Many people were so dumbfounded that they forgot to move when they saw the tenderness and doting they had never seen before on Shi Jing's face. They could only blink and stare at the intoxicating look of their leader in a daze.
Until Shi Jing stood up from Qian Qianqian and turned around, the original smile was no longer there, and the person facing them was the usual cold and aloof god.
The employees also calmed down at this time. When they saw the mirror coming out, they all automatically stepped aside and said, "President."
"Um."
He responded coldly, glanced towards the lounge, turned to them and said:
"No one is allowed to go in and wake her up."
"Yes, President."
After saying those overbearing and natural words, Shi Jing left, leaving only the directors and secretaries behind him looking at Qian Qianqian in the lounge with half-envy and half-jealous eyes.
Most of the afternoon passed. During this period, Qian Qianqian slept comfortably without waking up. She didn't know how long she slept. It wasn't until she had slept enough that she stretched out on the sofa with satisfaction and found this.
It was an unusually comfortable sleep.
It seems that Fengxing Group's high-end lounge has a hypnotic effect, Qian Qianqian thought in her heart. At the same time, her eyes touched the sheet that someone didn't know who covered her body, and her expression was startled.
"This quilt..."
Who covered her?
A look of confusion flashed across her eyes. She remembered that when she fell asleep, this sheet was placed in another seat. It was impossible for him to run up to her, right?
Could it be an employee on this floor?
It seems impossible. Every time she comes here, except for Alex, no one seems to talk to her very much, let alone come to cover her with a quilt, right?
Could it be?
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Time mirror?
Qian Qianqian was shocked when such an idea popped up in his mind, and then he shook his head in complete denial.
"Impossible, how could it be him? Then the capitalists would like me to freeze to death."
Deliberately not thinking about that possibility, she just wanted to cover up the panic in her heart. In short, she didn't want or dare to have anything to do with Shi Jing.
Pulling the quilt in her hand aside, she stood up from the sofa and noticed that the electronic clock on the wall had already read half past four.
"I get off work in half an hour..."
She stared at the clock on the wall and murmured.
Thinking back to Alex's initial instructions, Shi Jing asked her to wait for him here, but why hasn't he come after waiting all afternoon?
A trace of confusion flashed across her eyes, and she walked out of the lounge. When she passed by several secretaries, they all looked at her with strange eyes, making her look even more unnatural.
Feeling uneasy, she walked to Alex's office door and knocked lightly a few times.
"Ms. Qian, is something wrong?"
Alex looked up from the document and saw Qian Qianqian, a smile appeared on his face.
"Uh... Didn't you say that Shi Jing asked me to wait for him in the lounge? What's going on?"
"Haha, I don't know about this either. I'm just sending a message for the president."
Alex put down the document in his hand, glanced at the president's office, and said, "How about you go in and ask the president?"