The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Faced with the man's flushed face and evasive gaze, Song Jinmian understood his thoughts almost instantly.

Everyone present was smart, so naturally they had some guesses in an instant.

Especially the boy’s face became even redder.

It seems like I can cook at the next moment.

"Do your employees like to be stone lions?"

Jiang Huanhuan didn't know what was going on, but when facing Song Jinmian, she subconsciously felt a little angry and a little scared.

The young man spoke first: "We are welcoming guests!"

Sister Wang immediately laughed twice: "They were just joking with you two. I didn't expect you to actually stand at the door. If someone didn't know, they would think you were playing truth or dare."

"Come in quickly, the air outside is too dry, I feel my face is getting sunburned."

"Mr. Song also brought cake and chocolate! They're all delicious, I can guarantee it. The only downside is that they're expensive."

Sister Wang tried to smooth things over and invited people in.

When she entered the room, Jiang Huanhuan could see Song Jinmian's eyes on her.

Jiang Huanhuan gave him a confused look in return.

Then I was frightened.

Song Jinmian's eyes were fierce.

His eyes were not on her face, but on her hands.

That sight suddenly became concrete.

Jiang Huanhuan even felt as if a small whip was hitting her hand.

I feel like my hands are getting hot!

She immediately hid her hands behind her back to prevent Song Jinmian from seeing them.

After confirming the plan, Song Jinmian seemed like a different person. He was no longer as aggressive as before. After pointing out a few minor flaws, he even gave a few compliments.

Faced with a few words of light praise, the employees' faces were flushed, as if they had been injected with ten pounds of chicken blood.

System: [Is this the power of capitalists? I've learned something.]

Jiang Huanhuan was suddenly shocked.

Although she didn't know the specific meaning of capitalist, Jiang Huanhuan knew from the system's previous complaints and current tone that it was not a good word.

Jiang Huanhuan: [What did you learn? I'm telling you what you learned! Are you going to use this trick on a puppy?]

Jiang Huanhuan: [I'm going to file a complaint against you with the Small Animal Protection Association!]

System: […How could that be? Baby, you’ve always done well. I believe you can do even better.]

Jiang Huanhuan: ['You've always done well, and I believe you'll do even better in the future.' Didn't Song Jinmian just say that?!]

System: [No, baby, you're better than them!]

System: [You've even been working hard on the system's mission... and you've completed it?!]

When this sentence was said, the system's usually dull mechanical sound changed a little.

Jiang Huanhuan looked up at Song Jinmian in disbelief.

Her action was too sudden, and her big eyes were particularly obvious. The moment she raised her head, Song Jinmian's gaze subconsciously shifted towards Jiang Huanhuan.

...Then Song Jinmian was glared at.

After being stared at, the puppy didn't want to look at him anymore.

Instead, he just scooped up some cake and ate it.

Her movements were not very smooth, and Jiang Huanhuan herself was not very good at using a fork, so she dropped the small cake three times out of five times.

"Mr. Song?" Sister Wang spoke tentatively, bringing Song Jinmian back to his senses.

Under the other party's inquiring gaze, Song Jinmian did not hide his feelings and asked directly.

Song Jinmian: "Is Huanhuan's hand feeling better? After all, it happened in our company, so I'm still a little worried."

Jiang Huanhuan has long been accustomed to these inquiries.

Jiang Huanhuan opened her mouth and said, "I've had poor recovery ability since I was a child. I usually apply medicine, but that's just how it is. I'll take care of it slowly."

Song Jinmian listened to Jiang Huanhuan's words and heard the meaning of "perfunctory".

But he had no concrete evidence.

"If necessary, I can ask a doctor I know to come to your home. He previously studied medicine in Germany."

When Jiang Huanhuan thought of the doctor, her hands started shaking instantly.

"No need, Doctor Lin has already checked it for me, and that's it!"

Jiang Huanhuan emphasized.

"He's also a very good doctor. He treats Xiaoqi and I whenever we're sick!"

Although this consultation was via video.

Feeling guilty.

Song Jinmian came to this conclusion almost instantly.

Recovery ability is one thing, not to mention personal physical issues.

But Song Jinmian felt there was something wrong with the ointment.

Applying medicine is one thing.

Applying the medicine properly is another matter.

Judging from Jiang Huanhuan’s fear of pain that day, I guess she just applied a light amount of medicated oil?

Maybe even sprinkle some medicated oil on it?

Jiang Huanhuan didn't know what Song Jinmian was thinking.

She just felt that the other person's gaze was becoming more and more oppressive.

...and the expression on his face looked familiar.

Just like when she was a puppy, she spilled milk, wiped it with a towel, stuffed it in the cupboard, and tried to pretend nothing happened.

But when he was finally discovered by his owner, he looked like he was holding himself and the towel.

The final result was that Jiang Huanhuan was forced to wrap herself in a slightly smelly milk towel for half an hour.

If this is a punishment... then is Song Jinmian's punishment to bury her in medicated oil for half an hour?

too frightening.

In short, don’t think about the worst before the matter is discovered!

Nothing happened, why is she scaring herself here?

Fortunately, the meeting didn't last too long.

After eating and drinking, we said goodbye.

Looking at Song Jinmian's back, colleagues couldn't help but sigh.

"Boss Song is really generous. The cakes and chocolates he brought are all high-end products."

Another male colleague laughed and said, "You think you're being bribed by just this little thing? To me, it's just an ordinary snack."

My colleague raised his chin and said, "Then go to the project team next door. Their afternoon tea is last year's mooncakes. Ten people share one piece, and there's no bonus."

The male colleague immediately stretched out his hands and shouted, "Boss Jiang! Boss Song! I will follow you till death!!!"

The sound was so loud that other colleagues passing by were startled.

Then he shook his head and said something.

"It's worthless."

Jiang Huanhuan laughed out loud while watching this.

However, it seemed that they were too happy and tragedy struck.

Special Assistant Wang suddenly came out, holding a watch respectfully in his hand.

The watch has a unique design and is embellished with green gemstones.

Special Assistant Wang looked a little embarrassed: "This must have been left by Mr. Song."

The male colleague's eyes widened: "Boss Song, you can even get this? This means you got a house, right?"

He looked a little dazed, as if he was shocked by the disparity in the world.

Special Assistant Wang originally wanted to ask him to go.

But seeing him like this, I know it can't be used.

His eyes passed over him and looked at his colleague who was still chewing chocolate. His eyes lingered on the chocolate at the corner of her lips, and then passed over her silently.

Finally, this gaze fell on Jiang Huanhuan, who was frantically lowering her head.

"Hanhuan, why don't you go and send him off?"