The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 392 is either eaten or you pour yourself

Secretary Ke is very serious about pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose: "Now the secretarial positions of these multinational companies are not so mixed, the workload is so big, the male secretary is also more and more, not to mention the men and women in the secretarial office, The more meticulous things are done by the female secretary. Others who are more complicated and often have a business trip with the ink traveler are responsible for the work of my male secretary. The division of labor is clear."

The warm season laughed because of his words.

In fact, she is not surprised by the male secretary. Of course, she knows that there are a lot of male secretaries, and this position can be done by both men and women. Sometimes men can do more than women, and of course the workload is even greater.

She was surprised that the secretary manager's position around Mo Jingshen was vacant for so long, and eventually she chose a male secretary.

Imagine that she was still jealous and wondered if he would change another beautiful female secretary. In the end, she would...

"Mr. Me, are you looking for ink? He is in the office, you can go straight." Secretary Ke said while pouring water in the boiling water.

"I am not in a hurry, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Chief discussed several projects with Shine in the US last night. After all, the time difference between China and the United States was here, busy for one night, and there was no rest during the day. I still have to continue to meet with the United States. I am afraid that he will not Live, so I want to send him a cup of coffee." Secretary Ke said while looking around: "But it seems that I have not found any better coffee."

Looking at the cup in his hand, he smiled and said: "You don't know if you rarely drink coffee?"

"No, I always drink coffee lately. He often doesn't sleep very much at night. When he is busy, he relies entirely on coffee to spend the day. Sometimes I am afraid that he can't eat it, but the ink is always drinking. A lot of coffee, it is estimated that the bag of coffee that Shente helped buy before has already been drunk. Now all the secretaries in the boiling water room are here, not the total ink, nor do he know if he can Get used to it."

The smile in the warm eyes of the season is getting more and more: "Do you drink coffee recently?"

Secretary Ke nodded and finally found the bag of imported coffee. He took it and looked inward: "It was empty."

He said that he handed the bag to the season warmer: "This whole bag is two months, and the ink is no longer consumed in less than a month."

The season glanced at the bag and didn't talk for a while, then took the bag and said, "If you have nothing, just get off work, I will solve the coffee thing."

Secretary Ke knew that she was Mrs. Mo, and she didn't ask much: "If this is the case, then you will be troubled by Mrs. Me. I will go back to the office and go to work for a while. The recent work of Mo is very big. If you can, you will advise. He, don't ignore the physical work all day and night, and then be young and healthy again."

"understood."

Until Secretary Ke left, Jiwen stood in front of the boiling water room for a while, threw the coffee bag in his hand, and then turned into the elevator.

I went to a porridge shop downstairs and bought a bowl of red dates and glutinous rice porridge. I took it up again. When I went to the top floor, I saw that Secretary Ke had not left. She gave the porridge directly to him: "Take this to you."

Secretary Ke smelled the smell of the porridge all at once, and the eyes looked brightly at the season: "This red date glutinous rice is a good thing to raise the stomach, but Mrs. You don't go in? You are not looking for ink. ?"

"I won't go in and bother him to work. You don't have to say that this porridge is what I bought." After the warmth of the season, he smiled at him again, and his attitude was calm and calm.

Although Secretary Ke’s due diligence, he did not understand the things between Mo Jingshen and the warm season like Shen Mu. Seeing the warmth of the season, he did not think much. 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 taken out intact.

The warm season was just ready to go, but it was still subconsciously lingering in the corridor for a long time, and I saw the secretary of Ke came out.

"Mrs. Me, or else you will send it in." Secretary Ke, a tall man with a tall body, holding a bowl in one hand and pushing the glasses on his nose in one hand, full of frustration saying: "I said let the ink always eat. Some porridge works again, but he doesn't even take care of me, and let me take the porridge out..."

The season warmed and blinked: "Do you tell him that this porridge was bought by me?"

"...How do you know?" Secretary Ke coughed and looked stunned.

The warmth of the season held back the urge to turn his eyes: "What do you tell him?"

"I am afraid that ink will not drink, I think he knows that this is Mrs. Mo, you will definitely know your good intentions, and more or less will definitely drink some, but who knows that he actually let me take it out Off." Secretary Ke looked grievances.

Seeing that the season is not warm, Secretary Ke pushed the porridge to her in front of her: "Do you go in and try?"

What did she try? The result of her entry is estimated to be more than just the porridge being dumped.

Secretary Ke did not pay attention to the warm face of the season, simply put the porridge into her hand and pointed to the direction of the secretary's office: "I just sorted out the contract, and some of them were not finished, and the porridge was handed over to Mrs. Mo. I will go back to work first."

After that, Secretary Ke slipped back to the secretary's office directly on the soles of his feet.

The quarter warmer stood outside the president's office and looked at the bowl of porridge in the hands of the fate that could be dumped at any time. He was caught in a hesitant predicament: "..."

If you don't send it in, the bowl of porridge will be cold, and the white one will be bought.

After a few moments of warmth in the season, he raised his hand and knocked on the door without responding.

Simply push the door open and walk in. Just as soon as I entered, the cold was awkward. Although the outdoor was a 30-degree night, the air conditioner in this office was too cold.

Glanced at the eighteen degrees displayed on the air conditioner. After the warmth went in, he only glanced at the man behind the desk and turned around to look for the remote control of the air conditioner.

The air conditioner in his office is not the kind of container, but it is separate. After finding the remote control, the number of the air conditioner is turned up, and then the eye is turned, and the eye-catching look is because she is coming in and not looking at it. Her man.

The temperature in the office gradually rose, and the temperature was not cold or hot.

The warm season is also wearing the white T and jeans that she often wears in the past few days. The hair is loose and behind her head. The face is as calm and calm as ever, the eyes are dark and translucent, and the skin is fair.

She never loves makeup, and the five senses are beautiful. At this moment, it is different from the temptation and caution in front of him. The face is not smiling. I hold the porridge bowl in both hands and walk straight to the bowl. On his desk.

"Either eat it, or you can pour it yourself." She gave him a sigh of relief, but her tone was faint, but she was not as firm.

(End of this chapter)