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When Shen Qianqing walked out of the office, she immediately felt several burning eyes on her. She raised her head strangely. Everyone was immersed in their work and no one was looking at her.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I want to ask where is the place to make coffee?" Shen Qianqing stopped a passing woman and asked.

The other hand pointed back: "There."

"Oh, thank you." Shen Qianqing was about to leave, but his arm was pulled. The other party looked left and right, but no one noticed, so he whispered in Shen Qianqing's ear: "Miss, what is your relationship with our president? Did you come to work together, then what do you do, how old are you this year, what's your name..."

"Uh..." Shen Qianqing blinked her eyes: "He Yifan and I have already..."

"Secretary Yang, come to my office." Suddenly there was a ghostly voice behind him, pulling Shen Qianqing's Secretary Yang to let go immediately, and said seriously: "Okay, President."

He Yifan glanced at Shen Qianqing, and frowned: "Where is the coffee you made, what are you doing standing here!"

"Oh, let's go." Shen Qianqing stuck out her tongue at Secretary Yang, and hurried to the coffee machine.

When she made the coffee and brought it into the office, she was criticized: "It's not strong enough, pour it out and try again." He Yifan took a sip and immediately put down the cup.

"Oh." Shen Qianqing had no choice but to change another cup.

When I came back, I was picked on again: "It's not fragrant enough, do you know how to make coffee?"

Shen Qianqing was speechless, so he had to change it again. The third time, just as He Yifan put down the cup, Shen Qianqing said in advance: "He Yifan, you are such a waste, do you know how many children in mountainous areas don't even know what coffee is? But you pick and choose, even if you have money, you can't do this!"

He Yifan put down the pen in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Qianqing: "Then?"

"Then, you can't be so picky anymore." Shen Qianqing looked at him with fear.

"Did I tell you to throw away this cup of coffee?" He Yifan asked suddenly.

"what?"

Seeing Shen Qianqing staring blankly with his mouth open, He Yifan stood up and approached her, Shen Qianqing retreated step by step, and finally was forced to retreat against the wall.

"What are you doing, this is the office." She stammered.

"Huh?" Getting closer.

"You have to pay attention to your image, and be careful not to be known by your employees." Shen Qianqing stretched out his hand to block between the two, with his palm pressed against the other's chest, he could clearly feel the sound of the touching heartbeat.

"Hehe." He Yifan chuckled, and lifted Shen Qianqing's chin, Shen Qianqing turned his head quickly, the next moment, the office door was pushed open, and the visitor stopped immediately as soon as he took a step forward, staring in surprise.

"President...President?"

Why Fan didn't change his face, let go of Shen Qianqing whose face could cook shrimp, straightened his collar and said, "What's the matter."

"Miss Zhou Meng is at the front desk, clamoring to see you." Secretary Yang pushed up her glasses and quickly reported why she insisted on coming in despite her colleagues' advice. Will he be executed by the CEO's eyes?

By the way, is that person really their president who has been abstinent for many years?To be so impatient in the office... Emma, ​​how embarrassing!

Seeing that the secretary was in a daze and even looked more and more insane, He Yifan coughed and ordered in a cold voice: "Let her come up."

Secretary Yang finally came back to his senses. When he exited, he glanced at Shen Qianqing in the corner of the corner of his eyes, thinking silently, the president's vision is really good!