Sitting in the car, Tong en holds on to his seat belt tightly. He can't help but look at the man in the driver's seat. Zhizhi and Qiqi look more and more like the man in front of him.

"Is it really that good?"

Tong en blinked. He was frightened by the man's mellow and low voice. Suddenly, his mobile phone rang. After a long time, Tong en finally couldn't help asking, "don't you answer the phone?"

Tong en turned and looked at him. The light on his face was dim in the shade of the tree, but his calm peach blossom eyes were as bright as diamonds.

Wan Jingting suddenly turned the steering wheel, drove under a tree and slowly braked. Looking at Tong en's window, it was a well decorated jewelry store.

Only close people have such remarks, and the man just called his name very naturally.

She saw the remark: Dong.

Tong en thought, "I think he should be a friend of Mr. Wan."

"Well?" Wan Jingting light smile: "he is not your superior, is not a customer."

"Report back to Mr. Wan. As a secretary, I set my own requirements. Treating superiors, clients and others politely is the first rule." Tong en made a serious response.

Tong en: Yes! I'm just a secretary!

"It's hard for you to hang up?"

Wan Jingting only heard a low smile from his nose. He held out his right hand and grabbed the phone. He pressed hang up and handed it to Tong en.

"Hello?" She asked again, "Sir, if you have nothing to do, I'll hang up first. Sir

Just hang up?

"Hang up."

Tong en couldn't help but say to the man as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Wan, the other side doesn't talk."

After two or three seconds, there was no movement.

So he said awkwardly: "Hello, I'm the Secretary of general manager Wan. General manager Wan is driving and it's not convenient to answer the phone. I can tell you something

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly jammed. Tong en thought that his voice was not bad.

A man's voice.

"Jing Ting..."

Maybe she found out. Tong enleng was stunned and turned to look at the man in the driver's seat who was driving with no distractions. She was still handsome, unsmiling and calm. She answered the call: "Hello, hello."

The man put his hand on the steering wheel, looked at her with his side eyes, sipped his mouth, and finally turned to joy when he got the mobile phone. The moment when he was full of smiles, touched the ripples in his heart.

I heard a faint sigh.

Tong en turned around, stretched his hand and hooked it. He couldn't reach it. Xiumei twisted it slightly and tried to move on.

It's in the back seat.

Suit?

There was a sense of pleasure in his low voice, and the corners of his lips were bent: "in the pocket of his suit."

Looking around, Tong en asked, "where's Mr. Wan's mobile phone?"

It seems that she can't refute this, but doesn't he have Bluetooth?

“……”

Before she could react, Wan Jingting continued: "as a subordinate, it's OK to help the superior answer the phone."

"What?"

Man visual front, low voice way: "you help me connect."

"You're smart. That man is my friend." He and she looked at each other, lips slightly about: "Tong Secretary has a good secretary of culture."

His voice line condition is excellent, and his voice is lowered, which makes him more attractive. Especially with his handsome face, he can easily make people forget what to say and do next.

No wonder there is only one Han Secretary around him. If you are looking for a female secretary, I don't know how much love and hatred you want to breed and how many women you miss.