Chapter 114.1

He gently raised his hand and rubbed his rigid face. Liang Xiaoyu bent a right arc again and showed a standardized smile.

"Mr. Xin, may I help you?"

As soon as he opened the door, Xin Zezhao saw Liang Xiaoyu with a fake smile. His brow frowned more tightly, and his whole body was full of cold air.

"Liang Xiaoyu, did you stop he Yalin just now?"

Yo, is it for my sister next door who grew up together? Yalin Yalin, that's a good cry. At the thought of this, a lot of unknown small flames burst out in my heart.

The voice like water and song was tinged with a few sharp threads: "I'm really sorry that I didn't recognize Mr. Xin's childhood sweetheart in time."

"What do you want to do as a secretary?" By cool small Yu Yin voice strange to accept back, Xin Ze Zhao sank face, long and narrow black eyes dyed several layers of anger.

"There's no rule that the secretary must recognize all of the president's confidants and childhood friends, right? I asked myself that I didn't have such a good skill! If it's because I stopped Miss Chen and made her feel aggrieved, I can only say I'm sorry. But if there is another time, I will do the same. "

"Liang Xiaoyu!" Xin Zezhao is more and more confused with Liang Xiaoyu's fiery words. He is obviously questioning why she let others in at will without informing him.

"Therefore, in order to avoid such grievances for Mr. Xin's confidants and childhood friends, it would be better for Mr. Xin to make a list for me to recognize people! Let me explain to the security department at one time who can get in and out of Xinshi enterprise freely without a pass! "

"Do you forget the essence of secretarial work now?"?! You can let people in without making an appointment? If my itinerary is disordered and the follow-up work is disrupted, will you bear all the losses? " Cold eyes a coagulation, immediately let the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees Celsius.

But Liang Xiaoyu, who was burning with a few flames in his heart, completely ignored the warning of the sudden cooling of the cold temperature, and growled angrily: "so Mr. Xin, do you want to blame me for putting your childhood in now? Your childhood sweetheart looks like I'm guilty if I don't let people go. Dare I not let them go?! It's my fault to stop people and it's my fault to release people! What do you want? "

"Unreasonable! It seems that I have indulged you so much recently that you forget your duty! "

"I don't understand!"?! I forgot my duty?! Yes! Anyway, it's my fault! All right! Mr. Xin Liang Xiaoyu is so angry that he can't stop his chest in a single breath.

Xin Zezhao's forehead was green. The assistant's report to him last night suddenly surged into his heart. His angry smile was extremely cold. "You can't wait to let people in, is it to help people make a reservation to climb onto my bed? Huh? "

"Do I still need a secretary who forgot his duty to make a reservation? As long as you shout "brother Zezhao" softly, some people would like to give the whole bed to others

"Oh." Xin Zezhao sneered, and his murderous spirit overflowed.

"Why, aren't you a secretary who has lost his duty and all his heart goes to Xin Jingyu, who just joined the company? I'll just babble up at dinner time. "

"Yes, at least Xin Zezhao is gentle and considerate, and understands people's words!" Liang Xiaoyu doesn't care and admits it generously.

"Liang Xiaoyu! You want to die! " Xin Zezhao was so excited by these words that he couldn't control his anger any more. When his slender hand was raised forward, the copy on Liang Xiaoyu's desk was swept to the ground, in a mess.

"Yes! If I didn't want to die, I wouldn't stand here! " Liang Xiaoyu stubbornly stems his neck, and is not afraid of death to glare at Xin Zezhao.

Xin Zezhao's gloomy face was like the bottom of a pot, and his thin lips were tight. For a moment, the Secretary's room was so quiet that he could breathe.

In the middle of the sound, Xin Zezhao suppressed his anger, bent over and raised his hand to lift Liang Xiaoyu's chin, forcing Liang Xiaoyu to face his four eyes.

"Liang Xiaoyu, I'll tell you! Now that you've climbed my bed, don't think you can climb other people's bed again! Don't even think about it, or... " Xin Zezhao's eyebrows are frivolous, thin lips are slightly crooked, and evil spirits are widely spread: "I don't mind if you can't get out of bed for a week."