Secretary Jin smelled the fragrance in the elevator when he brought it up just now, but the elevator has monitoring, so he has to keep his high and cold Secretary image, so he is not moved.
But now
"If you want to eat it, you can't eat it when it's cold." Tangbao opens the box, and the fragrance immediately overflows the whole office.
Secretary Jin just wanted to reach out, and Tan Jingyuan had come out of the office: "Secretary Jin, don't you know that you can't eat here? Dare to bring it up? Shall I pack you up and throw you out? "
“……” Secretary Kim's claws, which had just been extended, immediately retracted.
Tangbao sees this and immediately gets angry: "Hey, Tan Jingyuan, I said how can you be so domineering? There's no such reason. You don't want to eat it and don't let others eat it. Don't be afraid, Jinbao. You can eat it at ease. I have you."
Jinbaobao, cough
Secretary Jin immediately felt a serious stomach upset and lost all appetite. What a miserable name is it
Tan Jingyuan took a sharp look at Secretary Jin, but he didn't speak, but the meaning was in place.
Either fried chicken disappears, or he disappears with fried chicken, which is the choice given by Tan Jingyuan.
Secretary Jin quickly stood up straight and recovered his cold face: "Miss Tang, I'm sorry, the president doesn't like the smell of heavy taste. If you want to eat, go to the next lounge and come out after eating."
"Hum, I originally bought it to share with him. He's very kind. He doesn't appreciate it at all. He has no appetite. He won't eat it." Tangbao angrily throws the fried chicken into the garbage can nearby, and then sits on the sofa of Tan Jingyuan's office, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll wait for him here!"
Secretary Jin nodded: "then wait a moment, and order the Secretary outside if you have anything to do."
Tangbao sat on the sofa, bored and turned over the magazines at hand. He had no interest in them. Then he looked at the time. Secretary Jin only said that she would wait for a moment. As a result, she had waited for a long time. There was no intention of ending the meeting at all.
It's the sofa underneath. It's soft, wide and big. She just lies on it
It's past lunch time.
Tan Jingyuan went to the office. Secretary Jin asked him, "Mr. Tan, it's late. Don't you go to lunch?"
"No, you can go."
"Do you need me to buy it for you?"
"Good."
Tan Jingyuan opened the door of the office, and the smell of fried chicken was still in the air. He gave a slight frown and saw the girl lying on the sofa, who was sleeping loudly. His face immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.
She was still there.
And big stab sleep on the sofa, clothes pull up, showing a section of white waist, such as lotus root broken general, provoking people.
Don't face Tan Jingyuan, turn back to his seat and start to work.
Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the office, which made Tan Jingyuan's signature pen slip and made a deep impression on the document.
He looked up a little angrily at the culprit on the sofa.
Tangbao over there didn't know it. After a few laughs, he turned over and went to sleep. The lower hem of his clothes behind him was also pulled higher, revealing a large and eye-catching snow skin. Tan Jingyuan took a deep breath, collected his eyes and went on working.
But in less than ten minutes, there was another fight in the office.
Tan Jingyuan looks at the girl who is lying on the sofa and wielding her fists. She suddenly has the impulse to break the pen!
I don't know what she dreamed about. She even cried and laughed. The most important thing is that she could still dream in his office!
Tan Jingyuan didn't know how to describe his mood.
Tangbao's movement here is too big. He suddenly turned over and directly turned over from the sofa to the ground -
"ouch -" Tangbao's body rolled to the ground. It was not very painful, but he was frightened.
Especially when we see the decoration of the office, there is an illusion of not knowing and where.
"Wake up? Then wipe your saliva off the sofa. "
Tangbao turns his head and looks at the sound source.
Tan Jingyuan was sitting behind the office chair, but her eyes were cold, as if she was such an unwelcome species.
She pursed her lips, first wiped her mouth, and then looked at the sofa, the leather sofa, and there was still some saliva left. She coughed, hurriedly took one side of the tissue and wiped it on the sofa, and then carefully asked, "well, I didn't have a dream?"
"What do you think."
What does she think? If she can feel it, she needs to ask him?
But just now she seems to be dreaming, and the fight in the dream seems to be very fierce, so
"Wipe the sofa clean, you can go."
"Ah?"
Tan Jingyuan frowned: "do you still want me to leave you for lunch?"
Say lunch and lunch."Who's going to have lunch? It's lunch." Secretary Jin only heard two words of lunch, so he was welcomed by Tan Jingyuan because of his timely appearance.
Well What did he do wrong
"Mr. Tan, your lunch..."
The sugar treasure on one side smiled and walked towards Secretary Jin: "Secretary Jin, you are such a nice little cotton padded jacket. It's really time to come."
……
Before the golden baby, now I have a little padded jacket.
Secretary Jin has lived such a long time. I didn't expect to be teased and taken advantage of by a little girl. If you say that, it will make people laugh: "ha ha, Miss Tang, you're joking. This is lunch..."
"Well, if you don't say I don't think so, now I feel hungry."
Tangbao is going to pick up Secretary Jin's lunch. As a result, he hears Tan Jingyuan say again: "no food in the office. Secretary Jin, did you go to work on your first day? Who told you to bring lunch in? Take it out! "
Secretary Jin had a stiff back and quickly brought back the lunch. Tang Bao took the empty hand and suddenly said coldly: "Tan Jingyuan, are you a devil? Face food is not allowed to be eaten. You think everyone is abnormal like you, and you need to eat if you don't eat."
"If you want to eat, go out and eat."
"That's right," Secretary Kim said in a timely manner. "There's no food in the president's office. Miss Tang, if you want to eat, go to the lounge outside."
Tangbao glanced at Secretary Jin, who smiled a little, but his attitude has become indisputable. After all, it's Tan Jingyuan's place. He works for Tan Jingyuan, and he wants to know where to stand with his toes.
"OK, eat out, then I'll eat out." Tangbao took the lead out of the office with his hands on his back and chin slightly hooked.
Secretary Jin takes a look at Tan Jingyuan. Tan Jingyuan waves his hand to drive others.
The lounge next to the office is also decorated in black and white. It's cold and unpopular.
sugar treasure side walks while Tucao: "make complaints about gold, secretary, do you think it's even colder than the morgue?"
“……” Secretary Jin's body suddenly froze with the lunch box. "Miss Tang means we work in the morgue every day?"
"Er..." Tangbao steps to Weidun, turns his head and looks at Secretary Jin with a smile. "Well, if you want to say that, you are right. Look at the one next door, with a poker face every day, and work with him. This kind of feeling should be eight to nine."
“……” When Tan Jingyuan in the morgue next door heard these words, he could be maligned by Qi.
Secretary Jin couldn't help but smile. It's the same. It's quite appropriate.
"Ah, you laugh, and you think what I said makes sense."
"Miss Tang, I have left your lunch here for you. There is one for Mr. tan. Please keep it for him."
"Oh, in fact, he's such a workaholic that he doesn't need to eat."
But Tangbao just said that when she finished eating, Tan Jingyuan didn't come out to eat, so she couldn't help knocking on the table: "Hey, Tan Jingyuan, you're serious about your workaholic, you don't see what time it is, it's time to eat, don't write, work is endless."