Into the Blood of the President

"President Shen," Xu Feng waved at Shen Wenhe with a smirk on his face, "Come here and show you something good!"

Shen Wenhe ignored him, this kid laughed so maliciously, and let him suffer.

Seeing that Shen Wenhe ignored him, Xu Feng curled his lips, "It's okay, he returned to the official Weibo of the Shen Group, and forwarded a comment below.

[Xu Erpang: I wanted to show him, but your boss ignored me, forget it]

Netizens who followed his weibo wanted to pretend to be outraged on Erpang's behalf, but when they looked at the place, they shrank instantly.

[Benben is the protagonist: Blogger, let’s go home, ah]

[It’s not a steamed bun, it’s a steamed stuffed bun: Pangpang, let’s go home, I’ll give you a hug and a hug~]

[Green tea powder cake: Two fat, you are a rich second generation, go home and play, it's so embarrassing! ]

Seeing the comments on his Weibo, Xu Feng immediately turned into a steamed bun face, squinting his eyes and looked at Shen Wenhe with a murderous look.

"It's so ugly," Shen Wenhe held up the book in his hand, and laughed silently from behind.

I really want to poke it, how can a seven or eight-year-old child be so cute when angry.

"Shen Wenhe!" You old bastard, how dare you despise me!

Xu Feng threw away the mobile phone, knelt on the sofa and leaned over with his good hand, holding the book in Shen Wenhe's hand and was about to throw it away. How did he expect Shen Wenhe to be smiling happily behind him, holding the book in his hands with both hands? It was very tight, and when he found Xu Feng coming to grab the book, he pulled the book into his arms reflexively.

Xu Feng lost his balance being led by him, and he didn't dare to use his injured hand, so his upper body just rushed towards Shen Wenhe.

Shen Wenhe immediately noticed that Xu Feng's body was unstable and seemed to be about to fall, so he hurriedly protected the little villain's injured hand, and then half embraced him in his arms. Ears laugh out loud.

Xu Feng blushed from the warm breath coming towards him and the vibration from the two's close chests. He hurriedly wanted to get up and back away, but Shen Wenhe pressed his back: "Old bastard, let go quickly!" I!"

"Who is the little villain talking about?" Shen Wenhe looked at his turned face, and slowly approached, almost touching the tip of his nose.

"Just talk about you!" Xu Feng gritted his teeth.

Shen Wenhe poked his side face with the tip of his nose: "Say it again, little rascal?"

"Old bastard, you are playing a hooligan!" Xu Feng blushed and exploded, and the place where he poked with the tip of his nose burned to the bottom of his heart.

Shen Wenhe chuckled, and under Xu Feng's shocked eyes, he leaned over and kissed his hair.

Xu Feng held his breath for fear that he would just kiss him. After feeling the touch on his hair, he used his good hand to hold it up like a cat with fried hair. When Shen Wenhe let go of the other hand, he walked along Lying down on the sofa, he couldn't wait to get away from Shen Wenhe. After getting away, he kicked Shen Wenhe several times with his legs that were fully up.

Shen Wenhe saw the little villain who ran to the other side of the sofa, and then looked at the faint shoe prints on his trouser legs, and shook his head solemnly: "I kindly help you, and I will repay you with kindness."

Xu Feng was so angry that he blushed and yelled, "If you hadn't kissed...you're a hooligan, would I have kicked you!"

Secretary Zhang, who was carrying a few lunch boxes outside the door, knocked on the door with a fixed hand, playing hooligans?Mr. Xu is talking about his own president?Secretary Zhang wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. He looked at the door of the president's office tangled up. Should he go in?

Looking at the time, it was almost a little later. It was estimated that the president and Mr. Xu were already very hungry, so he resolutely knocked on the door of the president's office.

Hearing the knock on the door, Shen Wenhe looked at Xu Feng who was blushing very obviously, and didn't let Secretary Zhang in, and got up to open the door by himself.

When Secretary Zhang didn't get a response and wanted to knock again, the door opened.Because the president reached out and lowered his head to hand over the lunch box bag in his hand, he saw the shoe prints on the president's pants at a glance.

"Thank you."

Secretary Zhang waited for the door to be closed, turned around slowly, and left the place where he was shocked stiffly.

Seeing him coming in with a lunch box, Xu Feng quickly turned his head away, pretending to be looking at his phone.

Shen Wenhe put the things on the table, took them out one by one, opened them, and placed them on the side close to Xu Feng. Xu Feng, who was already hungry, swallowed involuntarily when he smelled the smell.

"Come over to eat." Shen Wenhe set out the rice and chopsticks.

Xu Feng put down his mobile phone slowly, glanced at him and immediately looked away, waited for Shen Wenhe to pick up the chopsticks, took the rice quickly, and started eating.

They were all his favorite dishes. After eating for a while, Xu Feng realized with bewilderment that the turmoil in his heart suddenly subsided a lot. He no longer avoided Shen Wenhe's eyes, and put aside his burden to eat with relish. While changing the dishes, put it on again.

Seeing that his rice was about to bottom out, Shen Wenhe slowed down the action of picking up vegetables, took out the small jar left in the bag, and lifted off the sealing paper and ceramic lid on it.

Seeing the clay pot that Shen Wenhe pushed over, Xu Feng was about to turn up again just after it went down, so he pushed it over and said, "I won't drink it."

Shen Wenhe saw his bitter face, and glanced at the pig's foot soup in front of him: "Why, don't you like it?"

"Drink it every day, no matter how much you like it, you can't stand it!" Xu Feng replied angrily, thinking of the painful experience of being forced to drink pig's knuckle soup by his mother three times a day at home.

"Well, I will spare you today." Shen Wenhe brought it over and used it himself.

Seeing the pig's knuckle soup disappear before his eyes, Xu Feng muttered: "The old bastard is not only good at bullying..."

Shen Wenhe didn't care when he heard what he said, it was nothing to get him to say something verbally.

When Shen Wenhe was packing up the leftovers of the two of them, Xu Feng, who had eaten enough, began to feel sleepy. Shen Wenhe patted his head and suggested: "Don't wait here, there is a small bedroom over there, go to sleep. Let's go!"

Xu Feng has not forgotten his purpose of coming here, especially after being ridiculed by netizens: "I'll show you something before going to bed."

Shen Wenhe guessed that it was the one he wanted to show him before, and insisted on showing him seeing how sleepy he was, so Shen Wenhe had no choice but to sit down and look at the mobile phone he handed over. It was originally to appease Xu Feng, but seeing Weibo After he was ridiculed on his official Weibo, his eyes changed instantly.

"How about it, are you surprised by this high imitation account?" Xu Feng asked after pulling himself together.

Shen Wenhe squinted at his dangling mobile phone screen, took out his mobile phone, logged in to Weibo, clicked to shoot, and took a picture of the scenery outside, and then posted it on the official Weibo of Aite Shen Group.

As for the lawyer's letter from Aite on the official Weibo, Shen Wenhe was almost laughed out of anger. He was suspected by his own official Weibo to be true or not. By the way, he also received the lawyer's letter drafted by the legal department, and the worst thing was that he was handed over to He was executed in public.

Shen Wenhe took a deep breath.

[Public relations and legal directors, come to my office at [-]:[-] this afternoon @沉市集团]

[What does the high imitation number mean? I'm a little confused when I eat melons.]

[Stuck at work: Oh my god, go and look under that landscape photo, someone has already picked it up! ]

[Li Momo: The direction is a bit mysterious, the melons of the Shen Group are delicious, watching the excitement is not a big deal, eating melons]

Under Shen Wenhe's first original Weibo post, after he reposted the lawyer's letter, someone had already started a targeted pickpocketing based on this landscape photo where no one appeared.

[Customer service hung up: First of all, my workplace is near the Shen Group, and I can confirm that the white building in the picture is the one opposite the Shen Group! ]

[Haiyan who lost her dream: This angle should be shot in a high-rise building. Looking at the comparison, it is estimated to be on the [-]th floor. ]

[I'm wrong: Is everyone so careful? ]

[The Bald Club: It’s not that @沉市集团 this guy is too pitiful. ]

[Shen Group: Well, the color of this carpet is also somewhat familiar. ]

[I reply to the Shen Group in Feifei: Hey, you are here too, don't give up the treatment! ]

[Hand playing the piano: I heard that the public relations and legal affairs of the Shen Group have done a big job, and they came here especially for the name!Sure enough, it’s ruthless enough, I like such employees @沉市集团]

[Answer 2005: Just order it, okay?What the hell are you doing? This is it!Hello Mr. Shen, I made a joke with you before, so I will delete that reply now...]

[Shen Group: For my poor sake, please click the link below to download the latest communication app developed by our company. This is my last word.

...Finally, I still want to say, CEO, please forgive me!I really don’t know, it’s all netizens who pushed you up, it’s all done by them, I don’t know anything! ]

[Hand playing the piano: Wow, you really want to survive, but remind me, we didn't make that lawyer's letter!cute face]

Trembling, Wu Wan swiped to Weibo, looked up at the subordinates beside him who wanted to cry but had no tears, I XX wanted to cry too, it was too embarrassing, it was so embarrassing...

How could it be the president? On the [-]th floor, at this angle, this carpet color, Wu Wan put down his phone and slumped on the chair with a look of lovelessness on his face. He wondered if the legal staff would rush over and kill him.

Zhang Jiangwei, the director of the legal department, wanted to eat Wu Wan. He could imagine what kind of ridicule he would encounter in the face of other company's legal affairs and lawyers in the future, and he would go to the nineteenth floor in the afternoon. Every day I thought about going up there for a while, but now I can't avoid it, the PR department really screwed him up! !

Soon, the Shen Group, which has a sense of presence recently, was once again on the hot search, but this time everyone loved it very much...