Chapter 233

Bai rubing said weakly: "manager, you don't mean..."

Zhao Jingnan interrupted: "give it to me in the afternoon." Then he glared at Song Qinghuan: "what are you doing? You don't want to do anything."

With an uneasy heart, song Qinghuan came to the top floor with the documents.

The top floor is very quiet. It seems that the two assistants who are keeping out of the cold are already off work. The security personnel let her go directly to the president's office.

She nibbled her lower lip and pondered outside for a moment before she plucked up the courage to knock on the office door.

"Come in!" Inside, there was a low, cold voice.

Song Qinghuan, holding the document, gently pushed the door in, with a smile on his face and a formula smile to say hello: "Hello, Mr. Shi. This is the list of prizes for the annual meeting. Manager Zhao asked me to take it up and sign it."

When he was dealing with the documents in his hand, he kept warm and heard her voice "Shi Zong". He raised his eyes and glanced at her with an idiot's eyes. Then he gave a faint hum and continued to look at the documents.

Song Qinghuan put the document on his desk. When he looked at the document, he stood there silently, with his head down, waiting for his follow-up action.

But half a ring, when the cold did not want to turn through her documents.

Song Qinghuan's eyes turned white and his heart was full of bitterness.

Is he going to read all the contracts he's looking at now, and then deal with the documents she brought?

Please, he still has more than ten pages of documents to read now. He's reading so slowly. It's time to see!

But it's time to get off work. If I go to the canteen later, I have no food to eat.

What, does she want to rush him?

While browsing the document, Yuhan seems to be able to feel song Qinghuan's idea. Suddenly, he puts her next to the document and takes it to see it in front of him.

At the moment, in the office, except for the sound of his turning over the documents, there was a peaceful silence.

To tell the truth, song Qinghuan thinks that now, when he is meticulous in his work, he keeps warm and exudes dignity, especially handsome and charming.

If she had not always been calm in the male direction, it would have been taken away by him.

After browsing the documents, Shi Yuhan didn't rush to sign, but slowly looked up at him with cold eyes. She said, "have you had lunch?"

Song Qinghuan was surprised that he would ask about this, and he shook his head honestly, "well, not yet, you can go to eat after signing."

"That's just right. Let's eat together." He habitually gave orders and didn't rush to sign. He went to the other side of the big office.

Song Qinghuan looks at him eagerly, wants to stop him to sign the contract first, and finally follows the orders.

There are two food boxes on the tea table in front of the French window. They are a famous restaurant, three famous dishes and a famous soup.

After taking out the dishes, I rubbed my hands wearily, and a pair of deep eyes narrowed slightly, showing a strange light: "hand pain, I'll give you the next one."

After a pause, he added, "just like yesterday."

Song Qinghuan was silly, thinking that he had heard wrong, "yesterday? Hello When she saw it, she almost spat blood: "you mean, you have to feed me..."

Did you make a mistake? His hands are all right.

When the cold looked at her one eye, eyes flashed a smile, but immediately cold under the face, a pair of high cold haughty look: "do you have an opinion?"

(PS: yesterday's lucky reader was "will it rain in her eyes?". Finally, I would like to recommend the new cat article "diemeng with black belly: chasing the male god 1000 times" by Hao Jiyou, who forgot to breathe.)