"Now that you know that I am your leader, you must not have any objections to what the leader wants you to do. Even if the leader tells you to die now, you must jump off the window sill without hesitation." Luo Cheng said calmly, and went to the palace.
Gently hook your long fingers.
Gong Si's teeth were itching with hatred, but she was helpless. She approached the desk unwillingly. Luo Cheng was impatient and simply pulled her to his side, sniffed her side, and then frowned: "You haven't taken a shower?
Do you know how stinky you are?"
"The smell is my own business and has nothing to do with Mr. Luo." Gong Si replied coldly, then took two steps back, making it clear that she wanted to draw a clear line with Luo Cheng.
"I'm your guardian, what do you mean it doesn't matter? Reporter Gong, I'm warning you, if you dare to drink alcohol again in the future, I will do it to you!" Luo Cheng's eyes grew cold as he recalled what happened last night.
"How did you know I drank last night?" Gong Si asked puzzledly.
Luo Cheng sneered: "I am still the one who was molested by you. If it were someone else, what would you do if you were asked to take responsibility?"
"Indecent assault on you? It's funny. How is that possible?" Gong Si didn't believe that she would do such a thing.
She was indeed drunk last night, but she has always been a very sensible person. Even if she drank a little too much, she would not be able to molest Luo Cheng. The man named Luo must be tricking her.
Unfortunately, she had no memory of what happened last night. She only knew that she slept until dawn.
"Do you want me to find witnesses or evidence?" Luo Cheng said, pointing to the corner of his lips, which was Gong Si's masterpiece last night.
Gong Si still didn't believe it and was sure that Luo Cheng was tricking her. It wasn't until Luo Cheng called Mi Xiaojia that Mi Xiaojia revealed that what happened last night was indeed true.
When Gong Si heard Mi Xiaojia's vivid description, she simply hung up the phone and lost her previous momentum.
Even if she was drunk and accidentally kissed Luo Cheng, would it be such a stingy excuse to use it?
"Do you still dare to quibble with your words now?" Luo Cheng looked at the shorter Gong Si and asked with a half-smile.
"I don't dare." Gong Si replied in a dull voice.
Luo Cheng took the opportunity to scold him: "Look what you look like now? You look like a female gangster. Reporter Gong, you are not like this. You are very good, you never drink, and you are not likely to use alcohol to attack a man..."
"I was wrong." Gong Si whispered back, interrupting the endless bombing of Luo City.
She used to drink, but she drank less. She didn't know that she would be so "thirsty" if she drank too much. You know, she didn't drink that much anymore.
"I'll write down this account for you. By the way, when will you move back to Tangyuan?" Luo Cheng said, taking out a new suit from the bag and handing it to Gong Si.
"I haven't thought about it yet. Let's think about it later. What are you doing?" Gong Si looked at the suit in her hand inexplicably. She didn't know which song Luo Cheng was singing.
"Go in, take a shower, change clothes, and let customers enter the magazine. When I see you, I think you have entered a refugee camp. Today's magazines are not as good as before, they are far more famous than before, and you can get high salaries without just hanging around." Luo Cheng.
He waved to Gong Si impatiently, signaling her to get out of here.
Gong Si had a shameless face and seemed to be unable to find an excuse to refute Luo Cheng, so she entered the small bathroom in the editor's lounge and quickly took a hot bath. She felt much better indeed.
She came out after washing, thinking that Luo Cheng would glance at her at least, but she was too busy to look up: "Close the office door when you go out. Remember to work seriously, I paid you a high salary not just for fun. You will be here tomorrow
If you dare to be late again, I will deduct your salary!"
This time Gong Si was too lazy to reply and just opened the door and left the office.
