Chapter 29

After a two-day relaxing weekend, Peggy returned to the office refreshed on Monday.

"Good morning, Minister ~"

"Good morning, sister Xinlei ~"

With a bright smile on his face, Peige greeted his colleagues in the office one by one.

"Sister Xinlei, didn't you have a rest last night?" Peige sat down and looked at Pan Xinlei, who had been yawning, and asked with concern.

"Well, my son had a fever in the middle of the night last night. I didn't have a good rest all night." Pan Xinlei nodded and said helplessly.

"How is the child now? Is it serious?" Peige looked at Pan Xinlei anxiously and asked in a low voice.

"Fortunately, I hung water last night. It's much better." Pan Xinlei said with a smile.

"That's good." Peige nodded, looked at the tired pan Xinlei in his eyes and said softly, "if you're too tired, please take a half day off."

"Now the company has just changed its boss. It's so busy that it's not so good to invite during the holiday. I'm just a little sleepy. Don't worry." Pan Xinlei smiled and looked at Peige softly.

"Well, if you need my help, feel free to tell me." Peige smiled at Pan Xinlei and said seriously.

"Well, good." Pan Xinlei nodded, not polite.

But soon, Peggy regretted his words.

Of course, I don't regret helping pan Xinlei, but because——

"Greg, please help me to attend and record the meeting held by the president this afternoon. My head is really dizzy. I'm expected to only doze off when I go."

Pei benlei looked at her tears and was very happy.

Ah! Why is that annoying male PR president here again!! And she has to sit in an office meeting with that nuisance!!

"What's the matter?" Pan Xinlei looked at Peige's expression and asked in doubt.

"Nothing, nothing, just a little nervous." Peggy shook his head slowly and said softly.

"Poof! There's nothing to be nervous about. Don't think too much. You're excellent. Don't worry." Pan Xinlei encouraged Peige and said with a smile.

"Well..."

Alas... Why is her life so sad.

As soon as Peggy thought that she would deliberately scratch her hair into a chicken nest, like a fool, she felt a burst of heartache.

After a whole afternoon, even if Peige was reluctant, he could only hold the conference book and follow Sister Li to the conference room.

"GERGE, didn't I ask you to comb your hair and tidy your hair?"

After entering the conference room, Sister Li noticed that Peige's hair was still messy like a chicken nest. She frowned and looked at Peige.

Peige pursed his lips and said very embarrassed, "I don't have a comb..."

"If you don't have a comb, you have to trim it with your fingers. Look at your hair. It doesn't look like a white-collar." Sister Li looked at Peige's chicken nest silently and said with disgust.

Peggy blinked and said softly, "I'll take care of it when the meeting is over. It's important to have a meeting now."

Seeing that Sister Li was finally prevaricated, Peige was relieved and spread the meeting book on the table in front of her, waiting for the meeting in all kinds of boredom.

In fact, compared with the first day when she first found that the male PR was the president, she is not as flustered as she was at the beginning.

It's really far from the president, especially today's meeting.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ji!"

Ji Ziming pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in slowly. His handsome and indifferent face was expressionless. Although he didn't say anything, he exuded a frightening sense of oppression, which made the staff in the conference room sit upright unconsciously.

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming who finally came to the meeting. Although she was far away, she still lowered her head and didn't face Ji Ziming.

Ji Ziming, with a cold face, glanced briefly at the people sitting in the conference room. When his eyes glanced at the head of the light yellow chicken nest, he frowned. His eyes stayed a few more seconds than others, and then he looked away.

"Today I hold this meeting mainly to let you know more about the current situation of the company..."

With Ji Ziming talking, Peige also quickly wrote down the key contents of Ji Ziming in Pan Xinlei's meeting book.

The more he took notes of what Ji Ziming said, Pei Ge felt that although Ji Ziming looked like a vase man, he was really a bit of real material, which completely broke some of her prejudices against him and made her look at him with new eyes.

However, when she had a slight good feeling in her heart, soon this slight good feeling was broken by Ji Ziming.

"Here I would like to mention that this is the place where we work. You can't control what you look like, but in terms of image, I hope you can treat it strictly. If a person can't manage his own image well, how can he do a good job in his own work." Ji Ziming's voice passed through the microphone and clearly penetrated into everyone's ears.

When Pei Ge listened to Ji Ziming's words, he couldn't help feeling that this man seemed to be aiming at himself.

When she continued to listen, she immediately affirmed that Ji Ziming was really talking about her!

"Like some people's hair, I really don't know how she has the courage to go out of the house and let others see."

"..." shit! When I walked out of the house, I had a beautiful curl! Updo! If it weren't for you, could I hold a chicken nest in full view of the public! Asshole!

"That's all for the image issue. I hope you can pay more attention to it. Sometimes, a person's image represents a company. I hope you can pay attention to it." Ji Ziming glanced at a chicken nest with a low head sitting far away from him.

Should it be so obvious! Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming and many eyes looked at her.

"Did you hear what President Ji said? Next time you should pay attention to the image." Sister Li, sitting next to Peige, whispered.

Peige nodded helplessly and replied in a very low voice, "well, I know."

But although she said so, her eyes were full of anger and stared at Ji Ziming, who was standing in front of the president.

Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!

You'll find fault with me! Asshole, asshole, asshole!!

Ji Ziming, who was talking about his plan, suddenly sneezed without warning.

"Sneeze ~!" The loud sneeze shocked everyone in the meeting room.

Ji Ziming felt the eyes gathered by the people around him. His face was expressionless, as if nothing had happened just now. He continued to hold a meeting.

However, his heart is completely different from his appearance.

Damn it, was someone scolding him just now?