President's Runaway Lover

However, out of professional ethics, the waiter walked forward. Politely asked, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"? Or... "Before the poor man finished, he was frozen by the eyes of Si Nanyuan.

"Oh, my God. What's that look? Too, too terrible! " The waiter's thin body trembled slightly.

"I didn't make an appointment. Can't you just come over for dinner? "

"Yes, yes. Certainly. This way, please. " The waiter was surprised by his stiff tone and hurried to trot him to his seat.

The commotion at the door didn't attract Lu Jingxiao's attention at first, but. She seemed to hear the voice of Si Nanyuan. So she put down the soup bowl. Turn around and look back.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Zhengjin saw that she didn't drink any soup and looked back directly. He asked aloud at once.

Sure enough, it was him, but didn't he go out with Yang qianmei? How can I eat alone at this point! Lu Jingxiao looked at Si Nanyuan's back and thought to himself.

I heard Yang Zhengjin's question. She turned around and answered without thinking, "nothing? I recognize the wrong person. Eat quickly and go back to work. "

"That's right. All right. " He didn't see anything along her eyes, so he had to continue to eat.

Lu Jingxiao didn't know. Why should I hide it from Qiao Zhengzheng. She saw what happened to Si Nanyuan. Maybe she subconsciously doesn't want to take the current relationship. Let them meet.

How would he feel when he saw himself eating with others? Will it hurt? Will you misunderstand? Lu Jingxiao was distracted.

Looking at the two people walking out of the restaurant shoulder to shoulder, Si Nanyuan sat in his position, clutching his fork tightly, and the steak on the plate in front of him was stabbed beyond recognition. Lu Jingxiao, you are powerful enough to empathize and leave love so soon. The facts show that he must have misunderstood.

Sinanyuan returned to the company with a cold face. Before entering the office, he went to Lu Jingxiao's desk: "Secretary Lu, make me a cup of coffee." Before she could answer, she turned and left.

Lu Jingxiao didn't doubt him, so she got up and went to the tea room.

"Mr. Secretary, your coffee." Lu Jingxiao knocked on the door and entered the office. With a standard secretary appearance, he put his coffee on Si Nanyuan's desk and turned to leave.

"Wait." Si Nanyuan took a drink from the cup and made a noise.

"Chief Secretary, what else can I do for you?"

"Coffee is too bitter. I just finished my meal. I don't want to drink too bitter. I'll change it."

"... OK, just a moment."

Lu Jingxiao leaned against the bar, stirring the coffee while muttering discontentedly, "I don't know who said before that the coffee I made is good! Now it's better to be picky. "

Before she walked into the office with her freshly brewed coffee, she saw the office door open, the design manager squatting and quickly picking up the design drawings scattered on the ground.

She walked forward two steps suspiciously. Si Nanyuan's terrible voice came out of the office: "I'll give you two more days to design again. If you don't satisfy me, just pack up and leave. Get out! "

When the manager of the design department heard the last "roll", he turned and ran without hesitation. He was deeply afraid that if he reacted slowly, he would never get out again.

When people from other departments saw the tragedy of the design department, they didn't dare to hit the muzzle of the gun. Lu Jingxiao also hesitated. Is it a wise choice to go in and deliver coffee now.

"Why don't you roll in and stand there as the door god? Making coffee is so inefficient. "

Lu Jingxiao was still wandering at the door of the office when he heard Si Nanyuan yelling at himself in a bad temper.

The weather is uncertain day by day. Who can eat you! She walked inward in response to her stomach Fei: "yes, general manager." Put down the coffee in case he was not satisfied again, and she stood aside.