Dear Commander-in-Chief

Zhang Bo was even more puzzled: "Your President, you never have a private courier..."

President President has a special status and status. Most people will definitely not send him express delivery. Friends around him are either rich or expensive. If they have anything they need to be delivered by their domestic servants or special assistants, they can only use them wherever they are needed-- express delivery? ?

Who knows.

Gong Sheng said in an unpleasant manner: "Maybe a stupid woman will send me a courier?"

Zhang Bo: "Ah? Why did Miss Xiao Qiao send you a courier?"

Living under one roof every day, what kind of shame is this?

He can't figure it out.

Gong Sheng reluctantly took a little show off and explained: "She came back from France and brought me a gift. You know she is rather shy, I am embarrassed to give it to me in person, it should have come to my office by express."

Zhang Bo was taken aback: "Really? This..."

Why didn't he notice that Miss Xiao Qiao was "shy"?

Miss Xiao Qiao is obviously the most daring sister he has ever seen, okay?

"Then I will check it out!" Uncle Zhang hastened to handle the matter involving Miss Xiao Qiao.

After a while, he still came back blankly: "Your Excellency, there is really no express delivery for you."

Gong Sheng pondered: "Could she just give it to me tonight?"

Zhang Bo couldn't help but feel happy for the little, affection, and fun between him and Yun Qiao, gossiping: "President, what gift will Miss Xiao Qiao give you?"

Gong Sheng pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.

In fact, he knew it in his heart.

Last night Yun Qiao fell asleep while watching TV. He helped her go to the bathroom to wipe her face with a towel, and accidentally knocked over her bag on the bedside table.

The contents of the bag were scattered all over the floor.

The pen also fell out of the golden velvet gift box.

Gong Shengduo glanced.

Well-informed, he certainly knows that this pen is a souvenir of Notre Dame Cathedral.

It's expensive.

Yun Qiao has never been to college and doesn't like to read or write. She definitely didn't buy this pen for her own use.

Who else can it be for?

Is this answer still necessary?

Gong Sheng's heart was sweet, but he didn't say, he put the pen back in the golden velvet box as it was, and put it back in Yunqiao's bag.

Just waiting for Yunqiao to give it to him personally!

But after waiting for a day, there was no movement. He was a little anxious.

Uncle Zhang didn't have any information about the gossip to the gift, but couldn't help but provide a gossip.

"Mr. President, Miss Xiao Qiao is really kind-hearted. She has brought gifts to everyone on her trip to the country this time."

"Oh? What gift?" Gong Sheng asked casually.

Zhang Bo: "She brought a large pack of snacks to Feng Chu and the little sisters of the entertainment company and the crew, and also gave a pen to the actor who had a lot of rivals in the crew..."

Gong Sheng listened indifferently at first, and suddenly frowned when he heard the word "pen".

"What pen?"

"It's the kind that you can buy on a trip to Notre Dame in France. It's quite expensive." Zhang Bo looked at Gong Sheng's face and continued to explain, "She didn't give Huo Bronze, but another actor..."

Gong Sheng's expression worsened.

If Yun Qiao gave Huo Qingtong a gift, that's it.

After all, he knew now that Huo Qingtong liked Feng Chu, and this little white face removed the list of rivals.

But now there is a new little white face? ? ?

Zhang Bo didn't know why Gong Sheng's face changed suddenly. He was clearly talking about gossip. Why did it feel that the President had held the vinegar tank for two days, and there was a faint tendency to reopen the vinegar? !

[Master Yun: Good night kiss! The vinegar king’s nature is hard to change...]