After getting off the elevator, Simiao looked at Xu Tianer walking away with her waist twisted, and murmured, "It would be better if you dump me, I can't wait to do it." After saying that, he walked to her office... After putting down the bag,
I made a cup of coffee for Ouyang Ji and sent it to me. I knocked on the door but got no answer. I looked around and saw that there was no one inside. I was surprised, where did I go?
"Special Assistant Zhen" David stood next to Simiao holding the document. Seeing that Simiao was startled, he said with some embarrassment, "We should not call him Special Assistant Zhen now, but Mrs. President."
"What are you doing, Madam? You know best what happened between me and Ouyang Ji," Simiao said disapprovingly, "Please just call me Special Assistant Zhen as before. By the way, that Ouyang" is still in the work unit.
Don't ask for special privileges. Just like before, "Why isn't Mr. Ou there?"
"Mr. Ou asked me to inform the senior cadres of each department yesterday to start a morning meeting right after work. Although there have been video conferences these days, Mr. Ou still wants to listen to the senior cadres' reports face to face.
"The operation of the group," David explained, "I'm here to get information from Mr. Ou."
"Oh" Simiao responded, quite puzzled, why didn't Ouyang Ji ask her to have a meeting?...
At noon, Simiao and Jing Lili were sitting at a seat by the window with a dinner plate to eat. Suddenly they heard a commotion in the crowd, and then felt a tall figure standing in front of her. She raised her head and looked at the person, annoyed.
Close your eyes, hate it!
Jing Lili looked at Ouyang Ji with a plate in one hand in disbelief, and immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Ou, please sit down, I'll sit somewhere else." Oh my god, this is her first time in the group for more than two years.
Once I saw Mr. Ou entering the staff restaurant, and it turned out that his beloved wife was here.
Ouyang Ji put down his dinner plate and sat across from Simiao. He looked at the intact food on her plate and whispered, "You can't waste the group food. You must eat it all, otherwise it will be deducted."
Since he was eating in the staff restaurant, Ouyang Ji could only eat with a spoon with one clumsy hand.
"Are you deducting money again? I'll eat it," Simiao said helplessly. Whether in Ou Zhai or in the group, she was always squeezed by Ouyang Ji. She took small bites of her food with chopsticks, but she thought
Her father had just passed away, and she really had no appetite. Suddenly she looked at Ouyang Ji who was having trouble with her hands, slightly curved her head with a mischievous expression, and said warmly, "Mr. Ou, your hands are not convenient, I will feed you."
After finishing, he picked up the spoon, filled up a mouthful of rice, handed it to Ouyang Ji's mouth and said, "Here, open your mouth."
"Woman, you want to embarrass me," Ouyang Ji said in a low voice with a dangerous voice. He looked at Simiao with deep and sharp eyes. This little hedgehog-like woman would think of how to stab him anytime and anywhere, but he never tired of it.
.
"How dare I embarrass you? Didn't you say you want me to serve you? Isn't this the case in European houses?" Simiao replied without fear, "Eat quickly, or you will be late." The two of them were just talking during the conversation
After a while, when Simiao looked at the restaurant again, there was no one there, not even the waiter.
Ouyang Ji ate the rice handed over by Simiao, finished it with relish, and said in a loud voice, "Now that the employees are gone, you can still provide your special service."
"Okay" Simiao said with a smile, and filled another mouthful. This time, she put it into Ouyang Ji's mouth, "You are scarier than the tsunami. Don't come to the restaurant next time. When you come,
Everyone was swept away by you."
Ouyang Ji choked and coughed after swallowing Simiao Thi's mouthful of rice. This little hedgehog...
In the afternoon, Simiao sat uneasily in the office, lying on the table, feeling tight in her chest. Her father, whom she had not seen for five years, was on his deathbed for the last time. Tongtong had not seen his grandfather yet, so he sighed.
, tears fell unconsciously.
'Bang——' Xu Tian'er pushed open the door of Simiao's office, with a cold face, and said arrogantly, "Zhen Simiao, how did you photocopy this document? There are 13 pages in total, and you printed 2 less
Page, 3 pages were photocopied without ink and only half of them were copied. What are you thinking? Don’t think that just because the CEO’s wife is doing things, it doesn’t mean she can’t be serious about her work. Let me tell you, there are no vases around Ji.”
Simiao lowered her head and quickly wiped her tears. When she raised her head again, she looked at Xu Tianer with a pair of clear eyes. If she did something wrong, she would admit it and say, "Sorry, I'll make another photocopy."
"Re-photocopy? Do you think everything can be redone? What if this is an important document and cannot be re-photocopied?" Xu Tian'er said angrily, making use of the topic! At this moment, a stalwart stood behind her.
His figure enveloped her, and she heard him say uninhibitedly, "Can't we still make photocopies now? Why are you yelling?".
It's not Ji's voice? It's not about a colleague. Xu Tian'er and Simiao looked at it at the same time. It was Feng Jicheng who was wearing a matte gray suit. He had a cynical and stern face with an unruly curve, and his hands
He coolly inserted it into his trouser pocket and tilted his head mischievously, "A gentle woman will be more beautiful."
"Yes" Xu Tian'er changed her previous expression and replaced it with a gentle expression, "Crown Prince, why are you here?".
"Because" Feng Jicheng looked at Simiao with his deep eyes shining brightly, and said interestingly, "I'm here to see Simiao."
"Looking for me?" Simiao said in surprise, "What are you looking for for me?".
"Your boss Ouyang Ji, let's talk about the bidding case," Feng Jicheng gasped...
It was 100 meters from Simiao's office to Ouyang Ji's office, but the 100 meters turned into a thousand meters due to the slow pace of the two walking.
"Don't be too sad. After all, you have done everything you can do. Uncle, let him go and rest in peace." Feng Jicheng looked at Simiao's red and swollen eyes and advised him warmly.
Simiao nodded and smiled bitterly, "However, I still feel sorry for Dad. Maybe if I went to see Dad earlier, Dad wouldn't be so sick and could get better treatment."
"Don't think so, uncle must want to see you happy." Feng Jicheng stopped and stared into Simiao's eyes, "When uncle died, I promised to take good care of you and make you happy. Now
Tell me, are you happy?".
Unhappy, very unhappy! But Simiao could only say it in her heart, but could not tell Feng Jicheng that he had done enough for her, "Thank you."
Feng Jicheng put his hands on Simiao's shoulders and said seriously, "What I want to hear is not thank you. If you say you are unhappy, I will take you away from Ouyang Ji at all costs."
"I'm afraid that even if you risk everything, you won't be able to take her away from me." Ouyang Ji's arrogantly displeased voice appeared behind the two of them, "In the end, you will know the four words, overestimating one's ability!".