Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

Song Chubai didn't see Assistant Wang's embarrassed expression, he nodded excitedly, and couldn't help but think, this world is still very simple.

Something must have happened last night, otherwise he wouldn't have arrived at He Zhicheng's villa from the hotel.

Maybe he attacked He Zhicheng?

Hmm...it seems unlikely.

Song Chubai was thinking wildly, and soon followed Assistant Wang to the president's office.

In the office, He Zhicheng was still processing the documents.

Even though Song Chubai had been standing for a few minutes, Assistant Wang had already retreated silently, he didn't raise his head to look at Song Chubai.

Different from other president's offices, He Zhicheng's office is pitifully empty, except for a desk and office chair, there are cabinets standing on both sides.

The doors of the cabinets are all coded locks, which probably contain important information of the company.

Other than that, there was nothing else, not even a sofa, so Song Chubai could only stand, not even sit.

However, He Zhicheng looked serious about handling his work, which made Song Chubai feel too embarrassed to disturb him, so he could only stand like this.

Time passed bit by bit, until 10 minutes later, He Zhicheng raised his eyes to look at Song Chubai.

"Song Chubai."

He called his name aloud.

Song Chubai was shocked, and responded loudly: "Here!"

He Zhicheng: ...

"Don't be so loud."

Song Chubai coughed lightly and explained, "I'm used to it."

He Zhicheng no longer entangled with this topic with him, but instead said: "Come here."

Song Chubai carried the food box, walked quickly to the desk, and looked at him expectantly.

"I am here!"

"The old butler said that you came here without eating." He Zhicheng glanced at the food box and said.

Song Chubai nodded repeatedly, rolled his eyes with a smile, "I want to eat with you."

"With me?" He Zhicheng repeated, "Didn't you want to be with He Lian?"

Song Chubai's eyes widened slightly, only then did he remember that there was such a number one person as He Lian.

To be honest, if He Zhicheng hadn't mentioned it, he would have really forgotten that the person Yuanshen likes is He Lian.

This is hard to do.

He didn't like He Lian at all, nor would he like He Lian.

This matter must be made clear!

Song Chubai put the food box on the desk, clenched a fist with one hand, and placed it over his heart, looking loyal.

"Since I met Mr. He last night, I have deeply realized my mistake."

"I was blind before, that's why I fell in love with He Lian."

"How can He Lian, a green school girl, compare to the mature and sexy uncle CEO!"

He Zhicheng's eyes dimmed, and for a moment he didn't know whether Song Chubai was praising him or belittling him.

"Green school grass?"

"Uncle President?"

"Ah."

He Zhicheng sneered, "I'm only 25."

Far less than uncle's level.

Song Chubai thought about the age of the original body. At 19, there is a six-year difference between the two. As the saying goes, there is a gap between three years old. This is a six-year difference. There is nothing wrong with calling uncle!

He didn't realize that he said the second half of the sentence he was thinking just now.

He Zhicheng twitched his lips when he heard his nonsense, "Little friend."

Song Chubai:! !

"Wow—" He looked at He Zhicheng with surprise in his eyes.

He bent down, put his elbows on the table, put his hands on his face, and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Uncle, although the term 'little friend' is also very intimate, I prefer the other one. "

He Zhicheng's eyes flickered slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he followed his words and asked, "What?"