After Shen Yugui finished speaking, he gave Wen Ruoqing a provocative look.
Wen Ruo turned around and walked out cleanly, staying here again, she felt that she was about to vomit blood!
Shen Yugui patted Fei Nancheng on the shoulder again, tidyed up his suit and tie, and then said in a voice that Wen Ruoqing could hear: "Honey, when I just went upstairs, everyone Miss Quawen is pretty, you say, is Miss Wen pretty, or am I pretty?"
Wen Ruoqing's pace slowed down.
Mr. Fei, whose tie was already tight and almost out of breath, opened his mouth without hesitation: "You are beautiful."
Wen Ruoqing:...
Wen Ruoqing's pace hastened a bit.
But unfortunately, I heard her voice again: "I knew that you fell in love with me and coveted my beauty. What a pity, if you didn't meet me, maybe you and Miss Wen still have hope..."
Wen Ruoqing's pace is slow again.
Then I heard Fenan City’s voice: "What is a pity, she is not my type."
Wen Ruoqing:...
Wen Ruoqing couldn't listen anymore, so he trot and left the top floor.
The office door has not been closed, so the sound from inside can be heard outside.
The entire secretarial staff working on the top floor heard what they said just now, and suddenly looked at me one by one, I looked at you, and finally bowed their heads in silence.
They know it! Even if you offend Mr. Fei in the future, you cannot offend Miss Shen!
Seeing Wen Ruoqing disappear on the top floor, Shen Yugui curled his lips and stopped talking.
Fei Nancheng's answer just now was a perfect score!
She was thinking happily, and she saw Fei Nancheng look at her helplessly: "People are far away, I can't hear them anymore."
Shen Yugui:?
This guy saw her thoughts, so he cooperated so much...
It's really embarrassing.
Shen Yugui's big eyes began to float around, and then landed on the coffee table on the sofa: "Hey, macarons! How do you know I love this!"
Philadelphia:...
Fei Nancheng could finally loosen his tie. After breathing smoothly, he took Fan Fan to the meeting.
Shen Yugui sat sideways on the sofa and picked up the tablet.
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meeting room.
After ten minutes of the meeting, Fei Nancheng paused, picked up the phone, and sent a message to Fan Fan: [Arrange for someone to bring her something to drink in. 】
Fan Fan: [Okay, boss. 】
For twenty minutes, Fan Fan was recording the minutes of the meeting. The phone rang again, and Mr. Fei sent it again: [Arrange for someone to ask her if she is hungry. 】
Fan Fan: ... [Okay. 】
Thirty minutes later, the phone vibrated again: 【Arrange someone to see if she is bored. You can play movies in the conference room. Ask someone to ask her if she can’t watch. 】
Fan Fan:...
Forty minutes later, the phone rang again: [If she is sleepy, she can go to the lounge to sleep. 】
"..."
Fifty minutes later.
Fenancheng couldn't sit still, he looked down at the time, and suddenly stood up, "Let's end the meeting today."
Public:? ?
Someone spoke in confusion: "But I haven't finished talking yet..."
Fei Nancheng's eyes flashed past him: "It's already off work, and work must be combined with work and rest. The Fei Group does not work overtime."
Public:? ?
Who used to die, working until ninety in the evening? ?
It's only six o'clock today! !