After divorce I am a billionaire

Anthony didn't even look at her, put down the milk and walked towards the small sofa in the study. Folding his long legs leisurely, he took out his laptop and started working.

It took several minutes for Mavis to notice that he was still in the study.

Anthony didn't leave.

She tilted her head and looked at the sofa, "Are you busy with work?" Anthony focused on typing and ignored her.

If he was really busy with work, she will feel a little guilty.

She occupied Anthony's desk, making him, the host, sit on the sofa to work...

"Mr. Callahan, we... let's change positions?" Anthony stopped what he was doing and gave her a cold look as if she was a stupid.

She was using a desktop computer. How to change? Did she not think before she spoke? Complaining in his heart, Anthony didn't have a nice expression on his face, "No, shut your mouth. Deal with your business.

Don't bother me." Mavis shut up and continued to enter the data.

For a while, there was only the sound of keyboard tapping in the entire study.

Both of them were busy with their work, and they were as harmonious as a couple who had been married for many years.

Mavis seldom had a chance to use keyboard, and typing was a bit slow.

Two hours later, when Anthony's work was done, but she hadn't finished the rest of the work.

Anthony frowned tightly, and stared at her seriously for a while with cold expression.

Was it because the company had arranged too much work for her, or was it because she was too stupid? While Mavis was staring at the computer attentively, he walked behind Mavis with light footsteps to check her work status.

He was startled when he saw it.

"Today | can finally see how people type with two fingers." He taunted unceremoniously.

"Apart from your two index fingers, your other fingers are all trash? For decoration?" "You don't press space with your thumb? Does your thumb get cut off by the keyboard?" "If you keep typing at this speed, when will you be able to finish entering the data?" Mavis was furious and looked back at him, "If you're done with work, go back to your room. Although | type slowly, | won't sleep tonight. Can | practice my typing?" "Can you?" Anthony raised his eyes slightly, almost being amused, "Look at your poor basic skill, you still want to increase your typing speed today? You haven't slept yet, why do you start dreaming?" Mavis refused to admit defeat, "A slow sparrow should make an early start. If | practice more, it will always be effective.” "With wrong way, even if you type for a year, you can't keep up with my speed." Mavis nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, you're the fastest.” Anthony was displeased, gritted his teeth gloomily, and patted her on the head, "Men are not allowed to described fast." "What?" Mavis was so focused on her work that she didn't know what he was talking about.

Anthony, who was too lazy to explain too much, slowly bent over to approach her, grabbed her hand who was resting on the keyboard, and corrected her fingering.

"The left hand is in charge of this half of the keys, and the right hand is the other half. After typing, tap the space. Tap with your thumb. This key is Enter. Use this for line feed. You have to remember the order of these letters ...” His tone was very impatient. His voice was low and fierce, but he taught a lot and explained it in great detail.

"Try it. Use the method I just said, and type another line of text." Mavis was a beginner and had to watch the keyboard, but she was very serious, trying to overcthe habit of typing with two fingers. She slowly typed a line of text according to the gestures taught by Anthony.

Because she was not used to it, she always pressed the wrong button, but fortunately, the key fingering was correct.

Anthony quietly observed her hands, and she was able to achieve results so quickly. She was very talented, and Anthony was relieved.

Although he was satisfied in his heart, he still said, "You're really stupid. I'll add a job to you tonight. When the data is finished, you'll record this contract.” "Remember the fingerings | just taught. If you can't finish recording tonight, you are not allowed to sleep, and your first month's internship salary will be deducted." He said in an indifferent and casual tone. In the pile of documents on the desk, he casually flipped through a contract without too many words.

Mavis looked back at him bitterly, "You have said if | leave the company, I'm not your employee. How can you askto do so and deduct my salary?" He didn't feel guilty, "You have a poor foundation. If you want to be able to work in the workplace with ease, you have to increase your strength and quickly master all skills. | can tell you in advance that | will not let you beca regular worker because of my personal relationship with you. If you don't have the ability to meet the work intensity after the three-month internship period, you will be fired and kicked out of the Callahan Group.” Although his words were very unpleasant, it made sense.

Not wanting to lose the first month's salary for the internship, Mavis tried to speed up typing, completely ignored his presence, and threw herself into her work.

The speed was indeed much faster.

Anthony watched behind her for a moment, with his eyes inexplicably focusing on the base of her ear.

He just grabbed her hand and corrected her fingering personally. Because the distance was too close, his face accidentally rubbed Mavis' ear.

It would make his heart move a little bit, weirdly.

Realizing that he was thinking wildly again, Anthony's expression turned even colder.

"Hurry up and then go to bed. Stupid, pigs are smarter than you. | really don't know how you lived in Teflayria before. You haven't learned the basic skills of computer well." He murmured in a low voice, turned around very impatiently, and went to stand by the window of the study to smoke.

Mavis ignored him, focused on typing, and never gave him the opportunity to make excuses and deduct wages.

Night talways went by so fast.

Anthony smoked two cigarettes, sat on the sofa feeling bored and was on his phone for a while. Then another two hours passed.

On a live broadcast software, Melissa was the team manager, and a team she managed was playing the game.

Anthony watched the live broadcast of the game, and as Melissa's team won the entire game, he also beca little interested in this competitive game.

Mavis was still typing in front of the computer. He estimated that the contract would be enough for her to enter for a while, so he downloaded the gand started to play.

He didn't even realize that he was accompanying with Mavis and didn't go back to his room to rest.

One o'clock.

With the last line of words entered into the computer file, Mavis pressed the enter key, and successfully completed the special work assigned by Anthony.

Sitting and typing for a long tcan bring great fatigue to the body.

Mavis had a sore back and rubbed her shoulders and neck herself.

Inadvertently glancing at a man sitting on the sofa playing gon his mobile phone, she was stunned.

"Didn't you leave the study just now? Could it be you have been withduring the hours I've been working overtime?" Mavis felt warm.

It was already late at night. The whole house was quiet, and he actually stayed up late with her and didn't go to sleep? To be able to do this, Anthony should... still have a bit of a crush on her, right? Mavis thought so and was moved. Anthony didn't even look at her but leaned on the back of the sofa lazily. He didn't look good but threw away the phone unhappily.

"Unscrupulous garbage game. Wasting my time. Have no meaning at all.” With his words, he got up and left the study with a proud back.

As if forgetting the existence of Mavis in the study, he never looked at her from beginning to end.

Mavis's mood was ruined and she felt completely cold.

It turned out he didn't wait for her, but just stayed in the study. Just because he was too involved in playing games, he forgot the time...