The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 616 Are You Peeking At My Work? !

So, he pretended to come to the monitoring room and pretended to inspect the work.

When the security guards saw the boss coming, they stared dumbfounded, and one by one quickly stood up and bowed.

"Boss Ye! Do you have any orders?" The head of the security department walked over and asked without fear of death.

"It's nothing, just check to see if every corner of the company has started to go to work! It's not time for work... I heard that employees in some departments are clocking in for colleagues—"

"..."

"Tell me about each monitoring department."

Ye Feng searched for targets one by one before monitoring with his hands behind his back.

It wasn't until he saw the pale yellow figure that he showed a sly smile, and simply sat down in front of this monitor, "Bring me a cup of coffee, I want to see how they work hard."

The team leader nodded, "Okay, Mr. Ye, please do it for a while."

Then he turned around and quickly walked out of the monitoring room, and personally went to the secretary to make coffee to honor the boss.

The delicate and mellow cutie in the picture sits seriously at his desk for a while and makes a design in front of the computer, and for a while he seems to be answering a colleague's question, and then turns around to talk to another designer.

He could almost tell what she was saying by the shape of her lips, except he couldn't hear what they were saying.

So playfully sent her a message.

【what are you doing? 】

Perhaps the cutie in the picture heard the notification tone of the mobile phone, turned her face to look at it, and then happily hugged the mobile phone and sent her a message back, [I am modifying the garden design of the villa by the river, I I think my dad might like to grow lawns in the garden. 】

Ye Feng looked at the phone, smiled, and was about to call her back, but the other party withdrew it.

He opened his mouth wide, what does that mean?
Can't you tell him that idea?
Ye Feng was very depressed, and slapped the table vigorously, which made the security personnel in the monitoring room tremble.

All of them stared with big eyes and small eyes, secretly speculating, could it be that the staff of which department is deserting?

Someone quietly poked his head over and glanced at the monitor that Ye Feng was staring at. It was the design department...

Someone hurriedly slipped out and hung up the phone to the brand department to report.

Ye Feng was struggling whether to call and call the cutie to his office, but in the end——

The little girl in the picture suddenly raised her head to look around, and finally, stared at him in a daze.

As if she could see right through him.

He was so scared that he quickly backed away.

What are you doing?

Why did she find out that he was peeking at him.

Orange Juice looked carefully at the monitor behind her, clenched her fists and grinned.

Only then did he turn around and sit back at his desk, then he seemed to feel that someone was peeking at him, and he sent another sentence while holding his mobile phone.

【Are you peeking at my work? ! 】

Ye Feng smirked, 【My company... I can watch it if I want. 】

Cheng Jue didn't reply to his message this time, knowing that he was tricked, so he turned around and looked at him with a smile, and then made a cat's paw scratching wildly and angrily.

Then directly log in the WeChat chat interface on the computer, and ask while doing design, "Are you free today? Don't you care about Liang Shuo's affairs?"

Ye Feng also returned to the office, chatting while working, "The Bo family will handle it themselves. We don't need to worry about it."

"Oh... do you know that you made a mistake too? How do you explain it?"

"Rong, let me remind you, it's working hours, beauty."

Cheng Jue looked at this line of words on the computer, and became angry for a long time. After that, he occasionally read it all day and ignored him.

When I was about to leave work at noon, a hot news alert suddenly popped up on the computer interface.

[The second son of the Bo family publicly released a blog post: The son of a world-class football star who came out in the closet! 】

“(*@ο@*) Wow~”

"Damn it! Isn't this so hot? The second son of the Bo family doesn't like women?!"

The little girls in the brand department immediately started talking noisyly.

Orange Juice clicked on the hot news and read the content verbatim.

(End of this chapter)