my whole world is you

Chapter 302 Chasing Husband 99 Steps (17)
Zhuo Yanxi didn't answer, he was the president, he couldn't understand the pain of an employee of hers.

"Hi, President." Wen Wen immediately stood up, raised her chest, and showed a perfect smile, but unfortunately Ning Cheng didn't even look at it, and walked past her directly.

After entering the CEO's office, he closed the door. Zhuo Yanxi sat on his small desk. There were already some documents on the desk. It seemed that he had to deal with it today.

"These are from this week, so don't be in a hurry, just deal with them slowly." Ning Cheng was afraid that she would think it was today, and then rush desperately at night without getting a good rest.

Her work will be minimal in the future.

"Okay." Zhuo Yanxi nodded, always felt a little too little, always felt that something was wrong, normal people don't have so little work in a week, Ning Cheng's conscience was blown?

Otherwise, how could she arrange so little for her.

Her suspicious eyes kept falling on him, with the meaning of inspection, Ning Cheng couldn't help laughing at him, and raised his head to meet her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"How can there be so little work in a week?"

"Too little?" Ning Cheng frowned, and laughed lowly: "Then I'll have someone add some more for you."

"No, no, no, I suddenly felt a lot." Zhuo Yanxi immediately shook her head when she heard that. She is not a fool, how could she despise less work.

These days she is tired enough to panic.

"Then deal with it quickly." Ning Cheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, he was really cute, he used to treat her badly and gave her so much work.

It was the first time that Ning Cheng, who had always been a workaholic, had the idea of ​​reducing work for people.

"No, don't deal with it, take your time." Zhuo Yanxi leaned on the chair, and knew that Ning Cheng had no good intentions, and these tasks of tm were all difficult manuscript tasks.

For a person like her who has a handicap with her right hand, it is really difficult to write.

"Is there a problem?" Ning Cheng stopped what he was doing, and his eyes fell on her. Didn't he just talk about it?Why in the blink of an eye, it seems that there is too much work.

Is there something wrong with these jobs?

"I don't want to write manuscripts." Zhuo Yanxi had a bitter face, she felt that writing manuscripts was probably the most laborious thing in the world.

"Then don't write it." Ning Cheng said indifferently, he only wanted to spoil this woman now, and she could do whatever else she wanted, and if she didn't, she wouldn't, anyway, he raised her.

Zhuo Yanxi cheered up immediately, "No, I want to fight, I can't degenerate, you don't want to tempt me to degenerate."

Ning Cheng couldn't laugh or cry, didn't she feel that writing manuscripts was strenuous?Why did you push him all of a sudden?

"Then it will work."

"Work, work." Zhuo Yanxi immediately resigned to her fate and started to write the manuscript. The speed couldn't keep up with her head, and her right hand would hurt after writing for a while, so she had to switch between her left and right hands to write.

The action is also louder.

Ning Cheng subconsciously looked over and saw such a scene, couldn't help frowning, "If you are tired, you can rest, there is no rush."

"It's all right." Zhuo Yanxi shook his head. It's not that he's tired, but his right hand hurts when he writes for a while. He switched to his left hand to write first, and when the pain in his right hand stopped, he switched back to his right hand.

After all, the left hand is still the left hand, so the speed must be slow.

Ning Cheng stared at her like this, and found that although her right hand was writing fast, she would move it carefully every time, and although her left hand was slow, she moved it very casually.

"What happened to the right hand?"

(End of this chapter)