"Yanyan, do you love me?" Feng Zhiming put his chin on her shoulder and asked softly.
Ling Yanyan was slightly startled, raised her head, and met his eyes, "Do you want me to say I love you?" If so, then she would not be stingy.
Feng Zhiming put his arms around her slender waist, moved his face close to hers, and pressed his forehead against hers, "I don't like to hear lies."
"Then you are too confident." Ling Yanyan sneered.
"Let's wait until you fall in love with me!" Feng Zhiming decided to let her go for the time being. In fact, he didn't want to embarrass her in the first place.
Ling Yanyan breathed out and broke away from his arms, "Now, it's your working time."
"I am the boss, no one dares to control me," Feng Zhiming would not let her succeed and wanted to find an excuse to stay away from him.
Ling Yanyan's little hand touched his handsome face, "So arrogant." She was as arrogant as before.
Feng Zhiming laughed out loud, feeling happy for no reason.
There was a knock on the door, and Feng Zhiming's handsome thick eyebrows furrowed, "Come in." However, he was unwilling to let go of the person in his arms.
Li Rui was not surprised at all by the intimate behavior between the two of them, and was more pleased with it.
"President, it's time for the meeting." Li Rui said to him.
Feng Zhiming nodded, "Well, we'll be there right away."
Li Rui exited his office.
"Are you ready?" Feng Zhiming asked Ling Yanyan in his arms.
Such a simple sentence? Ling Yanyan was helpless, but she understood him.
"You gave me so much time to prepare." Not even a minute.
"The woman I fancy is definitely the right one." Feng Zhiming said confidently.
Although Ling Yanyan looked tired, she still smiled slightly, "Let's go then! President."
Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan walked into the conference room one after another. He sat on the main seat in the middle, and Ling Yanyan sat next to him.
Wang Xueyi looked at the two of them in even more surprise. They could act in such a tacit understanding without opening their mouths. She was surprised that he actually brought her into the conference room and took her to the executive meeting. His behavior was obviously
It showed that he had different feelings for her.
"The first item in today's meeting is that Miss Ling Yanyan, who is sitting next to me, is my special assistant from this moment on." Feng Zhiming's sharp eyes scanned every senior manager in the conference room.
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Ling Yanyan stood up and bowed ninety degrees, "Hello everyone, my name is Ling Yanyan. Please take care of me in the future." The dark shadow in front of her could not dim the confident smile on her face.
Although everyone was confused about Ling Yanyan's appearance, they all clapped without any objection.
Next, is the real start of the meeting, the weekly report and the plan for next week.
The meeting lasted for three hours, and the executives from each department walked out of the conference room one by one. Only Feng Zhiming, Ling Yanyan and Wang Xueyi were left in the entire large conference room.
"Let's go!" Feng Zhiming said to Ling Yanyan beside him, but did not look at Wang Xueyi.
As soon as Ling Yanyan stood up, maybe because she hadn't slept all night, or maybe because she had been sitting for too long, a sudden wave of dizziness hit her, but Feng Zhiming quickly hugged her waist and let her
She avoided falling or being hit, and the two of them left the conference room together.
Wang Xueyi was left alone in the conference room. Ling Yanyan was back again. She returned to the same position and received his gentle care. She really hated it. Why did Ling Yanyan do it again and again?
The appearance of?
Walking out of the conference room, Ling Yanyan broke away from him, "I agree to all your conditions, but I only have one condition. I hope the president can distinguish between public and private matters."
Feng Zhiming's long arms still hugged her slender waist, "You have no right to negotiate terms with me."
Did she think he really needed a special assistant to help her organize and share the work? He just wanted her to be in his sight 24 hours a day.
"Overlord." Ling Yanyan muttered in a low voice.
Feng Zhiming acted as if he didn't hear her and walked into the office with his arms around her.
He asked her to sit on the sofa and ordered the secretary to bring in a cup of coffee and a cup of juice. "That's it for today. I don't want to see the woman I love working hard for me with dark circles under her eyes."
As soon as he saw her, he knew that she must have stayed up all night, so he took her to a three-hour meeting. Now, her eyes felt sour.
Ling Yanyan leaned on his generous shoulder, closed her eyes, and covered her eyes with her long curled eyelashes, "It's great to have such a boss." She was really sleepy.
Feng Zhiming let her lean against her until she heard even breathing, then he picked her up and put her gently on the big bed in the lounge. He covered her with a quilt and stared at her sleeping face for a long time before finally
Walk back to the office.
Li Minghao was sitting in the office, stroking his forehead with his hand. I wonder if Yanyan is there? In the morning, Feng Zhiming had already returned all the stocks of Li's company to him. These were placed before him.
In front of him, he was told truthfully that Ling Yanyan had bought all of this with her freedom. And how could he bear it?
It was almost time to get off work. Li Minghao stood up, took out his car keys, and drove to the office building of Feng Group. He stopped the car at the sunken shelter opposite, turned off the engine, and rolled down the window.
After waiting for more than two hours, it was already dark.
Feng Zhiming woke her up and said, "It's time to get off work." Seeing that she was sleeping so soundly, he couldn't bear to wake her up, but she had not eaten all day.
Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and looked at him with sleepy eyes, "Are you off work? It's so late." Looking at the night outside, she slept peacefully today.
"Have you not slept enough?" He hugged her lovingly, watching her pouting and closing her beautiful eyes again.
Ling Yanyan leaned on his chest and shook her head. It wasn't that she didn't sleep enough, she just wanted to stay in his arms for more time. He was as gentle as before.
"Then let's go eat. I'm already very hungry." Feng Zhiming picked her up and prepared to walk out of the lounge.
"My bag." Ling Yanyan looked at the handbag beside the bed.
Feng Zhiming turned back, but had no intention of letting her go. He bent down slightly, and Ling Yanyan reached out and grabbed the bag.
"Put me down." Ling Yanyan felt uncomfortable being held by him like this. Even in the elevator, he would not put her down.
After walking out of the company's automatic revolving door, Li Rui happened to drive over and stopped in front of them.
Feng Zhiming carried her into the back seat of the car, and the black expensive RV drove away from the company.
Li Minghao watched Feng Zhiming carrying her out of the company and watched them leave in the car.
It seems that the two of them should be very good, as long as they are good. Although there is a distance, he can see the deep affection in Feng Zhiming's eyes, and the emotions revealed unconsciously are the most real.
Maybe he has forgotten Yanyan and lost his memory, but he still has feelings for her in his heart, or maybe the ultimate goal of everything he does is to keep Ling Yanyan by his side.