Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. No one paid attention to the sudden knock on the door.
The lady at the front desk only saw a large bouquet of fiery red roses, but not her head buried in the flowers.
"SF Express, who is Miss Tang Ke'er, come and sign for it?" The bouquet of flowers moved into the company.
Everyone raised their heads and set their eyes on Ke'er. Ke'er had a confused look on her face. She put down what she was doing and walked to the door of the company.
"I am"
"Please sign" a quick slip is revealed behind the flowers.
Kerr signed and took the bouquet with great difficulty. There should be a fragrant card among the 99 flowers. She took it off.
Flowers match beauty, happy Wednesday! Nan
(Actually, when Leng Jianan wrote this sentence, he almost vomited out all the dinner he had the day before, but there was nothing he could do about it. As Xiaorou said, the more ruthless he is, the more he can impress the heroine)
Nan! Leng Jianan! She has seen his handwriting, so she knows it
Ke'er almost vomited, but she was more shocked
Is he crazy? He must be crazy, or he is deliberately playing a prank to embarrass her. Otherwise, there is no better explanation. He sent her flowers for no reason and wrote such words.
There is no more vulgar words than this: "Flowers match beauty." Ke'er looked at the card and couldn't laugh or cry.
"Who sent it, who sent it?" Everyone gathered around
Ke'er hurriedly hid the card, threw the roses to them and said, "I'll reward you."
The colleagues were naturally not polite and divided the 99 roses among themselves in just a few strokes. They placed them on their desks for a while, and the fragrance of roses filled the office.
Lin Shaofeng witnessed all this in front of his office door, his face a little silent and worried.
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Miss, it’s time to get up and pee1
Zeng Jin came close to Ke'er and asked in a low voice: "Who is it? Such a big deal?"
Ke'er was writing something when he bit the tip of his pen, frowned, and then said in an extremely low voice: "He, I don't know what he means."
"Roses represent love. He loves you. What else can it mean?" After Zeng Jin finished speaking, he was very angry, "But from my point of view, he is just looking for you to be happy, you bastard."
"I think so too, so don't bother with it, do things, do things," Kerr said
Zeng Jin returned to his seat and sent a message to Ke'er's QQ worriedly: "Don't be soft-hearted. Don't forget how he hurt you."