Mo Sichen smiled secretly, the conversation between Grandpa and Ye Jiamei seemed to be similar every time, just a different wording.

Ye Jiamei's next answer was as good as ever, "Grandpa, shouldn't girls do business? What men can do, women can do the same, just because I am career-oriented." ”

"Hmm. All right. Grandpa gave in and showed a gesture of affection for the juniors, "Why are you free today?"

Ye Jiamei glanced at her boyfriend rather dissatisfied, "If I don't come more diligently, I'm afraid Si Chen will forget who I am." ”

In the secretary's room outside the door, the four girls all heard the sound of talking and laughing coming from the door, and none of them spoke, looking at the cup of jasmine tea and looking at each other.

Lin Shuangyue shook her hands straight, and then made a gesture of please to Luo Shen.

Wang Shuyao and Huang Wenjing retreated far aside.

Luo Shen sighed lightly and picked up the tray, "Okay, I'll go." ”

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Ye Jiamei, who was intimately snuggled up to Mo Zhennan, and the prospective granddaughter-in-law was looking at Mo Sichen who was sitting on the sofa on the side.

Mo Sichen looked at his secretary with an indifferent face.

Luo Shen avoided the slightly inquiring eyes, gently put the flower tea on the coffee table in front of Ye Jiamei, quietly withdrew, pulled the door, closed the strong family gathering atmosphere in the room, and also isolated himself outside with a sense of melancholy and loss.

At the moment when she was on the door just now, she also heard a sentence, it was the prospective granddaughter-in-law who said sweetly: "Grandpa, let's have lunch together, anyway, the restaurant is upstairs, and people haven't eaten with grandpa for a long time......"

Then Grandpa's answer was locked behind the door, and Luo Shen didn't hear it.

The woman in the door is qualified to call that "grandpa", how can the secretary Luo Shen?

With half an hour to go until lunch, she still had time to put together a work improvement plan, and now she just had to sort out the scattered ideas.

She had just forced herself to turn her attention back to work from the shock of the family in the door, when the internal phone rang, she picked it up and said "hey" softly, and heard the person on the other end of the phone say in a deep voice, "Arrange for Grandpa and us to have lunch." ”

Her response was still in her throat, and she had already hung up, Luo Shen was only stunned for two seconds and hurriedly asked the assistants: "What does Mr. Mo like to eat?"

The assistants looked at each other again, shook their heads together, and Huang Wenjing said, "I don't know, I haven't heard anyone say it." ”

Another exam question, Luo Shen took a small notebook from the drawer and went upstairs.

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Mo Sichen's indifference finally attracted his grandfather's attention, and he sensitively sensed that his grandson's mood had changed, and it seemed that Ye Jiamei's words set off his few words.

Taking advantage of Ye Jiamei's time to answer the phone in the lounge, he quietly asked his grandson: "Are you unhappy?"

Mo Sichen shook his head, "How come, how did grandpa become sensitive? Let's go to the restaurant, Secretary Luo has already arranged it." ”

Mo Zhennan looked at the door of the lounge, "Did you quarrel with Jiamei?"

Mo Sichen picked up his grandfather, and just as he was about to continue to deny it, Ye Jiamei had already finished calling and came out.

"Ahem, do you want to call your uncle and second uncle?" Ye Jiamei reminded, looking at Mo Sichen.

Mo Zhennan almost immediately vetoed, "If you meet every day at home, don't see you again in the company." ”

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In the Chinese restaurant on the fortieth floor, Luo Shen stood at the gate and waited.

She had planned to arrange a small private room, but as she walked through the large dining room, she changed her mind and arranged a four-seater booth by the window in the hall.

At 12:15, she had just signaled to the waiter that she could serve the food when she saw the family coming out of the elevator.

Luo Shen greeted him, respectfully saluted the old man and asked his boss: "General manager, I will arrange the seat by the window of the hall, can you see it?"

Ye Jiamei faced this beautiful and elegant secretary again, and saw that she directly skipped the old man to talk to her boyfriend, and instinctively defended herself, "Grandpa should be respected now, why did you ask Si Chen for advice?"

Mo Zhennan hurriedly glanced at Ye Jiamei and said, "Listen to Si Chen, it will be arranged by Si Chen here." ”

Ye Jiamei didn't want to say anything, and turned to Mo Sichen, "Will the hall be too noisy?" I don't care, I'm worried that grandpa won't eat well." ”

Mo Sichen looked at Luo Shen who was standing quietly on the side, her face was pale, but her expression was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was a polite smile on the corner of her lips that treated guests.

He turned his head to look at the four-seater booth by the window, could it be that this newcomer really knew his grandfather?

"Grandpa started his business as a restaurant at the beginning, so he has a different feeling for such a restaurant, and he is not afraid of noise," he said, as if explaining to Ye Jiamei, "Just according to Secretary Luo's arrangement." With that, he glanced at the secretary again.

Luo Shen got the approval of his boss, said "Please here", took the lead to walk next to the seat, first pulled out the chair by the window and let Mo Zhennan sit in, and then when he wanted to serve his boss, Mo Sichen had already pulled out the chair and sat down.

Ye Jiamei answered another phone call and didn't come over, Luo Shen stood at the table and poured tea, wanting to wait for her to come over and serve her, but Mo Zhennan said: "Secretary Luo should also go to dinner, there are waiters here, you don't have to stay here." ”

Luo Shen's inquiring gaze looked at her immediate superior, in the company, she only listened to this person's instructions.

Mo Sichen's raised eyes had a momentary hesitation when he met her eyes, but it was only a flash of inexplicable inexplicability, he nodded, "You don't have to wait here, you can arrange the conference room after lunch, grandpa has a discussion with the union representative in the afternoon." ”

"What about the content of the discussion?" she asked professionally, "do you need to prepare relevant materials?"

"The trade union is responsible for the information," Mo Sichen looked at her pale face, and his voice suddenly softened, "You just need to do the affairs of the meeting, you do it yourself, don't let the assistant do it for you." ”

Luo Shen responded: "Yes, general manager," and said to Mo Zhennan with a smile: "I wish you a happy meal." ”

When she turned around and walked away, when Mo Zhennan retracted her gaze, she found that her grandson was still looking in the direction where the secretary had disappeared.

"Cough, Si Chen," Mo Zhennan coughed lightly: "Your secretary is very polite, too polite, it makes people feel very distant, shouldn't there be a family-like harmonious relationship between the boss and his subordinates?"

Ye Jiamei happened to come over and heard the last sentence, and asked with a smile: "Establish a harmonious relationship with a family?"

Mo Sichen's eyes returned to the dish that the waiter had just served, and his heart moved slightly.

"Your secretary is very attentive. Mo Zhennan said a word and picked up the chopsticks.

The dishes arranged by Luo Shen are all light flavors suitable for the digestion of the elderly, especially the pumpkin button is Mo Zhennan's favorite one, but these Ye Jiamei may not know.

Sure enough, Ye Jia's eyebrows were slightly locked, "Grandpa, are these dishes too vegetarian?

Mo Sichen glanced at Ye Jiamei lightly, and then turned his gaze to the end of the passage, his secretary had just turned around and disappeared there, did she go to dinner?

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Luo Shen was very annoyed, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she was already feeling hungry, and when she was questioned by her boss's girlfriend for the first time, suddenly her whole stomach seemed to be constricted, and her desire for food disappeared in an instant.

She forgot about lunch, and when she came out of the restaurant, she pushed open the fire door of the walking ladder, one step at a time, her steps getting heavier and heavier, and the rubber-soled heels made a dull tuk tuk sound when she landed on the ground.

She felt a little tired, sat on the steps and leaned against the handrail of the stairs, the cold made her conscious a little, her hanging eyelashes blinked slightly, and then closed, but there was a gentle voice in front of her that Mo Sichen had just spoken to her.

She continued to take deep breaths, deep breaths.

It wasn't until she felt that she had calmed down again, and that her body and mind had adjusted back from the terrible state she had just had, that when she opened her eyes again, she was already clear and regained her ability as a secretary.

Get up and continue downstairs to the thirty-seventh floor.

There was silence in the secretary's room, and she took the key to the conference room and turned to go out.

The conference room was the same one used by the executives for the last meeting, and it was empty and silent. She checked the equipment and confirmed that there was no problem, then returned to the pantry, flipped through the desk calendar on the table and thought about what the theme of the afternoon discussion would be, and then she suddenly realized that tomorrow was the Chung Yeung Festival.

Could the topic of the discussion be related to this? She remembered that Mo Sichen had solemnly asked her to prepare for the conference in person.

Mr. Mo personally participated, and there were trade union representatives, and she understood a little in her heart.

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As an executive director, Mo Sichen naturally has to participate in the discussion of trade union representatives on behalf of the company's senior management.

As soon as he entered the conference room, his eyes subconsciously searched, and his heart settled when he saw that his secretary was distributing tea to the various seats.

She looked like everything was going on as usual, but her face was still pale, and she smiled faintly when she talked to the delegates, but Mo Sichen felt that her pear vortex was full of loneliness.

When he sat down in the seat next to his grandfather, Luo Shenbu Tea happened to come to him and asked softly, "General Manager, will you serve tea or coffee?"

He leaned sideways, staring at her face for a few seconds, a little annoyed that she had been too polite, "What did I say this morning?

He said a lot this morning, which one is the answer?

Luo Shen was a little frustrated, pursed his lips tightly, he always felt that Mo Sichen was a little awkward today, and he had been picking on her since the morning, this day was really not easy, but it was only half over.

She turned around and skipped his seat, poured tea on the cup in front of Mo Zhennan, and completed the distribution of the first round of tea.

Sure enough, they were all old people, and she bet on the right one this time. She thought to herself as she turned to go out the door. This tea drink is a herbal tea specially prepared for the elderly at noon, carefully brewed.

As she walked back to the office, she wondered whether Mo Sichen wanted tea or coffee, and when she returned to her seat to take a break, she suddenly saw the powder blue post-it notes on the screen.