Out of the president's office, Feng Yi came over with a hot breakfast: "Xiao Te, do you want to send it to Mr. Ji?"

Xiao Cheng picked up an egg roll from the lunch box and took a bite: "it's delicious. Try it."

Feng Yi's face was astonished: "this is not for the season total?"

Xiao Cheng swallowed the things in his mouth: "if I say, this is the breakfast that the season always brings to me, do you believe it?"

Feng Yi shook his head and felt that he was a fool. He raised his hand and touched his forehead. He did not have a fever.

"If you don't believe it." Her reaction was expected by Xiao Cheng, "because I don't believe it either."

It's not just shock, it's incredible!

An hour later, Xiao presented the documents to the president's office, and the list of guests invited to the annual meeting was given to Ji Jinchuan.

Ji Jinchuan took over, roughly glanced at it, added the names of Shen Youran and Lin mo'an, and then handed the list to Xiao Cheng.

"Everyone's in place. Don't miss it."

Xiao Cheng took it and took a look at the name he added at the back. He immediately understood why general manager Ji would personally intervene in such a small matter.

"Don't miss" this sentence, Xiao Cheng knows that the key point is Shen Youran. For the sake of safety, the invitation should be sent by him.

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Returning to the office after the morning meeting, Shen Youran sat down and saw assistant Tang knock in with a bunch of bright roses in his arms.

"Director Lin, someone sent you flowers."

Shen leiran raised his head and looked at the flowers in her arms. She was stunned for several seconds: "who sent it?"

"The young man who sent the flowers didn't say, maybe it's Mr. Lin. you can make a phone call to confirm with Mr. Lin."

In addition to Lin mo'an, Tang Zhu didn't know who sent the flower. After all, Shen Youran was a married woman, so she didn't think about other men.

Shen Youran took over: "OK, I know. Go out and be busy."

Assistant Tang went out. She looked in the flowers and there was no card.

She and Lin mo'an are fake husband and wife, so how can Lin send her such a show of love rose.

She picked up the mobile phone on the desk, turned to Ji Jinchuan's phone and called out.

Ring about 20 seconds, the phone was connected, the man's deep voice with a trace of tenderness: "leisurely."

Shen leiran looked down at the rose in his arms, and his lips showed a slight arc: "I am a woman about to be thirty years old, but there are still people who send me flowers. What do you think I should do?"

Ji Jinchuan picked an eyebrow: "how do you want to deal with it?"

"Alas." Shen Youran sighed and pretended to be melancholy. "He didn't leave any contact information, otherwise we could have dinner and tea together in the future. It seems that this peach blossom is going to die."

"Leisurely." Ji Jinchuan sneers, Wen Mo's face with his smile, soft many, "you have me enough."

After the phone call, Shen Youran put the flowers aside and began to enter the working state. When she looked up casually, she would see the flowers beside her. Her mood was pretty good.

After working overtime until nine o'clock in the evening, Shen Youran moved his aching cervical vertebra.

The door of the office was pushed open, and Lin came in: "it's off work."

"Good." She saved the files, turned off the computer, and cleaned up her desk.

Lin mo'an glanced at the flowers placed in her desk, with a smile on her warm face: "is he pursuing you again?"

"Maybe." Who knows why he suddenly sent her flowers.

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