Chapter Seventy-Five: The President Smiled?
"No, it's less than ten minutes. β
Assistant Lin took the two of them one step ahead of the two and walked to the president's special elevator and pressed it, and the depth of field walked in with Su Wanwan, and the elevator door was closed, isolating the sight of everyone outside.
After the figure of the president disappeared, they felt that they had come to life, and then, they were deeply shocked.
Just president, laughing?
Or smiled at a woman?
glanced at each other, the fire of gossip in their eyes burned, and then they took out their mobile phones one after another.
In the company group, everyone chatted hotly.
- Did you just see the president laughing? The president actually smiled!
- What? The president smiled? Are you wrong?
ββThe president not only smiled, but there was also a woman who came to find the president and was not thrown out! I suddenly made up 10,000 words in my head, and the domineering president fell in love with me!
- What, woman, why am I not on the first floor, why!
Assistant Lin naturally saw these news, and immediately he put on a trumpet and went down.
- I was at the scene, and the president not only smiled and said softly, but the woman seemed to be here to deliver food, maybe it was our future boss.
As soon as this news was published, the sensation caused was even greater.
- What? Why did the president fall in love with someone else before he fell in love with me?
- What about dreaming upstairs?
Jing Da Boss, who was not in the group, naturally didn't know how much commotion he had just caused, so he took Su Wanwan back to the office and sent Assistant Lin away.
The office decoration style of the depth of field is just like him, with a black and white tone, looking simple and cold, which reminds Su Wanwan of the emperor's dragon chair, and suddenly feels exaggerated.
On the wall to the right of the door, there was a word hanging on it, and Su Wanwan saw it as soon as she entered the office, and she couldn't help but sigh.
"Good word. β
Hearing Su Wanwan's words, the depth of field looked over.
"You know how to do calligraphy?"
"Well, a little. Su Wanwan replied lightly, obviously not taking this question to heart.
But after hearing the answer, the depth of field was silent for a moment, and in the information handed over to him by Assistant Lin, he had not learned calligraphy, but it was only for a moment, and soon, he was attracted by a burst of vegetable aroma.
Su Wanwan had already opened the lunch box and put the dishes on the coffee table one by one, and she was also sitting on the sofa.
"You made all this?" Jing Shen asked as he looked at the braised prawns, braised pork ribs, baby greens, soup, and a plate of pastries on the table.
"Well, yes, thank you, of course you want to make something delicious. β
Depth of Field hooked his lips and smiled, sat opposite her, looking at the things in front of him, and his heart was even more happy.
Picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of braised pork ribs, the aroma is pure, the meat melts in the mouth, and you know that the cook's skills are excellent when you taste it.
"It was the best meal I've ever had. He couldn't help but admire.
Hearing the evaluation of the depth of field, Su Wanwan's bright face was also full of smiles.
In less than half an hour, after the two of them finished eating, the plates on the table were emptyer than the other, Su Wanwan patted her already bulging belly, and smiled embarrassedly at the depth of field.
"This pastry is for you, made especially for you. β
"What kind of pastry is this?" Depth of Field looked at the small plate, a little surprised.
"Hibiscus cake, not too sweet, suits you. β
Jing Shen picked up a piece and took a small bite, the aroma overflowed in his mouth, and he couldn't help but admire.
"Delicious!"
Su Wanwan looked at him with a smile and picked up a piece as well.