Chapter 2817

Peige said this, just as the elevator stopped at the administrative office floor, he said: "well, when you arrive, go to work first and see you when you have time."

Seeing that Peige had waved to herself, Liu Lina could only smile and say, "well, I'll go to the office first." Then he walked out of the elevator in high heels and twisted his sexy little waist.

At the moment when the elevator door closed, Pei Ge directly covered his chest with one hand and breathed deeply: "really, Pei Ge, what are you nervous about? You're not a junior. What's so nervous! Besides, isn't Ji Ziming's special help higher than an executive director? Why do you look like a low voice? It's worthless!"

While talking to herself, she suddenly remembered: "hey... Special help... I'll try my best to serve your president Ji! It's two big ones. Pei Pei, Pei Pei, come to work every day. How can you meet people who kill your brain cells... The road to revenge is really like learning from the West!"

Peggy hammered his dizzy head. Suddenly the elevator stopped and opened the door.

The elevator chime sounded again and reached the top floor of the president's office.

Peige stepped out of the elevator in high heels and looked at Ji Ziming's office with his eyebrows. The door was open.

There was some inexplicable joy in her heart. She was going to jump in and talk to him about the spokesperson yesterday. Unexpectedly, as soon as she came to the door, aunt cleaning came out with a mop and a poke. It was obvious that she had just done a good job in hygiene.

Seeing that Peige came to work with a happy look, my aunt smiled and said, "Oh, it's peitezhu. It's strange that President Ji came later than you today."

Pei Ge looked at each other and smiled. When he said hello, his aunt said Ji Ziming hadn't come yet, and his tender eyes flashed a trace of loss.

But the aunt was still there. Pei Ge was afraid that the cleaning aunt would laugh at him, so the loss was fleeting. Soon Pei Ge covered it up with a smile and asked in a warm voice, "Oh, aunt, hasn't president Ji arrived yet? I don't know if there was a traffic jam on the road. I'll call his driver to ask. It's hard aunt!"

The aunt narrowed her eyes, smiled and shook her head: "ah, it's not hard. You senior intellectuals who work with their brains are hard. Well, I'll go down first. You're busy."

Peige smiled and nodded again, watching his aunt disappear at the end of the corridor. Peige became more and more lost, sighed, and then pouted, always feeling empty in his heart.

As a special assistant, she really should have a good grasp of the president's itinerary, but there was no formal notice. She really didn't know what to do.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Ji Ziming to ask why he didn't come to the company. However, the mobile phone suddenly rang. It was Ji Ziming!

The surprise in her eyes jumped to the bottom of her eyes and quickly slid the answer button: "Mr. Ji, why didn't you come to the company today?"

As soon as Peige said this, in fact, she regretted it. She frowned tightly, pinched her thigh with her small hand, and muttered, "Oh, Peige, as a president, I don't have to tell you where to go. Maybe I just called to tell you that there is no need to arrange today's work and meeting. Why do you just open your mouth..."

Just when he was annoyed, Ji Ziming's voice came over. It just sounded a little hoarse. It was not as deep and sexy as before: "I haven't seen you all night. Did you miss me again?"

As soon as Peige heard this, his chagrin was completely gone, followed by a sharp concern: "Ji... President Ji, are you sick?"

After hearing this, Ji Ziming just smiled bitterly, and then continued, "it's OK. I'm not dead yet. I'm calling to tell you that I won't go to the company today. If there are any important customers, you can make an appointment for me later, and postpone the video conference with overseas branches."

"Oh, OK, I see." Pei Ge didn't have the heart to think about anything else at all. The beautiful Xiumei was twisted into a Sichuan character, but Wei Nuo nodded.

"There is another thing. Last night, it was said that a product spokesperson from a new jewelry company came here. Just help me interview. As I said, you are a designer. If the spokesperson's temperament is consistent or not, you the final say. His official announced that I had just asked Si Linna to send it to my email. I will send you my email password later." After saying so much, Ji Ziming suddenly heard a coughing sound on the other end of the phone.

Peige couldn't help but say with concern: "President Ji, I'm not very good at interviewing spokesmen. Otherwise, we'd better wait until you and Selena return to the company. Also, you seem very uncomfortable. Did you call a doctor? Or I'll call the family doctor right now."

Pei Ge remembered this very clearly. When Irene was transferred, she was told that Ji Ziming had many small problems all the time. Moreover, Ji's family had a big business. There had always been private door-to-door experts in public hospitals to diagnose serious and minor diseases, so Ji Ziming was the same. There was a special family doctor, and Irene also handed over the contact information to her.

But Ji Ziming immediately stopped coughing and deliberately refused: "no, just do what I told you. If there are any questions in the interview, you can record them yourself and retest him next time..."

As soon as he finished, he began to cough again. To Peggy, his voice seemed very uncomfortable.

He is well aware that this is the anxiety caused by heart disease, and he smoked a lot last night. He has poor resistance and slept very late. He can't see deep sleep after taking sleeping pills, which will cause heat. Maybe he'll have a good sleep.

Peige wanted to say something else, but she held back after thinking about her identity. Finally, she just said bitterly, "OK, President Ji, I know. Then you can have a good rest at home."

Ji Ziming didn't say anything more, but hung up the phone directly.

At the moment when the mobile phone screen went dark, Peige's heart became gray. Her hand holding the mobile phone suddenly hung down. Her bright eyes had fainted with a thick mist at the moment. She just stared at Ji Ziming's empty office and couldn't calm down for a long time.

At this end, Ji Ziming hung up the phone. Ji Ziming was lying in the bed at home. In fact, he was afraid to show his cowardice in front of Peige on the phone just now, so he hung up the phone immediately after finishing his business. He didn't want Peige to have any pity for himself.