Chapter 9: I heard you are pregnant with my child? (1)
The elevator that Jian Qiqi took was not far from the CEO's office. After walking through the corridor less than ten meters, she saw Fei Qingyu stopping at the door of a luxurious-looking office. She pointed at the door of the office.
He said to Jian Qiqi: "The president is inside, go in by yourself!"
"Oh, okay! Thank you!"
Jian Qiqi quickly recovered her scattered thoughts and nodded gratefully to the other party.
Watching Fei Qingyu turn around and go back to her seat, she then raised her head and looked in the direction of the office in front of her. When she saw the words "President's Office" on the door plate, she felt her heart beat abnormally fast.
Jian Qiqi covered her chest and started to cheer herself up. It was already here anyway, so there was no harm in giving it a try. Even if it failed, there was nothing to regret!
Jian Qiqi secretly clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and opened the office door. The moment the door was pushed open, she lowered her head and bowed 90 degrees toward the inside and said, "Hello, I am "
Jian Qiqi, an intern reporter from Fashion magazine, would like to conduct a simple interview with you. I wonder if you have time?"
One second, two seconds...
One minute, two minutes...
Time passed little by little, but there was no sound inside.
Jian Qiqi kept bending down for at least ten minutes. Only when her small waist couldn't hold on any longer, did she slowly raise her head with doubts.
But I found that the huge office was quiet, not even a ghost.
Jian Qiqi boldly took a few steps inside.
It is said that this place is really not an ordinary luxury. In addition to the large space, everything inside is of high quality. From furniture and appliances to small furnishings on the walls.
Rather than saying this is an office, it's more like the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.
While I was carefully admiring a palace oil painting on the wall, a lazy voice suddenly came from behind me: "How is it? Are you satisfied with my office?"
Jian Qiqi turned around subconsciously, almost knocking over the vase next to her in shock.
When I turned around, I discovered that there was a glass door in the opposite corner that connected to the next room.
When I entered the door just now, I thought it was just a mirror, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
At this moment, through the glass door, she could clearly see the layout of the next room.
There are a series of household equipment such as sofas, TVs, refrigerators and wine cabinets, and even beds. It looks like it should be a temporary lounge.