Zhuang Feiyang's feet hurt, and when he arrived at the company, he happened to step on it. As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw a few people talking about something around me.

"We also have a surname Zhuang here! Cheng Tian looks like he owes her money! Hey, you say that these two people are both surnamed Zhuang, why are their lives so different?"

"Don't say that our surname Zhuang is good?"

The man covered his mouth and smiled mockingly, and said in a low voice, "That old Obasan look, which man will be interested in seeing it!"

"It's not ......"

Zhuang Feiyang glanced down at himself, well, it's still the same today!

Obasan!

When she turned around and walked towards the secretary's room, several people saw her and stopped talking, she smiled, it didn't matter.

"Come in!"

As soon as Zhuang Feiyang sat down, Yin Jingyi's internal phone called.

When she entered, he happened to look up, "Fill this in!

"Good!"

He didn't have a trace of emotion, she didn't say a word, and after the two handed over, she turned to leave, and he suddenly stopped her......

"Last night, were you alright?"

Zhuang Feiyang was stunned for a moment, his heart was full of surprise, but he couldn't hold it down, glanced at his swollen feet, shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, thank you Mr. Yin for your concern!"

It's a concern, right?

Yin Jingyi nodded, and said with a smile: "It's okay, there may be a lot of things today, and you need to work overtime!

“……”

Everyone else gets off work at six o'clock, Zhuang Feiyang has a lot of things, and when he can't finish it, he will also take the initiative to work overtime until seven or eight o'clock, or even longer. Just tonight......

"Mr. Yin, I may ......"

"Something?"

A glance swept over, Zhuang Feiyang was stunned again, "It's okay!"

She has always disliked owing favors, and she doesn't care if she just invites dinner, but tonight Yin Jingyi said that she would work overtime......

Thinking about it, Zhuang Feiyang felt that he still couldn't release the pigeons, so he could only call Yin Jingrong.

"Make a private call during work hours, Secretary Zhuang, do you need to go back and memorize the company's rules and regulations!"

As soon as the phone was dialed, before it was connected, Yin Jingyi's voice rang, she was startled, and quickly hung up the phone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm ......"

"Since Secretary Zhuang still has time to chat, it is better to sort out the marketing table for this quarter and hand it over to me before getting off work!"

Yin Jingyi glanced at her coldly, threw down a folder, and strode back to his office.

He's looking for trouble!

Zhuang Feiyang felt it, but who made him the boss!

This time, the number of applicants for the perfume contest was large, and the information was uneven, so it took a lot of time to sort it out.

Originally, there was a special person to sort it out, but now that Yin Jingyi handed it over to her, she could only do it.

The two kinds of information have to be sorted out within a day, Zhuang Feiyang didn't even have time to drink water, and when she raised her head, the people around her had already gone.

Only Yin Jingyi's office is still lit.

After thinking about it for a while, he was still afraid that he would be hungry, so he walked in, "Mr. Yin, do you need to order you dinner?"

"Are you hungry?"

When Zhuang Feiyang heard this, he quickly shook his head, "No!"

The boss didn't say that she was hungry, so how could her employees say they were hungry?

said that she was not hungry, but her stomach screamed a little disobediently, and now, she was embarrassed!

Yin Jingyi was also stunned for a moment, and smiled rarely, "Then call two servings!

"Good!"

Zhuang Feiyang was about to call the restaurant to bring dinner when Yin Jingrong's phone called.

"Why don't you leave work yet? It can't be that you don't want to invite me, do you?"