I'm wrong, Mr.President

In order to avoid embarrassment, Xu Weiwei concentrated on eating, as if she was afraid that others would rob her of these meals, so she didn't notice these strange performances of Fengyang.

"Weiwei."

Xu Weiwei ate too fast and felt a little choking. When she reached for coffee, Feng Yang suddenly called her with a heavy heart.

Xu Weiwei put down her coffee cup. She could see that Fengyang was worried today. Although she had some doubts, she didn't ask more, because he believed that Fengyang had his own ideas and plans, and would tell her some things if necessary.

"What's the matter?"

"It's all right. The coffee is a little hot. You can drink it after blowing. Don't worry. If it's too bitter, I'll get you some milk."

Thinking and hesitating again and again, Fengyang finally didn't say what he had always wanted to say. He felt that maybe the time was not right. He always felt that it was like cheating someone.

After all, this kind of thing, put on anyone, such dramatization, will not believe.

"I didn't feel bitter at first. It seems a little bitter when you say so. Please help me get a bottle of milk in the tea room." Xu Weiwei knows that he wants to stop talking, but she doesn't understand why he wants to stop talking.

Is it serious about her?

Feng Yang was not stupid. Of course, he went down the steps: "OK, wait a minute and I'll be right back."

Seeing Fengyang go far, Xu Weiwei silently stirred the coffee in the cup with a small silver spoon, thinking about why everyone is strange today.

First Zhuo junxuan, then Mao Yingyun. Now even Fengyang is like this.

The tea room was not far from her office, but Fengyang went for a long time before he came back. When he came back, he brought back not only milk but also a bag of saccharin.

"Thank you." Xu Weiwei took it. When she was ready to pour saccharin into the coffee, she habitually tasted a little, but she felt that the taste of saccharin was strange.

"Strange, how strange is the taste of saccharin?" she frowned, because the taste was really strange. When she looked at the so-called saccharin bag, she didn't even have a logo.

Feng Yang looked at Xu Weiwei meaningfully: "this is not real saccharin. I prepared it myself in the tea room just now and put it in the bag of saccharin."

"I said it tasted strange." Xu Weiwei put down the "saccharin" bag and always felt that Fengyang had something to say.

"Fortunately, you tasted this fake and shoddy thing. If you don't have the habit of tasting it before putting saccharin, will this precious cup of coffee be destroyed by this thing I made?"

Listening to Fengyang's words, Xu Weiwei was inexplicably upset: "Fengyang, you know, I always hate beating around the bush. If you have anything, you can say it directly and guess. Everyone is very tired."

"OK," Feng Yang readily agreed, "then I'll say it directly. If one day you find that your current father is not your father, what will you do?"

"My father is not my father now?" Xu Wenqing's serious and stubborn face flashed in his mind. Recently, Xu Wenqing is really abnormal.

His temper is getting hotter and hotter. He is very good-natured, amiable and always pampering her. He is not the same at all.

"Don't worry about it." Xu Weiwei took a deep breath slowly. "My father may be tired from work and have a bad temper recently. It would be better if he didn't have so much pressure for a while."

The guy completely misinterpreted his meaning.

Feng Yang sighed softly and imperceptibly. That's good. Maybe now is not the best time to tell her the truth.

………

After lunch, she was busy arranging the venue for the press conference in the afternoon. This was a relatively large list recently. Xu Weiwei was not at ease, so she went out in person.

"All the blue cloth strips on the back of the chair should be strong, or what if they fall off? It will not only affect the appearance, but also be difficult to clean."

"Take away all the real flowers over there. This is not the wedding scene. Is it necessary to put this kind of flowers? Just put two bouquets of dried flowers for decoration!"

"Is your curtain a pleated skirt? Just make this curtain for me at such a serious scene of the press conference? Pull it off quickly!"

Xu Weiwei felt her throat was dry. He stopped and took a bottle of mineral water from assistant Xiaozhi.

"Hahaha, the boss is becoming more and more domineering." Xiaozhi took over the empty water bottle. "The overall layout is almost the same, only some details have not been sorted out. You have a rest first."

"I've said it many times. I'm not 80 or 90 years old. What do you do with your words every time?" Xu Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see, boss, promise to pay attention next time!" Xiaozhi ran away with a smile.

Xu Weiwei wiped the sweat on her forehead with her fingers, but inexplicably thought of Zhuo Yixuan, the arrogant guy. She still remembered that when she cooperated with him to decorate the venue last time, they had a big quarrel.

Later, although not as hard as the first time, they often quarrel because of disagreement.

A Leo who loves face and refuses to bow his head is lucky to meet a stubborn Taurus who goes all the way to the black Taurus

Damn it, why did you suddenly think of that guy? Xu Weiwei dropped her eyes. They haven't seen him for a long time since that time. This person seems to have completely disappeared from her life world.

No, I can't say that. I should say: it's like it never appeared in her life.

Just thinking about it, Xiaozhi suddenly called her, "boss, there's no sound in this piece of Mike!"

"I see. First let the master go and have a look. I'll see if there are substitutes." Xu Weiwei got up and walked quickly to the warehouse.

Speaking of it, she should have noticed that she shouldn't think about that person anymore. After all, she is already two people without intersection.

What's the use of thinking? Did you say I came to hug you across the ocean?

It's a pity that real life is not the kind of Mary Sue's novels or dog blood TV dramas.

The venue was arranged in such a complex mood, and the organizers were very satisfied. The name of Weiyang has been started again to a certain extent.

Xu Weiwei paid, fixed the place for dinner, and then asked Xiaozhi to invite all the employees of Weiyang to dinner, but she secretly left.