Feng Xijue had a total of six secretaries, one of whom was on maternity leave, leaving only five. Ling Chuchu's arrival happened to fill the vacancy of Secretary Lai. When she left three months later, Secretary Lai also happened to come back.
Sitting in front of her new desk, Ling Chuchu couldn't help but think to herself. After going around and around, everything seemed to be back to when she first applied for the job. They just wanted her to replace Secretary Lai.
Just when she was distracted, the phone on the table rang. She quickly picked it up, and Feng Xijue's voice came from the phone, "Make me a cup of coffee!"
"Okay, right away!" After Ling Chuchu said that, she immediately stood up and walked to the tea room. After making a cup of coffee, she immediately sent it to the president's office.
She knocked on the door gently, and after receiving permission, she opened the door and walked in.
"President, your coffee!" She handed the coffee to his left hand and saw that he was trying hard to open a document with his left hand and sign it with his left hand. The clip was uneven and he was struggling to do it, and her heart suddenly tightened.
She quickly walked around him and flattened the folder for him.
Feng Xijue finally breathed a sigh of relief and signed his name gracefully with a pen!
"You can actually write with your left hand?" Ling Chuchu looked at the vigorous and powerful signature on the document in surprise, which was perfect like him.
"Yes! This is the basic condition to be able to sit in this position! Do you think it is so easy to be a president!" Feng Xijue put down his pen, picked up the coffee and took a sip. The tangy aroma made the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "The taste is the same as mine.
The drink is different, better than before!”
"I used to work in a coffee shop, so I know a little bit about making coffee!" Ling Chuchu smiled shyly, revealing her eight teeth as white as jade, which looked particularly fresh and good-looking.
"It seems I was right to ask you to be my secretary. I will be blessed in the future! Have all the procedures been completed?" Feng Xijue held her hand and asked softly.
"It's done. If there's nothing wrong, I'll go out first!" Ling Chuchu felt a little awkward and wanted to withdraw her hand. This is an office. It would be bad if someone bumped into her.
"Don't leave, just stay and help me. I have to sign all these this morning. As you can see, I have a little trouble on my own. It will be faster if you help me!" Feng Xijue pointed to the table.
Stacks of documents.
"Uh... Okay! But can you let go of my hand first!" Ling Chuchu nodded and agreed, she could still help with this.
"Okay, let's get started. These must be read before noon. We have to go somewhere in the afternoon!" Feng Xijue let go of her hand and motioned for her to bring over a document.
"Where are you going?"
"Secret!" Feng Xijue said mysteriously, then lowered his head and started the work at hand. Ling Chuchu stopped asking any more questions and concentrated on opening a document for him. After he read it, he turned the pages for him, and finally handed it to him.
He handed over the pen and watched him sign.
Warm sunlight shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side, and the golden light shrouded the two of them, making them seem to be in a circle of light. Feng Xijue looked at the documents on the table intently, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching,
A small white hand was quietly placed aside. Ling Chuchu lowered her head slightly, revealing a white and slender neck and a soft profile. This scene was as beautiful as a picture scroll, warm and moving.
However, the good times did not last long. Noisy footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and then the office door was pushed open with a bang.
Feng Xijue frowned and raised his head. When he saw the person clearly, he put down the pen with a "pop" sound. Suddenly a terrifying cold air came out of his body, and then he put it away again, but his clenched fist still showed that
His inner displeasure!
Feng Shirong strode in with two siblings, Feng Xichen and Feng Xiyan. Feng Shirong sat down on the sofa carelessly and looked at Feng Xijue with sharp eyes.
Ling Chuchu also immediately raised her head and looked at the people who came. She had seen these people in the hospital. They were Feng Xijue's family members, but she didn't understand why Feng Lao acted like an enemy every time he saw her son. She
An uncomfortable feeling suddenly arose in his heart, and he felt sorry for Feng Xijue.
"Dad, are you here for anything?" Feng Xijue looked at his father with indifferent eyes. He even looked at the people who were following him stingily!
"How could I see such a busy man like you if I didn't come! Feng Xijue, I asked Yan'er to bring you a message to go home. Why didn't you listen? Do you still have me as your father in your eyes?" Feng Shirong glared coldly.
His youngest son sounded unhappy.
The corners of Feng Xijue's lips raised slightly. He glanced at Feng Xiyan standing aside with a mocking look and said, "If you need anything, you can call me. Anything important must be said in person!"
"Look at your attitude. You treacherous son, do you think of me as your father?" Feng Shirong stood up in anger, pointed at Feng Xijue's nose and cursed!
"Dad, don't be angry. If you have anything to say, talk to me!" Feng Xichen saw this and immediately supported Feng Shirong, patting his back gently to cheer him up, looking like a standard good son.
"I asked you to arrange for Xichen and Xiyan to join the company, why have you been putting off doing it!" Feng Shirong calmed down his anger slightly and stared at Feng Xijue coldly and asked.
At the mention of this, Feng Xijue's originally calm eyes suddenly turned cold. Ling Chuchu clearly felt that the disappearing cold air from his body burst out instantly, causing her heart to tighten for no reason.
"Have you forgotten what you promised your mother? You promised her that you would never let these brothers and sisters enter the Feng family! She has been killed by you, do you still want her to die in peace?"
Feng Xijue suddenly stood up, slammed his hand on the table, and sounded mournful.
Ling Chuchu's heart trembled violently as his words fell. At this moment, she felt his boundless sadness and anger!
"Shut up, don't mention your mother to me. Your mother died of illness, what does it have to do with us!" Feng Shirong's eyes widened angrily, glaring at his son angrily.
"What does it have to do with you? Haha... You said she has something to do with you. She is your wife and the mother of your son! She died in depression because of you and that bitch. You actually said she has something to do with you.
, you are still not a human being!" Feng Xijue was about to be driven crazy by him. His mother was already dead, but he still tried his best to cut off the relationship. Their mother was dead, but they were living with peace of mind. This world is so unfair.
"You traitor! I'll beat you to death today!" Feng Shirong was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He strode aside, pulled out a golf club from beside the sofa, and hit Feng Xijue hard.
