Chapter 290

Song Xi pushes the door in. The office is too big. She walks out dozens of steps to see people. Georges Sheng sits behind the black desk and looks down at the documents.

Walking to the table, she silently opened her backpack and took out a thermos cup, not a small crystal bowl.

Put things down, Song Xi pull the chain, this is ready to go, Georges Sheng finally willing to look up at her way: "not happy?"

Song Xi looks calm, "No."

He asked, "why don't you talk?"

Song Xi replied, "I'm afraid I'll disturb your work."

George Sheng looked at her delicate and bright face, then dropped his eyes on the thermos cup, reached for it, unscrewed the lid and found that it was not jujube soup.

"What is this?" He asked.

Song Xi said: "yam lotus seed soup."

"I don't take medicine," Georgeson said

Song Xi said: "yam is not medicine."

He looked at her, Song Xi look serious, "yam can be used for medicine, but it mainly belongs to edible vegetables, lotus seed is Qingre Quhuo, nourishing Buxu."

She almost added, I really will not poison you, although just on the way in, she did have such an idea.

"Try it. I put rock sugar. It's sweet, not bitter."

Every time Song Xi takes medicine, he does not want to coax him. George Sheng sits in a large leather chair, looks defensive, and tentatively drinks a little.

She stared at his expression. "How's it going?"

George Sheng didn't answer. He raised his glass slightly and responded with practical actions. It's OK.

Song Xi breathes a sigh of relief, and suddenly congratulates herself that she didn't study pediatrics. If she became a pediatrician, her patience would be ground to powder.

While the iron is hot, she tears the plastic film on the crystal bowl and hands it to her, "eat some fruit."

George Sheng took a look, today's fruit is also different from yesterday's, for mulberry, orange, and a good peel lotus seeds.

Song Xi said: "if you can't finish eating oranges, you can put them aside and smell them. You will feel better."

"Who said I was in a bad mood?" said Georgeson

Song Xi lips a hook, smile that call a good-looking, "then I wish you a better mood."

She wanted to be happy, so she didn't get angry with him. No matter what he said, she would follow him. Anyway, he liked to follow him.

Sure enough, Georges Sheng, the donkey, was smoothed off immediately. He didn't say anything else.

The mug is not too big. It's full of soup. After several sips, George Sheng is picking up an orange to eat. Song Xi's mobile phone rings. It's Han Chunmeng.

Song Xi looks at George Sheng, "then you're busy. I'll go first."

George Sheng's face was light and his eyes didn't lift. He said to himself, "take away the things on the table over there."

Song Xi was a little surprised. He turned to see a 12 inch pastry box on the tea table not far away. Georges Sheng said, "I don't like it when it's sent by others. Take it away."

Song Xi blinked, subconsciously replied: "no, I'll go out for dinner later."

George Sheng raised his eyelids and said in the same tone: "please take it out and throw it away."

Two people four eyes opposite, almost in an instant, Song Xi knew that he said the wrong thing.

He wanted to give it to her. How could she come against it? She made a slip of the tongue and said she would follow it.

With a grin on his lips, Song Xi said: "it's a pity to throw it away. Let's go to the cinema after dinner in the evening. It can be used as dessert."

With that, she turned to the tea table, picked up the box and said hello to Georges once again, "I'm leaving. You should eat more fruit."

Georgeson had bowed his head and ignored it as usual.

When Song Xi comes out of georgesheng's office, he takes the elevator to go downstairs. Several Gao Zhu upstairs see her go in and out. After others leave, they gather together to gossip.

"Who is it?"

"The boss said it was delivery."

"Nerve, where do you think she looks like a delivery girl?"

"Of course I know she doesn't deliver delivery. I mean it's her own delivery!"

Another eyelid pick, puzzled: "I saw, go in three minutes and fifty-two seconds, it's too late to take off clothes..."

The others immediately stare at you, with the appearance that you dare to speak ill of the boss and you are dead. The male assistant quickly changes his words and says, "the boss says delivery, that's delivery. The boss orders delivery, and the delivery is not ordinary people. What do you think? It's gone, it's gone. "

Those who can sit in this position are the cream of human beings. Several human spirits all found that when Song Xi came, there was something in the bag, but it was not so big. When he left, the bag was obviously bigger.

I haven't seen any takeout. I'm not empty handed. I'm more affluent when I leave than when I come here. Only George Sheng's assistant guessed right, because he ordered the snacks. Of course, George Sheng ordered them.

At that time, he was still wondering what kind of snacks the boss ordered. As soon as the "take away" arrived, it was sure.

Song Xi comes out from the gate of Haiwei group with a bag and goes straight to the parking place. She doesn't see another car behind her slowly driving to the gate to stop. It's Yuanbao.

When Yuanbao saw Song Xi, he was a little surprised. He said in secret how did she come?

All the way up the stairs, he didn't have to say hello when he went into Georges' office. He just knocked twice and said, "I just saw Song Xi downstairs. Is she coming for you?"

He was a very casual sentence, but when he approached, he found that there were thermos cups and fruit bowls on a straight man's desk.

Yes, it's not a fruit bowl. It's a fruit bowl.

The most powerful thing about Yuanbao is that he has a very careful mind. He had a meal in Cuicheng mountain, and he saw this kind of crystal bowl there at that time. Needless to ask, it must have been sent by Song Xi.

The corner of the lip can't help but evoke. Yuanbao says with a smile, "what can I do for you?"

George Sheng didn't lift his eyelids, and his voice was still as usual: "she's helping me with insomnia."

Yuanbao smell speech, is the eye slightly pick, looked at a few things in the eye bowl, doubt a way: "mulberry and lotus seed cure insomnia, I don't know, orange you always like to eat, I didn't see you sleep better where to go."

George Sheng didn't bother to pay attention to him. Yuanbao reached out and picked up the orange. He peeled the flesh out and wanted to throw the skin away.

George Sheng raised his eyes, "the skin is left behind."

With a few oranges in his mouth, Yuanbao turned his head and said, "do you want to eat skin?"

George Sheng couldn't help looking at him. Yuanbao handed the peel to him with a smile and swallowed the things in his mouth. Then he said, "can you trust her?"

Georges Sheng looked down at the document, after a few seconds to speak, tone indistinguishable anger: "for her father, she must be good to me."

Yuanbao is smiling but not smiling: "I've become a prostitute."

George Sheng said nothing. Yuanbao continued: "I heard you call her Xi'er before. From now on, you can change your name to Huang Shiren."

George Sheng looked up at him and said, "did you put salt in the orange? You are so free today. "

Yuan Baoxiao said: "oranges are very sweet. After all, they are very popular."