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Chapter 63 His experience: Jiangjiang Niannian, being turned into a red wave
At ten o¡¯clock in the morning, Ms. Tang Yuanyuan entered the president¡¯s office carrying a thick stack of documents.
The moment she entered the door, she was stunned for a moment, and then she took a closer look. She saw Mr. Shang sitting at his desk as usual, looking straight ahead at the computer screen, his eyes soft, and his handsome face still expressionless.
But she just felt that the moment she pushed the door open, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she saw Mr. Shang pursed his lips and snickered.
Madoka: ¡°?!?!?¡±
I am so surprised.
It¡¯s horrifying.
As the "conscience of the secretarial world", one must be deaf and blind at the right time. Xiao Yuan put down the document coldly and said: "Please ask Mr. Shang to review and sign." Then she stepped on her high heels and frightened away. .
Shang Yuxian did not notice the strangeness of the special assistant. He was still thinking when he was flipping through the documents. It was already this time, and the young man should have received his feelings. In order to show his sincerity, even the love words on the card were handwritten by himself. past.
I don¡¯t know if the method is feasible, he has never sent flowers to anyone.
Will your lover really be moved?
For some reason, Shang Yuxian felt very nervous. He clenched his fist and half-covered it to his lips. The image of the young man after being moved by him flashed through his mind.
The extremely prosperous face is getting closer and closer in his imagination, and he will hug himself tightly in the middle of the night Jiangjiangnongnong, being turned into a red wave ()
Thinking of this, the tips of Boss Ba¡¯s ears turned slightly red.
It¡¯s such a shame.
Shang Yuxian stood up from the boss's chair in a hurry, his expression became more serious, and his whole body was burning with fever.
Staring at the landline phone, he hesitated for a moment, then contacted the director of the information department and whispered for a while.
Soon, the head of the information department transferred the monitoring authority of the 65th floor from the monitoring hall and transferred it to the LCD TV on one wall of the president's office. Shang Yuxian can be regarded as a person who respects the privacy of his subordinates. Relatively speaking, he pays more attention to the results of his work and does not care about the working status of his colleagues. Previously, he only had access to the interview hall of the Human Resources Department.
So not long after, the entire TV wall showed the office area of ??the General Secretariat.
Shang Yuxian saw his lover on the surveillance camera at a glance.
He is so eye-catching.
So charming.
Shenlang is concentrating on his work.
Men are most handsome when they are focused.
Mr. Shang stared at his lover in the surveillance video, his expression becoming more and more serious. Suddenly, when the young man raised his head and leaned back slightly to stretch his cervical spine, he hurriedly looked away from the TV wall.
As if he had been caught, he turned his head and looked away. The corners of his eyes were red, and the tips of his ears were getting redder and redder.
¡°Well, it¡¯s exactly the same as that time with the one-way mirror coated glass, and the boss¡¯s bad taste was completely revealed.
Gradually, Shang Yuxian¡¯s gaze on the TV wall became distracted, allowing him to notice more details.
For example, the float stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window next to Shen Lang.
Then, the serious expression on his face froze.
Throughout the office area on the 65th floor, every little elf has a flower neatly placed on his or her desk.
¡°It¡¯s either a blue enchantress or a perfume lily. From time to time, I would go over and smell it, showing an expression of enjoyment.
Shang Yuxian: "!!!"
Looking at Shenlang Benlang again, he didn¡¯t take the large cart of flowers seriously at all, let alone appreciate or be moved. From the beginning to the end, he didn¡¯t even look at it.
Shang Yuxian: ""
This is different from what you imagined. Shouldn¡¯t your lover be moved by him like water, so that your whole body is rippling, and then be filled with sauce cough, shouldn¡¯t you be happy to forgive yourself?
Shang Yuxian once again stood up from the sofa in a hurry. This time, he went straight to the door of the presidential suite.
When Xiao Yuan saw the door to the CEO's office opened, she stood up subconsciously. Before she could ask, she saw a handsome man with a soft face, striding towards the elevator.
As soon as the elevator door closed, Xiao Yuan stared at the floor display on the elevator, grabbed her phone and sent a WeChat message: "Orange alert, please pay attention on the 65th floor, Ba Ba has come downstairs, please be fully armed."
Shi Leilei: "?? Mist grass? Mine?"
Secretary: "It can't be mine, right?"
Information Department: "It should be mine. I just spoke with Mr. Shang Kneel down"
Sales Department, Marketing Department, Finance Department, etc.It¡¯s delicious. The dishes you ordered are all your favorites. Don¡¯t starve the elderly and children. You can also eat more. There is beef tenderloin, which you should like. "
Shang Yuxian: ""
The three of them sat at the dining table and ate in silence.
This is the first time that only Shenlang is absent when the whole family has dinner together.
It turns out that when the whole family eats together, without your lover by your side, is this how it feels?
This is the second night.
Shang Yuxian was leaning on the empty bed in the master bedroom, fiddling with his phone boredly, resisting the urge to send Shenlang a WeChat message.
What is the difference between a lover who works overtime and sends WeChat messages asking when he will be back, and those scary middle-aged women?
No, never ask!
Until 11:30 at night, I couldn¡¯t bear it anymore.
The president thought for a long time, typed secretly, and sent out -
Shang Yuxian: "In what year were you born?"
This way.
Shenlang was the only one in the tea room. He was leaning on the sofa and couldn't help but smile.
In order to find a topic to talk to him, Mr. Shang worked hard.
Shenlang replied: "1993."
? Immediately afterwards¡ª¡ª
Shang Yuxian transfers to you: 1993 yuan.
Shenlang: "???"
Shang Yuxian: "How much do you weigh?"
Shenlang: "148 pounds."
Shang Yuxian transfers to you: 148 yuan.
Shang Yuxian: "How tall are you?"
Shenlang: ¡°188cm.¡±
Shang Yuxian transfers to you: 188 yuan.
Shenlang: "Hello."
Shang Yuxian: "How many hours do you have until you come back?"
Shenlang: "You go to bed first."
Shang Yuxian transfers to you: 0.5 yuan
Shen Lang was stunned for a moment. He was waiting here. "I can't go back in half an hour. Really, you should go to sleep first. Don't let me worry about you."
Shang Yuxian: "Oh."
¡°Well, it¡¯s the second night.
Shenlang didn't come back all night.
His loverrun away! Stay! Got it!
Shenlang lived in the presidential suite on the 66th floor, and the fingerprint lock at the door recognized his fingerprint. At 12 o'clock, he sent a WeChat message to Shang Yuxian saying that he would not go back and would have to stay up all night to write a manuscript.
Shang Yuxian replied helplessly: "Okay, but don't stay up too late, go upstairs and write."
So Shenlang opened the door of the presidential suite, didn¡¯t even take a shower, and just lay on the bed and videotaped with Shang Yuxian for a while.
To be honest, this is really comfortable. No wonder many elites have a hobby. When they are tired from work, they like to stay in a five-star hotel to enjoy a private space. Just being alone, staying quietly, and completely relaxing yourself can indeed reduce stress.
Shenlang: "The big baby's office is a presidential suite. The emperor's bed is so comfortable that I can sleep alone"
Shang Yuxian: ""
¡°Well, it¡¯s only the second day, and my lover didn¡¯t come home all night.
Shang Yuxian stared at the WeChat message on his phone. On it was the Thirty-six Strategies for Chasing a Husband written by Li Weiyang.
Does it work or not?
Amidst such questions, Mr. Shang hugged the quilt that Shen Lang always covered with his arms, buried his face into Shen Lang's pillow, and fell asleep alone.
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