031 Sweet Lunch

As soon as Linda came in, she saw such a scene of showing affection, and immediately withdrew obediently and sensibly, and did not forget to reach out and close the door secretly.

Song Mulang raised his eyebrows, didn't speak, just grabbed the chicken leg and ate it peacefully.

The atmosphere was a little ...... Greasy.

Xiao Chu turned his back to the door, and he didn't know what was going on, so he didn't bother to ask, and reached out leisurely to tear the remaining meat.

"You also eat chicken thighs. Song Mulang saw that she deliberately avoided the chicken legs and looked cautious, and couldn't help but say: "I can buy it if I don't have enough to eat, and I won't be able to afford a chicken." ”

Burst...... How does this sentence sound weird.

"You invited this meal, I'll invite you tomorrow. I can't eat and drink you for nothing all the time. Xiao Chu thinks that he still has this awareness, and if he is divorced, he can't take advantage of others.

Song Mulang's action of eating chicken paused slightly, and his thin lips covered with a layer of oil said lightly: "No." ”

It's just a meal, and she has to be so careful with him.

"No, it's not the same thing that I came to work with you and you invited me to dinner. I'll invite you tomorrow, and I'll say it's okay. ”

Xiao Chu finished eating seriously, his stomach was full, his eyes looked at the remaining half of the chicken, and he hesitated: "Do you still eat?" ”

Song Mulang didn't speak, his slender fingers wrapped the remaining half of the chicken and handed it over.

"I don't eat leftovers. ”

At the end, the man also explained, as if he was afraid that she would misunderstand.

......

After eating, Xiao Chu was about to find something to do, when he saw Linda take her hand and mysteriously go to the next compartment, and asked in a low voice, "Where have you and the president developed?"

"Huh?"

Linda smiled and gave the itinerary in her hand to Xiao Chu, and she didn't shy away from it, "In two days, the president is going to the International Trade Center to attend a cocktail party, you know the cocktail party, you need to bring a female companion, and I will arrange for you to go then." ”

Since the president has put people at hand, how can she, as a secretary, have a role.

Xiao Chu hesitated, but did not refuse, but just asked a sentence in the middle of the night, "Does being his female companion count as overtime?"

Cocktail parties are usually held at night, so she should be considered overtime.

Linda's jaw was about to drop in shock, this girl, why is she still thinking about this at this time? shouldn't she be happy to pick out a skirt and then make a sweet appearance with the president.

But obviously, Xiao Chu didn't have that idea.

She put the documents she had sorted out in front of Linda and said, "I've done all of this, next time I can arrange the electronic documents in a serial number, so as to save trouble." ”

Linda glanced at the things in her hand and was stunned, "Who told you to sort these things out? ”

Xiao Chu was stunned for a moment, thinking of Song Mulang's face as warm as jade.

"Ahem. Qiao Dong passed by, heard the conversation between the two people, and quickly separated.

"Secretary Xiao, the president still needs your help, you should go in first. ”

What are you kidding, the day before yesterday the president found him and asked him to print hundreds of documents out, he didn't know what he was for, it turned out ......

It's terrible to be a man who holds a grudge.

Xiao Chu rushed into the office aggressively, wanting to ask why Song Mulang deliberately arranged useless things for himself to do.

When I walked to the door, I saw a woman with short maroon hair wearing a burgundy close-fitting dress and a pair of high heels, sitting elegantly on her desk.

That's right, it's on the table.