Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Secretary Ke pushed the glasses on the nose beam very seriously: “Now the secretarial positions of these multinational companies are not so mixed up, the workload is so large, there are more and more male secretaries, not to mention both men and women in the secretarial room, the more detailed things are done by female secretaries, and other more complicated and often paid work with General Mo is done by a male secretary like me, with a clear division of labor. ”

Seasonal warmth laughed because of him.

In fact, she was not surprised by the male secretary, of course she knew that there were many male secretaries now, and that the position could have been done by both men and women, sometimes men could have done more than women, and of course the workload was greater.

She was surprised that the position of secretary manager near Mo Jingdeep had been vacant for so long that a male secretary had finally been chosen.

Think about how jealous she used to be. Think about whether she would change another beautiful woman secretary beside him. At the end of the day...

“Mrs. Mo, are you here to see Mr. Mo? He's in the office, you can go straight over.” Secretary Ke said while pouring water in the boiling room.

“I'm not in a hurry. What are you doing? ”

“President Mo discussed several projects with Shine in the United States last night. After all, Sino-US jet lag was here, busy all night, no rest during the day. I still have to continue meeting with the United States. I'm afraid he won't make it, so I want to make him a cup of coffee.” Secretary Ke said looking around: "But nothing seems to have found a better coffee. ”

Season Warm looked at the cup in his hand and smiled softly: "Don't you know that you Ink rarely drink coffee? ”

“No way, President Mo has been drinking a lot of coffee lately. He often doesn't sleep much at night. When he gets busy, he relies entirely on coffee to spend the day. Sometimes I'm afraid he won't be able to eat it. However, President Mo has been drinking a lot of coffee lately. It is estimated that the bag of coffee that Shen Tesuke bought before has been consumed. Now all the other secretaries in this boiling room put it here, not General Mo, and I don't know if he can get used to it. ”

The laughter in the warm eyes of the season is shrinking: “Have you been drinking coffee a lot lately? ”

Secretary Ke nodded and finally found the bag of imported coffee. He picked it up and looked inside: “It's empty. ”

Said he handed the bag to Seasonal Warm again: "This whole bag is two months long, the ink will be gone in less than a month. ”

Season warm glanced at the bag, didn't talk for a while, then took the bag and said, “If you don't have anything to do, let me take care of the coffee. ”

Secretary Ke knew that she was Mrs. Mo, so she didn't ask much: “In that case, please, Mrs. Mo, I'll go back to the office for a while. General Mo's recent workload is huge. If you can, you can persuade him. Don't disregard the body's work all day and night. If you are young, you can't stay healthy like this. ”

“Got it. ”

Until Secretary Ke left, Ji Hsing stood in front of the open door for a while, threw away the coffee bag in his hand and turned to the elevator.

I went to a porridge shop downstairs and bought a bowl of red date sticky rice porridge. Then I took it up. When I got to the top floor, I saw Secretary Ke. She gave him the porridge directly: “Send this to you. ”

Secretary Ke suddenly smelled the porridge, his eyes glaring at the warmth of the season: “This red date sticky rice is good for stomach support, but Mrs. Mo, won't you go in? Didn't you come to see Director Mo? ”

“I won't bother him at work, and you don't have to say I bought this porridge.” Seasonal warmth made him laugh again and his attitude was frank and calm.

Secretary Ke, though due diligence, did not know as much as Shen Moo did about what was going on between Mo Jingshen and Ji Wen. Seeing Ji Wen put it this way, he nodded and turned to the president's office.

Five minutes later, Secretary Ke walked out and the bowl of porridge in his hand was removed.

Seasonal Warm was just about to leave, but his subconscious hesitated in the hallway for a long time, and he saw Secretary Ke come out like this.

“Mrs. Mo, why don't you send it in?” Secretary Ke, a tall man, held the bowl with his hand, pushed the glasses on the nose beam with his hand, and said with frustration: "I said let Mo eat some porridge before work, but he didn't even care about me, and let me take out the porridge and pour it...”

Seasonal warmth squinted: “Did you tell him I bought this porridge? ”

“... how do you know?” Secretary Ke coughed and looked embarrassed.

Seasonal warmth withstood the urge to roll white eyes: “What are you telling him? ”

“I'm afraid Mo won't drink it. I thought he knew you bought it. He'll know your hard work. He'll definitely drink more or less, but who knows he actually asked me to take it out and pour it out.” Secretary Ke grieved.

When Season Warm didn't speak, Secretary Ke pushed the porridge in front of her again: "Why don't you go inside? ”

What did she try? She went in, and it wasn't just the porridge that was poured.

Secretary Ke did not pay attention to the warm face of the season. She simply stuffed the porridge directly into her hands, pointing to the direction of the secretary's office: “I was just finishing the contract, and some of it was not done. I left the porridge to Mrs. Mo. I'll go back to work first. ”

After that, Secretary Ke snuck right back into the secretary's office like oil on the soles of his feet.

Ji Wen stood outside the president's office, looking at the bowl in his hand facing a fateful congee that could be dropped at any moment, caught in a hesitant dilemma: "…”

If you don't send it in, this bowl of porridge will get cold and I'll buy it for nothing.

After a moment of hesitation, he raised his hand and knocked on the door without responding.

Why don't you just push the door open and walk in, and as soon as you get in, it's cold and shaky, even though it's a 30-degree night outside, the air conditioning in this office is too cold.

Glimpsed at the eighteen-degree number displayed on the air conditioner, only glanced at the man behind the desk when the season warmed up, and turned directly around looking for the air conditioning remote.

The air-conditioning in his office was not the type of assembly, but was separate. When the remote was found, the air-conditioning number was turned up, and then turned around, and his eyes looked at the man who was looking at her without a word because of her coming in.

The temperature in the office is gradually rising, and the temperature is not cold or hot.

Seasonal warmth also wears the white T and jeans she wears these days, her hair loose behind her head, face-to-face, her eyebrows are as gentle and calm as ever, her eyes are dark and bright and her skin is white.

She never loved makeup. Five officers were born beautiful. At this moment, unlike in the previous days, the test and caution in front of him were different. She had no smile on her face. She walked straight to his desk with a bowl of porridge in her hands.

“Either eat it all or pour it yourself.” She glanced at him with a calm tone, but not unusually firm.