Chapter 2162

Peige sat on the sofa and looked at Ji Ziming, who was concentrating on his work. He found that his serious appearance was surprisingly good-looking. He fell asleep after watching.

When I woke up, there was no one in the president's office. The hunger from her stomach reminded her that noon had arrived.

Pei Ge looked around and estimated that Ji Ziming's demon had left her in the office again and went to dinner alone.

Don't think I'm going to die!

Pei Geli straightened his clothes and prepared to go down and have a meal pretending to be Ji Ziming's gossip girlfriend.

"It's just that. The president doesn't even want to take you to dinner. How disgusting you are." A shrill sneer came.

It turned out that Du Qinglan wanted to come up and humiliate Peige when she saw that the president went to dinner alone. At the moment, she leaned against the door of the office, revealing a pair of white thighs, which added a bit of strangeness.

"It's about Zi Ming. He can't bear to disturb me because he sees me sleeping soundly."

Peige yawned and looked like a lazy little woman who had just woke up, which made people daydream.

Hum. How can the president like a village girl like you. Du Qinglan thought scornfully.

As soon as her mind turned, she smiled at the corners of her mouth and said pleasantly, "in that case, what's the miss's last name?"

Pei Ge was cheated by her. She thought Du Qinglan really wanted to please her, and replied without hesitation: "Pei."

"Miss Pei, would you mind having dinner together?"

Go, who is afraid of who.

Peige glanced at Du Qinglan, took a step and went downstairs.

Du Qinglan snorted and glanced back at the office. She glanced at the place where Peige had been lying in disgust, as if she had been a mouse in the office.

"Miss Pei, I don't have anything to entertain you on your first day here. Why don't you just stay in our staff canteen. I'll treat you." It was obviously flattering, but it seemed that he was the hostess here. It was very uncomfortable to hear Peige.

"It's OK, but Zi Ming and I have never been to such a place before." Peige retorted.

With that, there was another burst of dejected sadness.

How long ago was it that we went out to dinner together? Peggy is in a trance.

"Miss Pei, you don't know. Although it's an employee canteen, the president is considerate and took care of it. Apart from anything else, the ingredients alone are more expensive than some other restaurants." Du Qinglan showed no weakness and bit the word "considerate" heavily.

After a while, Du Qinglan led Peige to a place. There were more than a dozen people in the room. They were all beautiful, but all kinds of beautiful. When they saw Du Qinglan's appearance, they raised their heads one by one.

Pei Ge was stunned, and Du Qinglan's voice had exploded in his ear:

"These are the secretaries of President Ji Ziming."

"Come on, sisters, this is the lady the president brought in today. Please come and have a look." Du Qinglan smiled wantonly and said to the members of the secretary group.

Everyone looked at Pei Ge, and suddenly they laughed.

Peige was a little confused, and the smile on his face solidified in his mouth.

Du Qinglan has annoyed many people in the company with the president's love. Everyone in the secretary group liked her and spoke ill of her behind her back.

It's just that you've heard about this morning. Now when you see this one who seems to be better bullied, and the president doesn't seem to take special care of her, you pinch it with soft persimmons.

A woman in beautiful clothes couldn't stand up with a straight smile. She walked over with a stool, looked up and down at Peige with disdainful eyes, and said:

"Qinglan, are you kidding? Just this washed white skirt?"

Then he inadvertently lifted his hair, and the diamond bracelet on his wrist almost blinded Peige's eyes.

"Come out and meet people without any makeup, little sister."

Du Qinglan pushed her angrily and said, "don't you understand? It's said that the president likes such a simple woman who doesn't know the world!"

Everyone laughed and burst into tears again. Who doesn't know that President Ji Ziming prefers women with taste.

As if Xiang Yu was besieged on all sides, Peige looked awkwardly at his new skirt, which had been washed less than five times with nearly half a month's salary two months ago. Where did it fade?

Du Qinglan smiled proudly at the corners of her mouth, pretended to be a good man, came out and said:

"Miss Pei, I'm sorry to let you go to dinner. Don't let others laugh."

Everyone sighed. Although they were not so naked I and stared at Peige, they all seemed to glance at her and floated into Peige's ears with a few words of ridicule.

Although Peggy was angry, he had nothing to do but endure.

The two went to get their meals. As soon as Peige put the meals away, he heard someone call her behind her.

"Miss Pei!"

As soon as Peige turned his head, a bowl of tomato and egg soup hit his face, from Peige's head to his neck to his chest, all the way to the bottom of his skirt.

"Oh!" Egg soup even got into Peggy's eyes. She closed her eyes tightly in pain, and the whole person was watered like a drowned chicken.

She wiped it with her hand and opened her eyes hard, but saw Du Qinglan looking at her nervously.

"Ha ha ha ha ha..." the crowd burst into laughter again, pointing to her despondent appearance one by one, laughing to tears.

Peggy looked left and right, instinctively looking for someone to help him. Looking around, there was no trace of sympathy in anyone's eyes, but full of cold and ridicule.

"Oh, Miss Pei, I'm sorry. The heels of my high heels are too high. I stumbled and spilled them on you. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" In front of us is Du Qinglan's pretentious and grandiose acting skills.

Peggy stared at her, his eyes filled with resentment, and asked word by word, "do you think I'm okay?"

Du Qinglan pretended to be generous and said, "Oh, it's just a washed skirt. Just compensate you. What's so angry?"

Then he twisted his waist and walked away.

Peige's resentment had no place to spread, so he had to twist his wet hair, helplessly cook it, and desperately stuffed it into his mouth with a half cold and half hot meal.

If Ji Ziming were here... What would happen?

Even if he hates me, he won't let others bully me like this, will he?

If Pei Ge was lucky about Ji Ziming's feelings for her at this time, what Ji Ziming did to Pei Ge next made her feel like death.