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Chapter 229 Give him the sweet palm (1)

I don’t know whether the boss’s conscience will hurt.

The secretary's heart hurts a little.

Looking at the documents that look like a hill, no wonder there are so many novels with the CEO and secretary who are the worst, but that's not the case.

Don’t think that those wives who have time to accompany their bosses day by day.

Look at the pitiful secretary group around them.

It’s time! I’ll share it with my subordinates. As I divide it, I become proficient and have more time.

Do most of the president’s secretary have singles? Do they want to be singles? No, the secretary also wants to have a sweet love relationship!

"Secretary Chen, has Mr. Shang left? There is a document here that needs to be signed by him."

Hey, Secretary Chen was weak and lay on the table, pointing to the small hill next to him. "Put it at the bottom! Treat it one by one." If he couldn't make a decision, Shangluo would check it out.

The person who came up was a department manager. I also heard that Mr. Shang was in a particularly good mood today. Even if he couldn't pass the documents, he would not be criticized too much.

It's just a little late.

Who would have thought that the workaholics who used to be left so early now?

"Will there be no economic crisis in Yuanchen!"

Chen Qiyuan sneered. "Do you think it looks like it?"

The manager shook his head, it didn't look like it, it didn't look like it at all.

There was no pheasant a few days ago to estimate Shangluo’s value, but it was scary anyway.

"That boss has been..."

"Can you guess the boss's thoughts? Go and do whatever you should do. Be careful of the plan and get beaten back. Take advantage of this period of time and hurry up and work hard. Maybe your bonus will double one day." Although you are very hard recently and are very tired recently, you are very happy to count the money when you pay your salary.

As we all know, Yuanchen's benefits for employees are relatively good.

How many half a year has the prize for half a year higher than a monthly salary.

"Hurry up and go, don't bother me with work."

When it was almost dark, Niannian put on a mask and went out, preparing to go to the nearby supermarket to buy something.

While standing at the intersection waiting for the green light, I lowered my head and flipped through the comments below on Weibo.

[There will be a resounding thing if you never forget it: Good morning, a happy day starts with receiving this bowl of porridge. [Picture]]

[The porridge that looks delicious must be delicious. You must drink more in Qi Nian.]

[A preliminary estimate is that it is full of high-quality ingredients to nourish the body.]

[It feels expensive across the screen.]

[This packaging is not like takeaway at all, nor is it made by Qi Nian. Who made it?]

[Don't ask, it's because of love.]

[The cat next to it is so cute!]

...

cat?

I thought they were talking about the milk cover, but after enlarging the photo, I found that the upper left corner of the photo accidentally exposed most of Tiantian's body and was photographed in.

No one will find anything!

After all, Shangluo blogs are too low.

The cats in the world are much the same.

Thinking of this, she didn't care too much.

The green light on the opposite side lit up, put away the phone and walked quickly to the opposite side, almost at the last step. Niannian suddenly turned around and looked at a car parked in front of the road opposite.

The windows were closed and the people inside were not visible.

Soon the red light jumped and the driver started the car and left.

The moment he crossed the zebra crossing, the car window fell halfway, and between several lanes, Niannian saw clearly the side face of the man sitting in the car, and couldn't help but stand on the sidewalk and her eyes were red.

Jijinnan turned his head to face her eyes.

The message from last night was still lying quietly on the phone.
Chapter completed!
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