Ling Yanyan nodded. "Then give it to me! I'll send it to the president." Wang Xueyi reached for the bag in her hand and walked to the president's office.
Ling Yanyan didn't know where to go, so she could only stand helplessly by the door of the president's office.
Feng Zhiming originally thought he would see Ling Yanyan come in, but when he looked up, he found that it was Wang Xueyi who walked into the office. "Why are you here?" He just raised his head, then lowered his head and looked at the documents on the table.
Wang Xueyi walked over and sat across from him, "I'll bring you breakfast!" pointing to the breakfast bag placed on the coffee table.
"You can just let Assistant Ling do such small things. You can go out first! Call Assistant Ling in by the way." Feng Zhiming said to her.
Wang Xueyi's expression turned extremely ugly. She walked out of the office and said bitterly to Ling Yanyan who was standing at the door, "Let you in." Ling Yanyan said oh and knocked on the door before walking in, "President."
Standing by the door of the office, looking at Feng Zhiming who was working hard.
Feng Zhiming heard her voice, raised his head, put down the pen in his hand, "Close the door."
"Oh." Ling Yanyan closed the office door and stood there.
"Assistant Ling Te, don't forget your own identity. Your duty is to obey my instructions. I am your leader. I don't want the things I told you to be handed over to others by you. Do you understand?"
Feng Zhiming glanced at the breakfast bag on the coffee table.
"Yes, I got it." Ling Yanyan nodded on the surface, but she was a little angry in her heart. It's not that she wanted others to help, it was Wang Xueyi who took it hard, okay? How can I blame her?
Feng Zhiming looked at her with eyes that showed dissatisfaction and a trace of imperceptible anger. He stood up, walked to the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa, "Let's have breakfast!"
Feng Zhiming pulled her over, sat next to him, and put the cup of warm milk in front of her. "Drink it!" Ling Yanyan glanced at him, "Can I not drink it?"
"No." Feng Zhiming took a sip of coffee and refused her directly, "You can drink it if I tell you to." He then placed all the meals in the box in front of Ling Yanyan, "Eat these too.
"
Ling Yanyan hadn't even taken a sip of the milk in her hand. What did he mean? She wanted to eat it all, even lunch.
"I can't eat so much." Ling Yanyan took a sip of milk, held back the discomfort in her stomach, and glanced at Feng Zhiming beside her.
"Just eat when you're full, and throw it away if you can't finish it." Feng Zhiming's daily breakfast is indispensable for a cup of coffee. Ling Yanyan grinned, "Okay, I'll have it for lunch." Anyway, she doesn't have it now.
Hungry, put everything back into the bag.
"There is an event at noon, and you have to go with me." Feng Zhiming finished the coffee in his cup and returned to his desk.
The smile on Ling Yanyan's face was still frozen, damn it! Why did he hit her every time? Well, since he didn't eat breakfast and she couldn't eat it, then she should give it to others to eat at the head office!
After putting away the breakfast on the table and walking out of the office, Feng Zhiming didn't pay attention and let her take the breakfast out. He knew what she wanted to do without even thinking about it.
Ling Yanyan took the elevator to the design department with her breakfast. She looked at the designers in the entire office making design drawings, which aroused a little desire in her heart. She also graduated with a design major, and she ended up working with the design department.
It was such a miss.
Knocked on the door of Yu Chen's office, "Please come in." Yu Chen's warm voice sounded.
Ling Yanyan opened the door and walked into the room, "Senior."
As soon as Yu Chen heard Ling Yanyan's voice, he raised his head and said, "Yanyan, why are you here? Sit down quickly." The two sat side by side on the sofa.
"Senior, please have breakfast." Ling Yanyan placed the breakfast in front of him.
Yu Chen looked at her in surprise: "Yanyan, aren't you supposed to come to the company to work?"
"Yeah." Ling Yanyan nodded, "Yes!"
"Which department have you gone to?" Yu Chen was still wondering where the person who came to report for work yesterday had gone.
Ling Yanyan sighed, "I am the assistant to the president."
"That's a good thing! Why aren't you happy yet?" Yu Chen looked at Ling Yanyan who looked unhappy.
"Senior, as you know, I am studying design. I am not interested in, and do not understand, the job of being an assistant to the president.
Yu Chen smiled and patted her back, "It's okay, I believe you can do it."
"But, I don't like being the president's assistant at all." Especially working with that annoying man.
Yu Chen was eating a delicious breakfast, "Did the president ask you to eat this breakfast? Or did you buy it specially for me to eat?"
"This is... don't worry about it anyway, just eat." Ling Yanyan stood up, "Senior, I'm going to work first."
Yu Chen nodded, "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Ling Yanyan walked quickly back to the president's office, "President, what should I do?" She saw him looking at the documents seriously, but she didn't know what to do.
"I thought you had forgotten that you were here for work. Where have you been for so long?" When Feng Zhiming saw Ling Yanyan change her original personality and look at him respectfully, he couldn't help but
He frowned.
"I..." Ling Yanyan looked at him pretending to be aggrieved.
"What are you doing? Where did you take your breakfast?" Feng Zhiming looked at the milk on the coffee table that he had only taken a small sip of, and frowned even more tightly.
Why is this person acting like this? Do I need to report this? "I had breakfast." Ling Yanyan said matter-of-factly.
"Really? I drank the milk too." Feng Zhiming handed the milk on the coffee table to her.
Ling Yanyan couldn't always let him hold it, so she could only take it, "President, can I not drink it?"
"You are too thin, you should eat more." Feng Zhiming looked at her thin face and felt very distressed.
"Drink it." Feng Zhiming did not tolerate her refusal or hesitation.
Ling Yanyan drank the milk in the cup in one go, all the discomfort in her stomach surged up, she covered her mouth with her hands, and before she could run to the bathroom, she vomited it all in the trash can next to the door, "Ouch.
." Ling Yanyan's face turned pale and she squatted by the trash can.
Feng Zhiming stepped forward, patted her back, "Are you okay?" He picked her up and walked into the bathroom in his lounge.
Ling Yanyan shook her head, turned on the faucet, and rinsed her mouth with water.
"Since you can't drink milk, why do you have to be brave?" Feng Zhiming stood behind her and handed her a dry towel.
"You, you asked me to drink it, how come I'm trying to be brave?" Ling Yanyan turned her head, gave him a look, put the towel in the washbasin, and prepared to wash it.