Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yuhan unfastened his cufflinks, rolled up his sleeves a little, and then turned on the light of his mobile phone and placed it aside to the position of the light tube.

Afterwards, he stepped on the washstand and skillfully lifted the lampshade.

Song Qinghuan just watched and didn't help. However, for the first time she discovered this world, there was a kind of man who, no matter what he did, always acted in a graceful manner, still charming...

Shi Yuhan checked it and then removed the lamp.

Then he came down from the washstand and when he passed Song Qinghuan, he told her faintly: "The lamp is broken. The lamp in the kitchen and the public bathroom are the same. I will change it first. You will let Aunt He handle it tomorrow."

Song Qinghuan looked silly at the beautiful boy.

When she heard the voice regained her senses, she hurriedly covered her awkward expression: "Oh, good!!"

It's really a crime for a man to be so handsome and so elegant and attractive!

After a while, Yuhan came from the public guard next door with a light tube in his hand, and then silently went to the kitchen to change the light tube in the kitchen.

Then he left silently without saying a word, taking away all the air-conditioning in the room.

Song Qinghuan really didn't know if this kind of getting along was considered vicious.

But she has a feeling that such a life has been circulating, day after day, and sooner or later she will go crazy.

Therefore, she must adapt so that she will not go crazy on the day the contract expires.

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When she went to work the next day, although her "husband" had made it clear that she would not be allowed to leave the Times Group, she still had a strong spirit and waited for the storm to come.

The elevator door slid open, and Zhao Jingnan arrived at the company at 7:55.

According to Yu Yang, he is a person with a very strong sense of time. He arrives at this point almost every day, and he is not bad at all.

"Song Qinghuan, come to my office!" He stepped heavily on the ground with his leather shoes, making a crisp sound all the way to the manager's office.

Yu Yang leaned in immediately and asked in a low voice, "Qinghuan, what's the matter? Did something happen yesterday?"

"Nothing!!" Song Qinghuan casually said something, and then hurried to the manager's office.

Sitting on the large leather chair in the office, Zhao Jingnan looked up at Song Qinghuan blankly: "How about following Manager Wang to see the client yesterday?"

Song Qinghuan lowered her head awkwardly, shook her hands in a awkward manner, and whispered: "Manager, something happened yesterday..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Jingnan interrupted her immediately and slapped her on the table with a palm, completely changing his illusion of peace just now, and said angrily: "Do you know that Boss Tan is our major customer? "

Song Qinghuan bit her lip and said nothing, "..."