Evil Satan The domineering president is gentle

"Knock Knock ......"

"Come in ......"

Gorden knocked on the door and walked into the president's office.

Meng Yanxi didn't raise his head, but still looked at the tablet in his hand. After a while, he became familiar with the entire operation process of Montess, and began to plan for the position of CEO. Previously, he was a counsel in the legal department and only had to manage the legal affairs of Meng. Now that I have the position of president, I find that this position is not as easy as I thought at the beginning.

"President, this is the document you need to pass today. Gorden placed a stack of papers on Meng Yanxi's desk.

I accidentally glanced at the thermos pot next to the desk, and a blue lunch box.

A smile flashed in Gorden's eyes, and he said, "President, is this your breakfast?" Since Meng Yanxi took office, he has never seen him bring breakfast. Usually, the most I can do is let myself help him make a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, or a cup of milk tea.

So, the breakfast on the table piqued his interest in gossiping.

Gorden was originally a pure and good man, upright and upright, but he married Lu Xiaoya. Basically, the gossip factor hidden in his heart has also been excavated by Lu Xiaoya. So, when I saw breakfast, I couldn't help but ask a few good words.

Meng Yanxi stopped what he was doing and looked at the lunch box and the thermos pot.

"It's not ......" Meng Yanxi thought for a while: "Yes......"

Gorden keenly saw Meng Yanxi's hesitation when he said this, and couldn't help teasing: "President, yes, yes, no, no." Why is it for a while, but not for a while? I don't think you seem to have moved? I'm a little hungry, don't you mind giving me a piece?"

Meng Yanxi said quietly: "Don't mind!"

Gorden didn't mind opening the blue lunch box and looked at the pancakes inside, and his face suddenly became sad.

"Are you sure, President, this is your breakfast?" the pancake gave him the feeling that it was like food from hell, and it made him shiver with a little fear.

Meng Yanxi chuckled: "So, I said no...... And say yes!"

Gorden's fingers picked up a pancake and said seriously, "I remember the former president seemed to have told me that you are a good cook." No matter how you look at this pancake, it doesn't look like you bought it outside. In my opinion, it should not have been done by the president. I think that the person who gave this pancake to the president must have a great enmity with the president. If it doesn't hurt you, I have to torture you in this way!"

Meng Yanxi listened to Gorden's analogy and couldn't help laughing.

If it weren't for seeing Le Yushan's serious and stubborn expression, now that he heard Gorden say this, he couldn't help but think about it.

"What? can't you eat?" Meng Yanxi looked at Gorden.

Gorden shook his head: "No...... I see, I have the courage to eat, but I don't have the courage to live. I don't want to be so badly eaten by this pancake. "I thought that Xiaoya's craftsmanship was not good, but I didn't expect that the person who made this pancake was even better than Xiaoya.

Seriously, because of this pancake, he began to appreciate his wife's cooking.

I was just about to put down the pancake in my hand, and I noticed that there was a white thing at the bottom of the lunch box.

Gorden subconsciously flipped the pancake and took out a white note from the bottom: "Hey, what is this? What, there's a white note under the lunch box?"

Meng Yanxi heard the voice, and then reacted.

There is also a small note under the lunch box......

Gorden didn't have to think about it to know that the person who delivered the pancakes must have wanted to give it to Meng Yanxi. He doesn't just open a note and look at its contents. Therefore, he handed the note to Meng Yanxi's hand: "Give it to you......"

When Meng Yanxi took the note, that sincere little face flashed uncontrollably in his mind.

The sky seemed overcast with little to no sunlight.

But she was struggling to smile, and seemed to smile brighter than her eyes.

Open the note.

A small umbrella was drawn on the paper.

He also wrote carefully with a purple watercolor pen next to him: Yanxi, today is the first day I officially chased you. From now on, I'll go to work with you every day, okay?"

Her words are not beautiful, and she is not as beautiful as other women. However, there is a rare naughtiness and pretty between the lines. He seemed to be able to imagine just looking at the words written on her note that she had a faint smile on her face as she wrote it, and the aura and light that jumped out between her eyebrows.

Going to work together?

She brought him breakfast, originally with the idea of riding with her.

But he didn't bring her with him.

Drunk that night, he admits that he was out of control. I don't know if it was because she gave him a Gu, or because he was poisoned by her, knowing that he couldn't, but he violated the taboo of love. There is no love, only desire, and there is a debt to her. Therefore, when she wrote him into notoriety, he chose not to pursue it, and still pulled her into the Meng family. Just to repay the guilt in my heart for her.

Unexpectedly, he fell in love with her and confessed to himself.

He had a good impression of this different woman, but in order to alienate her, he deliberately pretended to be indifferent, but he didn't think about her sincerity.

Come to think of it, how did she go to work alone?

He has always been careful, but he doesn't know if he is careless or careful this time?

The rain outside the window was still dripping, although it was not as violent as it had just now, but it was still fluttering, hitting the glass curtain wall, blurring the scenery of the city outside the window.

Gorden saw Meng Yanxi's complicated expression, and he didn't dare to say anything more for a while.

Interesting, he quietly withdrew from the president's office and helped him close the door gently.

Meng Yanxi stretched out his hand to open the thermos pot again, and looked at the grains of rice floating on the clear water, and couldn't help laughing. This, can this be considered porridge?

However, if he didn't eat the breakfast she made, did she eat breakfast herself?

When he left, he didn't seem to have considered her feelings.

She didn't say anything so much that he forgot that maybe she had something to say to herself?

He has always been polite, even if it is the object of his rejection, he has always been humble and polite. He thought that his gentleness was the best way to deal with these problems, but, for some reason, when he met Le Yushan, it was as if something was wrong.

She estimated that it was raining too......

The hour hand is already pointing to ten o'clock.

If it weren't for Gorden's joke, he probably wouldn't have noticed the note inside, let alone thought of her details......