Chapter 1092

After answering the phone, it was exactly what she thought.

"Yixi, do you have time to come back for dinner next week?"

In Shan Chengzhou's tone, he was very careful.

Shan Xi thinks about it, and originally wants to refuse, but Shan Chengzhou says he hopes she can come back and just have a meal.

It doesn't matter to eat. She doesn't want to see he Yunying and Shan Jiaojiao.

"Yixi, is that ok?"

Shan Chengzhou asked again, more carefully than before.

She pursed her lips and said, "I know. I'll go back."

"Really? Excellent! Yixi, it's really wonderful

Shan Chengzhou is so happy!

Just promised to go back to dinner with him, Shan Chengzhou's reaction inexplicably let Shan Qian have a trace of sadness.

However, Rome wasn't built in a day. Her relationship with Shan Chengzhou has become what it is today. After all, it can't be alleviated overnight.

More than that, she couldn't get over the obstacles in her heart and couldn't forgive.

……

Zhou group.

President's office.

Han Ji pushed the door in and went to the desk, "boss, are you looking for me?"

Zhou Kailiang looked up at him and said, "help me to meet someone at the airport."

Then he looked at the time. "Well, there are still three hours left on the flight. It's time."

"Yes." Han Ji has no doubt about him, respectfully replied, "boss, who is it?"

Zhou Yi cool lips bend up, slowly spit out two words, "Xuewei."

Hearing the name, Han Ji was stunned on the spot.

Feng Xuewei?!

She's back!

Boss is on purpose!

I know he and Feng Xuewei are enemies!

Feng Xuewei is also one of Zhou Kailiang's secretaries. She was sent to study abroad by Zhou Kailiang half a year ago.

She left. Han Ji didn't know how happy she was, but how she came back so soon!

Zhou Kailiang saw Han Ji's face was not very good-looking. Thinking of his "high cold" or even old-fashioned secretary, he hooked his thin lips.

"What's the matter? What's the problem? "

The boss can't say it in person.

Han Jipi doesn't smile, "no, no problem. Isn't that to pick up our Secretary Feng Da Mei? It's my pleasure. "

Pleasure?

It's also a great thing to be able to express the meaning of gnashing one's teeth.

Zhou Kailiang laughed and leaned back to the back of the chair, "well, let's go."

"Good."

Turning around, Han Ji came out from the president.

As soon as he went out, Han Ji's whole face broke down.

I can imagine how miserable his life will be when she comes back.

Sighing, he came out of the Zhou group and drove to the airport.

At the airport, Feng Xuewei's flight just arrived.

Han Ji slowly pushes the door down and swings into the airport.

Don't have to look for it, Feng Xuewei automatically appears in his field of vision.

Far away, he was also shocked by Secretary Feng's aura.

A black professional suit, hair meticulous plate in the back of the head, carrying a black briefcase, pulling a black suitcase, this woman, is really not a woman's temperament.

When she comes to Han Ji, Feng Xuewei gives him the suitcase without waiting for Han Ji to speak.

Han Ji

Bear it, he will.

Forced to squeeze out a smile, Han Ji said: "Oh, our Secretary Feng has worked hard. Welcome, welcome back."

Feng Xuewei glanced at him and walked out without saying a word.

Han Ji curls her mouth behind her and makes a face to follow her.

Feng Xuewei is an iceberg of ten thousand years!

When she got on the bus, Feng Xuewei turned on her laptop and typed on it with her fingers. Then she turned to Han Ji and asked, "how's Zhou recently? I heard that the president went to C city a while ago? How is the Expo going? Do you have a good record? Show me the record. "

Han Ji

This woman!

Is this woman human?!

As soon as she got off the plane, she

Does she think she's a robot?

Out of breath, Han Ji turned to smile at her, "Secretary Feng, I know, Secretary Feng has always been dedicated to his work. But, you see, you just got off the plane. Do you want to have a rest first? "

Feng Xuewei

"Well, I'll take you home first, so you can have a good night's rest. Let's talk about it tomorrow? "

"You don't have a record?"

“……”

"You don't have a record of such an important thing? How do you become the Secretary of the president? "

“……”Repeatedly questioned, let Han Ji the whole person with frost hit eggplant like, wilt.

"I, my..."

"Go to Zhou."

"Ah?" Han Ji frowns, Leng for a while, "don't you go home?"

"Go to Zhou." Feng Xuewei repeated, then lowered her head and continued to work.

Han Ji molars his teeth. He really wants to throw Feng Xuewei out of the car window.

One and a half hours on the road, two people Leng is not to say a word.

The car stops downstairs of Zhou group. Feng Xuewei unfastens her seat belt and goes down with her pen.

Han Ji followed her, her eyes were tired.

Two people into the elevator, one standing in front, one against the elevator wall.

Han Ji looked up at the numbers jumping up and prayed that the elevator would be faster and faster.

He didn't want to stay in the same space with Feng Xuewei, an iceberg and salt free woman.

Finally, the elevator door opened.

Han Ji strides forward and rushes out, as if some monster is chasing him behind him.

Feng Xuewei coagulated his back, her eyes twinkled, and then walked out.

Go to the president's office first. She's going to meet Zhou Kailiang.

Although Zhou Kailiang also said, let her come back home to rest first, it doesn't matter to rest for a few days, and come back to work after adjustment.

But Feng Xuewei has always been stubborn.

"Dong Dong."

"Come in."

Pushing the door open, Feng Xuewei walked in.

Zhou Kailiang looked up to see her and said with a smile, "I'm back."

"Yes, president."

Even in the face of Zhou Kailiang, Feng Xuewei's face has no extra emotional changes, and it still feels cold.

"Why don't you go home and have a rest?"

"Not tired."

"Well."

After a few words, Feng Xuewei came out from the president and saw Han Ji standing at his desk.

She frowned and walked over.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah

Han Ji was startled and turned back.

Feng Xuewei saw that he was holding a pile of snacks in his arms, while his desk was in a mess.

God knows what he did to his desk and his position during his absence.

"Er..."

Han Jishan said with a smile, "that, that what, I'm here occasionally Sometimes my desk is not enough, so... "

Take out the mobile phone, Feng Xuewei dial a number.

Han Ji blinked and listened to her command on her mobile phone, "change a table for secretary Han tomorrow, big one."

Han Ji

Hang up the line, Feng Xuewei a word, "now, immediately, immediately, my desk back to the original!"

"Yes

Han Ji hastens to answer the call and tries her best to recover before Feng Xuewei gets angry.

If you don't die, you don't die.

He didn't know that she would come back so early and suddenly.