did Director Liu come here suddenly? Don't tell me that you're out of luck!"

Gao Xiji was currently enjoying Xuanxuan's shaving service and said softly.

"It's just a whim. Han Qian, let me tell you, I treat my brother-in-law as my own brother-in-law. No matter what he treats me as, don't make too much trouble."

Han Qian curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"You have something wrong with your brain, but I don't. I have a terrible headache now. I struggle between death and life every day. I don't think I hate the enemy enough? Let's study and get some first. Otherwise, this guy shouldn't be in a hurry and end it as soon as possible. It's time to worry, I don't have much time to deal with him, by the way! Is the guy named Lin playing with you?"

"I don't want to play with him anymore. It's so stupid. Now I think spending money can make Guan Dagou's heart beat. I'm very curious. Why does this guy want to be your enemy? Who gave him the courage?"

"Fortune tellers can live to ninety."

puff!

Wan Fang couldn't hold back her laughter. Although she didn't understand what they were talking about, she couldn't hold back the fortune teller saying that she could live ninety years. Gao Xingcheng turned his head to look at Han Qian and chuckled softly.

"Exchanging a head bandage for a high-profile secretary?"

Mentioning Cai Qinghu, Han Qian had a slight headache and frowned weakly.

"This old guy Cheng Jin is deliberately playing tricks on me. He might feel uncomfortable seeing me idle. Are you interested in the real estate business?"

"It's what I asked for."

Now Han Qian is trying his best to build a good relationship with Gao Jingcheng. He must let this guy taste the sweetness and make him think that his alliance with Han Qian is solid. No matter how hard it is, he must also make him think that Han Qian trusts him. What will happen in the end? Who can eat whom depends on their personal abilities.

Then Han Qian fell asleep in the public relations department. When he woke up, it was already afternoon. When he raised his head, there was a relaxing breath from behind. Han Qian looked at the girl who was sitting and blowing her legs and wondered.

"You just keep standing like this?"

Wan Fang glared at Han Qian and said angrily.

"I thought you would wake up after sleeping for a while. Who knew you could sleep for so long, even if I apologized for my recklessness last time."

Han Qian chuckled, stood up, stretched, and said lazily.

"If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can come to me for help once. I don't ask for money. If you have any trouble, you can come to me. It's only once, so cherish it."

Wan Fang shrugged and curled her lips.

"You noble man forgets things a lot, but my sister doesn't dare to worry about it."

"You're shameless. I'm only twenty-five. I just looked at your profile. You're twenty-nine. Are you taking advantage of me?"

"Call me Sister Wanwan."

"Bye, brother has to get off work, see you tomorrow."

Han Qian really had to leave. He had to report to Qian Ling in the evening, mainly because he wanted to buy food. Neither Qian Ling nor Qian Wan were good at buying food.

well!

I have to be educated by Qian Ling again tonight.

He went downstairs and said hello to the security captain.

"Bye, buddy, it's time to get off work."

Everyone on the first floor is so envious! People in this class can come whenever they want and leave whenever they want.

envious.

I want to sleep, I want to sleep