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Junyan nodded in a good mood.

Jian Ci glanced outside. Was the sun rising in the west today?

Then she looked at Junyan's back: How strange.

A figure quietly approached.

Jing Yue placed the bag on the table and tapped it a few times. "What are you looking at?"

Jian Ci turned around and saw it was him; a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Didn't he leave early this morning? Why is he coming in from outside now?

Suppress the questions in my heart.

She quickly looked around and found that her colleagues were all busy with their own things and no one was paying attention to them for the time being, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

She turned slightly to the side and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come to find me?"

Jing Yue gently pointed to the bag, "Breakfast."

"Don't be so nervous, our current distance is normal." His tone was relaxed and natural.

Jian Ci was still a little worried. "That's true, but what if someone finds out?"

Her position is so prominent that it's easy for anyone to catch a glimpse of it, making it a potential tourist attraction.

"Everyone is busy with their own things, no one will notice us, and it's perfectly reasonable for the assistant to ask the receptionist."

Just as Jian Ci was about to speak, a colleague walked over, and her heart jumped into her throat.

Colleague: "Hello, Assistant Jing."

Jing Yue remained calm and nodded.

The colleague looked at Jian Ci and said, "I've come to get the document from yesterday."

Jianci gave it to her.

Seeing her leave, he breathed a sigh of relief, "That was close."

"Let's go home together after get off work."

"Ah good."

Jian Ci composed herself, opened the bag, and found it contained her favorite wontons!

A strange sense of surprise welled up inside me.

Plump wontons lay quietly in the soup bowl, steaming hot and fragrant.

The wonton wrappers are crystal clear, and you can vaguely see the tender meat filling inside. The soup is garnished with bright green scallions and shredded seaweed, making it look so appetizing.

Gently scoop one up, put it in your mouth, and you'll find the meat filling is tender, the outer skin is smooth, and the broth is delicious.

The taste seems familiar.

I had an idea, but I quickly dismissed it.

It's probably just a coincidence.

From the moment Jing Yue stepped into the company, he kept hearing his colleagues talking about how Ninth Master was in an exceptionally good mood.

With a mix of curiosity and doubt, he arrived at the door of the president's office.

I knocked on the door, and only after hearing that familiar and steady "Come in" from inside did I push the door open and go in.

Junyan sat behind his desk, intently looking at the documents in his hands.

His expression had lost some of its coldness, and a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth, a stark contrast to his usual serious demeanor.

It seems there's been progress between him and Miss Lu.

"Ninth Master, everything for this morning's meeting is ready, and all the materials have been distributed to the participants," Jing Yue reported earnestly.

Jun Yan stood up, straightened his suit, and said, "Let's go to the conference room."

The man sat in the main seat as usual.

The aura emanating from him was quite different from usual, leaving those who were used to his style somewhat puzzled.

what is it today?

Could it be that some big project has been negotiated?

I haven't heard of any major collaborations recently.

At the start of the meeting, Junyan spoke first.

His voice was deep and magnetic. When he analyzed the market situation and the company's recent business, he was clear, logical, and insightful.

In the past, when Junyan raised questions at meetings, his tone was always somewhat stern, which often made those reporting on their work tremble with fear.

But today, his words carried less of a sense of pressure.

When discussing the new product promotion plan, the planning department manager's report contained a data error.

Although Jun Yan frowned, he listened patiently to the end. Normally, he would have already launched an attack.

He even said, unusually, "The overall idea of ​​the plan is good. We need to double-check the data to make it as perfect as possible. Everyone will inevitably make small mistakes in their work. Just correct them in time."

These words left the attendees looking at each other in bewilderment.

The director of the R&D department took the opportunity to apply for increased R&D funding, expecting a fierce battle to escalate.

Unexpectedly, after a moment's thought, Junyan said, "Research and development is the company's core competitiveness, and reasonable financial investment is necessary. The finance department should cooperate and implement it as soon as possible."

This prompt reply delighted the R&D director.

After the meeting ended, everyone walked out of the conference room one after another, their faces filled with disbelief.

An executive couldn't help but pull Jing Yue aside and ask curiously, "Assistant Jing, why is Ninth Master in such a good mood today? Is there some good news?"

Jing Yue kindly suggested, "Stop guessing. While he's in a good mood, why not hurry up and get anything signed that needs to be done?"

The crowd paused, nodded thoughtfully, and then turned back to their offices to organize documents.

Junyan sat in the boss's chair, his well-defined knuckles holding his phone.

His deep eyes were very focused, and his brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes furrowed.

On the screen was a photo of Lu Rou.

Before the meeting, Lu Rou sent him a message saying she was going shopping with her mother and sent him pictures of several outfits, asking for his opinion.

Junyan looked at the pictures carefully, comparing them meticulously. She ruled out the sexy ones with shorts and skirts, and finally chose a set that looked cute and innocent.

It also included a sentence.

'This suits you perfectly; you'll look stunning in it.'

Lu Rou replied with "The other party has accepted your opinion, but the result still needs to be awaited," along with an adorable kiss emoji.

He was only concerned with his own clothing choices; he was simply being possessive. If she chose the remaining items, he wouldn't interfere.

The idea that women wear short skirts to show off is absurd and should be given advice to men.

As soon as the meeting ended and he turned on his phone, he received a photo and a message from her.

She stood in front of a full-length mirror, wearing the outfit he had chosen.

An off-the-shoulder sweater paired with pearl earrings exudes gentleness and elegance. The sweater's material looks soft and comfortable, and it's matched with a beige skirt.

The off-shoulder design reveals delicate collarbones, adding a touch of sexiness and charm.

Her hair was styled into a bun with just the right height and volume, which looked neat and layered.

It beautifully accentuates facial contours and features, giving a refreshing feel while maintaining elegance.

It won't look too exaggerated, but it can add a touch of sophistication to the overall look.

Her eyes are bright and gentle, and she wears a slight smile, exuding a tranquil beauty and possessing an innate sense of approachability.

It seems I miscalculated.

Her beauty is reflected in different styles of clothing.

Thinking about the filthy thoughts of those people, he wanted to donate their brains, which were full of waste.

If you don't know how to use it, use it for medical treatment.

Jun Yan sighed: I wish I could be by her side every moment!

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Looking at Lu Rou's last message and his own post, "Baby is so beautiful," there was no further follow-up.

Jun Yan seemed to be staring at her intently until she blossomed into a flower.

A group of intelligent people lined up outside his office, holding documents.