Chapter 2107

As soon as the consciousness of dyeing white woke up, the bottom of his eyes crashed into the simple and cold office. The original owner still put one hand on the door handle, as if he wanted to close them.

But this is not the original owner's office.

Who knows the identity of the original owner.

no

That's not the point.

The point is,

Why did you meet again at the first sight?!

Ranbai thought that the man's promise was quite effective.

Tut.

The sunlight poured in from the huge transparent French window, just like quicksand starlight fixed point, slightly blurred the profile of the slender man in front of the black desk, unexpectedly added a bit of hazy beauty.

"Ding, open the hidden strategy, male god, Fu Jin." the system sound of Cold machinery immediately came out.

Dyed white lowered her eyes, closed the door without changing her face, and looked at the original owner's clothes and the folder in her hand.

This should be to deliver the documents... Right?

The girl walked to her desk and gently handed over the document, "here's your document."

So there should be nothing wrong?

What spicy chicken transmission, can't you pick a good time?

Dyed white keeps brushing the screen at the bottom of her heart, but her appearance is still expressionless.

Steady, no, we can win.

Seal off: "..."

The noble and indifferent youth wore a pure black handmade suit, which matched with the snow-white collar and was abstinent in color.

The hand on the black mouse is white, slender, with distinct bony joints. The cold watch is buckled on a piece of porcelain white wrist, setting off a delicate and slightly cold sense of order.

Hearing the girl's words, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced carelessly at the person in front of him. His eyes were dark and deep, very light and cold, and there was no wave at the bottom of his eyes.

Fu Jin was too lazy to speak. After processing the data on the computer, she stretched out her hand and picked up the white paper on the desktop.

The man lowered his eyes with long eyelashes, covered his dark and cold eyes, put his white fingers on the folder, elegant and careless, and flipped through a few pages at will.

"Redo." a few seconds later, the handsome and precious man threw the document back, spitting out two words without expression. The sound line was cold and indifferent, hanging down his long eyelashes, and the bottom of his eyes was hazy and too cold.

"With all due respect, it's illogical." in the afterglow of the sun, the slender and delicate young man's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his white fingers gently knocked twice on the table.

Dyed white: "Oh, OK. I'll take it back and redo it."

With that, the girl leaned over and picked up the documents on the table.

Mostly because the girl's reaction was too calm, which made Fu Jin's fingertips faint.

He slowly raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly. His white slender fingers pressed the file the girl wanted to take.

Dye white and stop.

In the white eyes,

The slender and noble man leaned back lazily with one hand supporting the armrest of the seat. He clasped the black tie with one hand and loosened it slightly. His long legs were lifted on the table at will, and his white ankles overlapped,

The action was loose and casual, inexplicably arrogant and evil, which was completely inconsistent with the rigorous indifference he had just shown, but it gave people a sense of reason.

"Intern?" he raised his eyes and looked at her. His eyes were clean and lazy, his thin lips opened gently, and his voice was loose.

"Don't you know?" asked ranbai.

Shit, ask her, does she know???

"Original master Intern?" ran Bai turned to ask Feng Luo.

Seal off: "..."

"Yes."

"What the hell is that document? Is it bad?" dyed white and asked plainly.

Seal off his face, "Er, the document is a task of the original owner, as if..."

Ran Bai didn't ask again.