find his Mrs. Gu

Chapter 87

Si Nian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded towards Yan Dong.

With one hand on the railing and the other on his hips, Yan Dong took two steps on the spot, thought for a while and raised his hand to knock on the railing before speaking.

"There is a big man in my office, Yang Ding. You who study finance should know it."

When he saw Si Nian nodded, Yan Dong stretched out his hand and rubbed his face and continued: "You find a way to delay him for a while, such as adoring him, asking him for some professional knowledge, in short, the longer the delay, the better, understand?"

Yan Dong even thought of the reason here.

It's not the first time that Si Nian has entered Yan Dong's office, the last time she came with Yuan Mengjia.

She also knows Xiao Liu at the secretariat at the door of the office.

After simply saying hello and explaining why he came, Si Nian was stuffed into a tray with a cup of coffee on it.

From the wafting smell, it can be identified as black coffee.

"Is there a Maojian, it's better to use a tureen for brewing?" Si Nian asked, not receiving the tray at hand.

Xiao Liu paused for a moment while holding the tray, and looked at Si Nian suspiciously.

After understanding what she meant, he said, "It's on Mr. Yan's tea table, in a jar with white stickers,...the tureen doesn't seem to be there." Xiao Liu rolled his eyes around in his sockets, and nodded firmly.

"Then there's no need for this." Si Nian stretched out his hand to block the tray that was brought over, and before he finished speaking, he had already unscrewed the doorknob of Yan Dong's office with his right hand.

Yan Dong's office is very large, with a dedicated rest area.

Yang Ding was sitting on the black leather double sofa in the rest area at this moment, with one arm resting on the back of the sofa naturally, overlapping on the upper left leg, and the index finger and middle finger of the other hand being close together and tapping rhythmically .

Yang Ding's sharp eyes looked at the person who came in, and when he found out that it was just an ordinary employee wearing a black uniform and a white shirt, the gaze that he wanted to withdraw when he saw the face of the person who came in became complicated.

The little girl's complexion is fair, without any decorations, but her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she wears the most common ponytail. Even the leather sheath is the same color as her hair, without any deliberate attire.

But it was this similar face that reminded him of a person.

As soon as Si Nianfu entered the door, he noticed that the gaze that looked at him seemed too strong, so he stepped forward and said to him with a professional smile.

"Hello Mr. Yang, let me make you a cup of tea."

As soon as she entered the door, Si Nian had already glanced around quickly. She had already figured out the location of the tea table, as well as the location of the kettle and cups, so she didn't seem shy when walking over, but rather familiar.

During the whole operation, the office was very quiet, and the two of them didn't say anything else.

At best, Si Nian is just a little secretary who comes here to make tea, and Yang Ding's identity is there, so naturally he won't lose his worth.

Two minutes later, Si Nian made the tea, walked over to put it on the coffee table opposite Yang Ding.

After recovering from the initial surprise, Yang Ding's eyes were as calm as water.

"Xinyang Maojian?" Yang Ding raised his eyebrows, his eyes fixed on the green glass teacup in front of him.

A smell similar to the fragrance of chestnuts filled the air.

Si Nian glanced at the tea table, and after confirming the words on the white tea box, pointed there.

"It's written on it is the tip of white horse hair. It tastes similar. It may be worn in a different way."

He did not deny the other party's speculation.

"Oh?" Yang Ding questioned, when he picked up the teacup, his eyes fell on the fingers standing in front of him that hadn't dropped yet.

The skin is fairer than ordinary people, the fingers are slender but round and cute, and the neatly manicured nails are white and red.

After seeing too many manicures in various colors, patterns and patterns, the most primitive beauty is more attractive.

　I'm so happy, I saw a few old book friends coming, welcome!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)