Chapter 12

The other end was silent for two seconds, and then Zhao Yi's voice full of shock came: "Boss, so fast... don't you need to send Miss Fang a suit?"

Fang Fei was taken aback, not understanding why Zhao Yi said that.

The coffee didn't spill on her!

Qin Yibei listened clearly.

Zhao Yi thought that the two of them were doing indescribable things in the office...

His face suddenly turned black and frightening, and he gritted his teeth when he spoke, "Can you think of something else in your mind?!"

"Crack" to cut off the inside line, Qin Yibei was very angry.

With a rare embarrassment on his face, he glanced at Fang Fei who was still standing aside, "Go out and do some work first."

Fang Fei bit her lip, turned and went out.

But he thought of something, he paused, "Boss Qin, do you need me to make another cup of coffee and bring it to you?"

Qin Yibei's face froze, and he said bluntly: "No need...I will tell Zhao Yi to do the job of making coffee in the future. You...study the job of a secretary carefully."

Fang Fei was overjoyed, God knows how much she hates making coffee!

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

Seeing Fang Fei's obviously cheerful back when she left, Qin Yibei almost laughed angrily.

Could it be that this girl hates making coffee for him, so she deliberately puts sugar in the coffee instead of milk? !

Because of Qin Yibei's "amnesty order", Fang Fei finally stopped doing the work of serving tea and water these days.

This gave her time to study the work of a secretary.

When she was about to get off work that day, Fang Fei was about to pack up her things and leave when the intercom phone on her desk rang.

Fang Fei picked it up, "Hello President's Secretary Office! I'm Fang Fei."

"Leave later later, go to a dinner with me in the evening."

Qin Yibei's voice was clear and cold, but it sounded particularly nice.

Fang Fei frowned, "Me? I can't hold alcohol... Could you tell my colleagues in the PR department to be better?"

What's more, she invited Xu An'an and Guan Wei to have dinner together at night, Fang Fei thought to herself.

Recently, she had a peaceful life in Dingsheng, and there was no conflict or contact with Qin Yibei at work.

It was the first time that he took her to a dinner like today.

"If you're told to go, go, there's so much nonsense!" Qin Yibei's temper was still bad as usual.

Fang Fei sighed secretly, "Alright Mr. Qin."

Fang Fei thought, probably people like Qin Yibei are not used to being refuted by others.

He is used to giving orders, and then the people under him obey.

Otherwise, how to explain this person's dark face since he got in the car?

The air pressure in the back seat of the car has been kept low. Fang Fei is very thankful that she is sitting in the passenger seat. With Zhao Yi as the driver, at least the atmosphere can be eased.

When the car arrived at the Dorsett Hotel, the suffocating atmosphere finally ended.

Fang Fei followed Qin Yibei and Zhao Yi all the way to the private room on the 17th floor of the Imperial Hotel.

"Boss Qin is here!"

"Hello, Mr. Qin!"

There were already seven or eight people sitting on the round table in the private room, and when they saw Qin Yibei enter the door, they all stood up to greet him.

It can be seen from this that Qin Yibei's status in the business circle should not be underestimated.

Although many of these people were obviously older than Qin Yibei, they still lowered their bodies and greeted them with smiles.

"Mr. Qin's presence is enough to represent Guanlan's sincerity. I'm really flattered!" Among the crowd, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said with a smile on his face.

After the words fell, others echoed.

Qin Yibei pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "President Pei is being polite."

After exchanging pleasantries, a group of people took their seats one by one. Only then did Fang Fei realize that besides her, there were three other young girls present.