beautiful boss

Jiang Manzhou was full of nonsense, and forced Jing to grab his shirt collar and stuff it into the president's special elevator.

In order to confirm that Qin Yi didn't hear these words, Jing Jing looked back at Qin Yi on purpose.

Chen Beibei had already disappeared, leaving only Qin Yi standing at his workstation, holding the table with one hand, looking in the direction of the scenery, as if doing his duty as an assistant, watching his boss leave.

But at the moment when Jing Jing met his eyes, he still felt Qin Yi Ruo Ruowu's loss. Even though he quickly curled the corners of his mouth towards Jing, his smile was not as easy as usual, but his eyes still fell on Jing's softly and firmly. face.

It seems, really a bit like a dog abandoned by its owner.

Jing Jing opened his mouth and suddenly felt that he should say something.

"Go and eat, Qin Yi."

"Okay." Qin Yi agreed in a warm voice. At this moment, a smile really overflowed from the corner of his eyes.

-

He was also absent-minded when he and Jiang Manzhou found the view of the private restaurant to eat.

Qin Yi should go to have dinner with his colleagues in the secretary's office, right?

You won't be so lonely sitting at his door eating, right?

The scenery that had never been associated with Qin Yi and the puppy, Jiang Manzhou's nonsense, really felt that Qin Yi was like a pitiful watchdog, even the office was the door of the president's office.

Jing Jing, who felt that his thoughts were not quite right, shook his head, and drove Qin Yi, who was wearing a collar around his neck and had dog ears and wagging his tail, out of his mind.

It just feels like it doesn't mean to belittle Qin Yi.

"Are you so absent-minded when eating with me?" Jiang Manzhou scooped up a chopstick of boiled fish with his serving chopsticks and put it in front of Jingjing's plate, "Are you still thinking about puppies?"

"His name is Qin Yi."

"Oh, where did your puppy come from? It doesn't look like an ordinary assistant." Jiang Manzhou can call him whatever he wants, and no one who can control him has appeared for a long time.

"He is not an ordinary assistant. He is the chief assistant and has more than half of my executive power." Jing Jing lowered his head and swallowed a bite of the tender, tongue-biting hot boiled fish. It was so delicious that he wanted to tie the cook home.

"The chief assistant also brought you tea, water, clothes, and a bath?" Jiang Manzhou paused with his chopsticks, "Then does he have any shares in his hand?"

"He didn't give me a bath." Jing Jing pondered: "There is a point in the shares, which is given by my father."

"Uncle is really willing to give, one point, eight figures a year, right?"

"Commercial secrets no comment."

Jing Jing is afraid that Jiang Manzhou will ask Qin Yi again, and he will find that he, Mr. Jing, has relied on Qin Yi for 70% of his income in the past two years. Although Jing Zhongxun was not very satisfied when Jing Zhongxun made this decision, there is nothing to do deny--

"That's what Qin Yi deserves."

Putting down his chopsticks, President Xiao Jing raised his hand again and ordered a packaged boiled fish.

"Bring it back to your big dog?"

"His name is Qin Yi, why did he become a big dog again?"

"Because, he seems to be quite powerful." Jiang Manzhou took out his lighter, lit a cigarette, and said vicissitudes of life: "However, as long as he is good to you."

"Enough is enough, Jiang Manzhou, did you sleep less today and keep talking nonsense?"

Jiang Manzhou swallowed the clouds, and the hazy smoke covered half of his face, "Have you ever been in love?"

"What do you think?" Mr. Jing calmly wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief, showing a mocking expression of 'you're joking'.

Jiang Manzhou shook the soot, and said firmly: "Haven't we talked about it?"

But whoever has talked, can't bear to have such a man by his side.

Jing Jing pursed her lips and boasted: "How is it possible that a Chinese like me is very popular with girls abroad."

"Oh really?

"Of course it's true, I'm popular everywhere, especially when I go to university abroad."

Of course it's fake.

In foreign countries, it is like the scene of fresh and tender young shoots in a pile of green onions. Even when you go to college, you will be mistaken for middle school students by some senior students.

Perhaps it is because the facial features of the Chinese are not as deep, sharp and mature as foreigners, and the delicate and tender appearance has also caused jokes that the seniors of the club are regarded as professors. Regarding the appearance, no one should hate anyone.

However, it is undeniable that most of the girls at their age, especially those who are hot and hot, prefer football and school boat players with deep eyebrows and full of hormones, and regard Jing as a younger brother, and talk about him cute , pretty, beautiful alone is not handsome.

After returning to China, he threw himself into work without any time for a blind date.If there is a nest of grass, the female secretaries in the secretary's office are all docking with Qin Yi, and he is only worthy of docking with Qin Yi.One day when he opened his eyes early in the morning, the first person he saw was Qin Yi. Even when he came home from get off work at night, it was Qin Yi who sent him to the door of his house.

If he really wanted to fall in love, it would only be——

"But I'm too busy now, if I really want to fall in love, the boss chair sitting under my buttocks is my other half."

These words made Jiang Manzhou so teased that he almost fell off his chair.

Mr. Jing dignifiedly maintained the aloof appearance of a successful person, "You don't know the charm of work."

-

Hurry up, and ran into Jinghe's building before [-]:[-]. Jing was walking towards the elevator with a bag of boiled fish, when someone stopped him on the way:

"Mr. Jing—"

"Huh? Xiao Zhang, is there something wrong?"

Jing Jing was a little apprehensive when he saw Xiao Zhang, the security guard, for fear that Xiao Zhang would see the similarity between him and the female ghost, even if he knew, the possibility of this was very small.

"Mr. Jing, did you work overtime yesterday? This should be the meal Qin Zhu brought you last night. I don't know why it was left in the elevator. The cleaning found it for me this morning."

Xiao Zhang selectively omitted the frightening moment last night, because Qin Yi ran all over Jinghe and Shangxia as soon as he got to work, and told the previous rumors of the female ghost that someone went up to deliver documents, and gossip should not be spread indiscriminately, especially in front of Mr. Jing Otherwise, Mr. Jing will get angry and the consequences will be very serious.

"Oh," Jing Jing raised his hand to take it, "Thank you."

"No thanks, I'll go to work first, Mr. Jing."

With two identical bags in his hand, he could guess that the other cold bag contained boiled fish.

Did Qin Yi bring it to him?Then why did you throw it in the elevator?

Jing Jing carried the two boiled fish up to the 65th floor, and when the elevator door opened, Qin Yi was not at the station.

They were all for Qin Yi, Jing Jing left both bags on Qin Yi's table.

When Qin Yi came back from the bathroom, he raised his eyebrows when he saw two bags of boiled fish that he had lost in a panic last night on his table.

The new version of boiled fish river god?Guess which is the missing poached fish?

Qin Yi picked it up to look at it, only to find that one was cold and the other was hot.

The closed door of the president's office was opened a crack, and it was self-evident who gave it to him.