99 degrees of favor

Su Xiaoxiao didn't think much about it, she went back to her desk, put away her bag, turned on the computer, and started today's work.

The case of the eternal series of wedding rings began to go through emails. Although An Xin took Ou Mengru to the sea, there was still communication with An’s side. There were documents delivered every day, and they were all about the progress or those that needed prestige review. , she had to sort it out in an orderly manner, and send it to Shengyu's mailbox before it was needed.

Because his time is precious, it is impossible to read the whole article, so Su Xiaoxiao also needs to mark the key points.

It's just strange, why hasn't she received the ring's final appearance and renderings?

Is it deliberately kept secret?It shouldn't be, this is an encrypted mailbox, and it is impossible for the sent things to fall into the eyes of others.

Thinking of the dog's tail ring, she couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment.

It was 9:[-] in a blink of an eye. Su Xiaoxiao tapped the keyboard with her callused fingers. Her mind was very clear. She drank a saliva, stared at the data displayed on the screen, and analyzed it carefully.

The landline rang, pulling her away from work.

Reaching out to pick up the receiver, "Hello, President's Office."

"Is Su Te helping?"

"Yes, I am."

"Where's the president? It's been 10 minutes since the meeting time, and we're all here. Did he change the time temporarily?" The other party's voice was very polite.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the silent wall clock on the wall, and then at his desk without a laptop, wondering, "The time has not been changed, I haven't been notified, I thought he went to the conference room."

"Ah?" The other party was startled, "Assistant Su, please contact the president. No one answered his cell phone. This meeting is very important."

"Oh, okay." Put down the receiver.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned, thought for a while, picked up the phone and dialed his number, the ringing continued for a long time, but no one answered.

Strange, it shouldn't be.

Having worked with him for so long, he is not the kind of person who casually misses meetings, except that he taught himself taekwondo for a day yesterday, but yesterday was Sunday, so there was not much work to do, and there was nothing particularly important.

Su Xiaoxiao covered the computer, got up and walked out of the office.

The glass door of the living area was open. Fortunately, she didn't need to enter the password. She walked into the corridor of the living area.

The lights are dim, and the silence is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

I looked from room to room, and finally, in the restaurant, I saw the Italian chef Weiss. She knocked on the door politely, and then walked in, "Hello, Mr. Weiss, have you met the president?"

"The president is in the infirmary." When the man saw her, his voice was introverted, calm and slightly low, "He just finished the operation."

"Surgery?" Su Xiaoxiao looked startled, "What's wrong with him? Did he get into a car accident?" She suddenly remembered that when she left yesterday, the astonishing speed frightened her!

Weiss shook his head, feeling a little depressed, "Stomach perforation, eating a lot of chili, this is his taboo."

Su Xiaoxiao froze and froze there.

"The president has a bad stomach, that's his only problem." Weiss continued, "I prepared all the food for him strictly according to the regulation of the stomach."

Stomach perforation... and surgery...

Su Xiaoxiao didn't know how she got out of the restaurant, she just felt extremely shocked, and after the shock, she was inexplicably flustered.

In front of the infirmary door, she stood there for a long time, but she didn't even have the courage to knock on the door.Weiss' words still echoed in his ears.

Until Dr. Gu Zhi opened the door, he was not surprised by her existence at all.

"I saw you going out with the president yesterday. What happened? Why does the president eat so much chili?"

With a questioning tone, the sharp eyes locked on her face.There was no intention of letting her in.