Chapter 221

"This......" the loyal uncle Tian looked at the light and soft snow on his face, and then looked at his unruly young master, "well, I'll go back first and come back later."

"Now you can give it back to me." Gao Xue stretched out her little hand again and spread it in front of Zhuo junfan.

"You said it was yours? It didn't write your name on it?"

Gao Xue is stiff. Is he... Is he trying to play a rogue?

"It was sewn by my mother, and the spell inside was also drawn by my mother. Why isn't it mine."

Zhuo junfan's mouth was raised, and the smile on his face was both publicized and charming, mixed with a touch of osmanthus fragrance. It made people feel dizzy under the street lamp. "You can also take back the blessing bag. Play a game with me and I'll give it to you."

"Games? I'm not very good at playing video games."

Gao Xue said truthfully, and the man in front of her reached the limit of his open smile, and even laughed loudly.

"I'm not asking you to compensate me for playing those games, but..." The pair of peach eyes that are enough to fascinate women linger on Gao Xue's body. "I want you to be my private secretary."

Gao Xue was forced back two steps by his sudden approach, "this... This can't. your secretary is my team leader. I can't rob my leadership first and then the leadership position on the first day of entering the company, and I'm just a clerk."

"Hum ~ ~ ~" Zhuo junfan sneered, "your team leader, as my working secretary, was arranged by Mr. Zhuo. Don't say you want to rob, even if I want to change it, it's impossible."

Then why let her be his secretary? It's not nonsense!

"So I want you to be my private secretary?"

What's the difference between a working secretary and a private secretary?

"Why? No? Forget it." Zhuo junfan said, turned and walked into the iron flower door, with the red blessing bag in his hand.

"My blessing bag." Gao Xue shouted anxiously, "wait, I haven't said anything yet."

Zhuo junfan stopped, approached the iron flower door again, put his hands in his suit pants bag and looked at her.

"It's not that I don't want to be your private secretary." She wanted it, "but you can't ask too much of me?"

She is not a workplace white, although for him, she has some fantasies. But that's just pure, pure admiration.

Zhuo junfan's mouth was filled with an unidentified smile. His hand stretched out from his trouser bag and took out the blessing bag. The blessing bag was hooked on his middle finger and extended to Gao Xue.

Gao Xue reached out for it, and his hand suddenly retracted in front of her, "how do you feel that you can't wait to be my private secretary?"

Gao Xue blinked. If she told him now that she had liked him for many years, would he think she was crazy or crazy.

"Gao Xue, what you say counts."

The red blessing bag fell into her hand, and Zhuo junfan sat in his Ferrari.

"All I say is the truth." Gao Xue shouted at Ferrari's back.

With a snort, Ferrari turned into the flower garden.

He is a fan of women's hearts, and she is only one of them, but one of them wants to be his private secretary. Does this... Does this mean that he is different from others?

With such excitement and excitement, even walking alone on the dark way home, I feel happy. With a blessing bag rippling in her hand, is this the blessing of the lucky charm drawn by her mother? Is the distance between her and him closer?

"Uncle Tian, call for a taxi." Zhuo junfan walked out of the garage and happened to meet uncle Tian who was going to lock the door.

Uncle Tian was stunned. "Young master, the young lady just now is..."

"Company staff. There is no taxi here at night. You called a reliable one for her."

Uncle Tian smiled foolishly. "The young master is really a considerate person. The future young grandma must be the happiest person."

Zhuo junfan raised his mouth, "I'll go and see Grandpa first."

Covering an area of 500 square meters, the Chinese villa has five floors. The retro chandelier is hung in the center of the living room, emitting warm and light yellow light. The oak staircase winds to the second floor, and the walls next to it are all great works written by famous artists.

"Sister."

"Junfan." Zhuo Junfei, dressed in a Greek velvet skirt, came down the stairs. His dark hair was loose and his face was slightly powdered with an imperceptible pallor.

"Sister, haven't you slept so late? Where's grandpa?"

"Grandpa just went to bed." Zhuo Junfei went down the stairs and sat on the classical sofa in the living room. He sighed, "I can't sleep. I want to wait for you to come back and talk to you about the meeting this morning. Your uncle doesn't mean to embarrass you. He just wants to train you more. By the way, what's the situation with Xuanyao?"

His training? Zhuo junfan snorted, unbuttoned his suit and sat lazily on the sofa. "It's OK. I survived this disaster and gave birth to a eldest son. The thief is fat. He looks like Lin Ruicheng."

"What about you? You see, you two are the same age. She is the mother of the child. When will you give birth to a thief fat son at home? Let's hug him."

Zhuo junfan frowned, "why do you say that I'm on my head? You're my sister. You haven't been married yet. What's my worry?"

"My sister is different from you." Zhuo Junfei said earnestly, "you are the only son of the family. You start a family first and then start a career. Sooner or later, the girder of the Zhuo family will be provoked by you."

"Why does my sister still value boys over girls? Why do strong professional women in the 21st century still have such decadent feudal ideas. The main beam of the Zhuo family should be picked by my sister. You entered the company and studied with your grandfather before you were 20. It's eight years now. Do you want to leave?"

"I didn't mean that, just..."

"Well, my dear sister." Zhuo junfan got up from the sofa and walked behind Zhuo Junfei. His slender arm lay on her shoulder. "Thief fat, thief fat's eldest son, I'll try to finish it step by step. Just, I'm sleepy now and want to wash and sleep."

Zhuo Junfei sighed. As soon as he talked about it, he would run away. Does he still mind that?

"Well, go to rest first. I have to go to work tomorrow. Chun Ma, put the bath water for the young master."

"Yes, miss." The spring mother who is waiting on her side should say.

Zhuo junfan ran up the stairs as if he had been understood. "Thank you, mother Chun, but don't put petals in the water. I almost didn't smoke to death."

"I see, second young master." Spring mother covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

Zhuo Junfei, who was still sitting on the sofa, also smiled. Her half brother soon became her only relative in the world, and she had to give up on him.

Early in the morning, before genius was bright, Gao Xue, dressed in sportswear, came out of the kitchen, "Mom, I'm bored with porridge in the electric rice cooker. I'll go out for a run first."

"Well, remember to bring the fried dough sticks back." Gao's mother's voice was also full of sleep.

"I see." Gao Xue stretched out his arm and squatted at the door to change his sneakers. Just then, the mobile phone on the shoe rack jingled.

Who's looking for her so early?

Gao Xue looks at her mobile phone number. It's a strange number. She hesitates twice. She still slides to the red key and continues to wear another sneaker.

Before his feet got into his shoes, the hanging mobile phone rang again.

"Turn off your cell phone. It's noisy early in the morning." Mother Gao turned over in bed and shouted angrily.

"Oh, oh." Gao Xue picked up her mobile phone and ran into her narrow bedroom, "Hello, who?"

"Your leader Zhuo junfan."

The clear apricot eyes fiercely supported, "little... President Xiaozhuo?"

"As a private secretary, your first task is to get to half Guanshan before seven."

"Half Guanshan? Before seven o'clock? Hello?..." Gao Xue stared at the hung up mobile phone. What happened this morning?

"Aren't you going out to exercise? Why are you still dawdling in the room." Gao's mother walked to the door with a big curly head and a yawn. She looked at Gao Xue who was in a hurry to change her clothes for work.

"Mom, mom, I'm going to work. If you want to eat fried dough sticks, go downstairs and buy them yourself. Remember to unplug the electric rice cooker."

"What company? I worked overtime until midnight last night. It would make people go to work so early. Even a cow has to lie down and rest. I said you don't want to work in a big company. You don't listen. You're as tired as a dog."

"Oh, I'm a newcomer. Of course, I should be more active." Gao Xue changed her clothes, cleaned up, carried her satchel to Gao's mother and kissed her mother's face, "well, I'll go first. I'll eat breakfast myself, huh ~ ~."

Gao's mother pouted. "What about you? Don't you have breakfast? That won't work. You'll get sick from hunger."

"It's all right. I'll buy some later and eat while walking on the road. Let's go."

In the early morning, the temperature in banguanshan was several degrees lower than that in the city. Gao Xue rubbed his thin coat and rushed to the Royal Blue Ferrari at the last minute.

"President Xiaozhuo."

Zhuo junfan rolled down the window, "a minute late."

Do you? At this level, he had to worry about it for a minute. Did he know that from their house to banguanshan, she took the subway and a taxi. Even for breakfast, she just bought a box of milk and a piece of bread and made do with it in the subway.

"I'm sorry, President Xiao Zhuo. I'll pay attention next time."

For her sorry, Zhuo junfan just frowned, "get in the car."

Gao Xue took a breath, opened the door and sat next to him carefully. His car has unspeakably high-grade luxury, and the snow sits like a needle and felt.

"President Xiao Zhuo came to me so early. Is there anything you want to order?"

"I don't like the title of president." Zhuo junfan raised his eyebrows and said.

"So... Mr. Zhuo?"

"Fasten your seat belt."

Gao Xue pouted. The seat belt button in her hand was not fastened firmly. The car flew out like an arrow from a bow.

The roar and constant scream of the car on the road startled the birds in the mountains and flew disorderly in the woods. Some are passionate, others are scared.

In just five minutes, Gao Xue was worse off than dead. When the car stopped, she almost climbed out of the car. Squatting beside the grass pimples on the road, there was a white fog in front of me. All the tumbling breakfast in my stomach was sprayed on the grass pimples.

"How will you adapt to playing games with me in the future?"