When Le Tong brought the coffee and pizza into the president's office, Ji Rong glanced at the pizza on the table, frowned slightly, and raised his head to look at Le Tong, "Why is it not porridge?" ”

"I don't have it at home, and I didn't have time to stay up last night. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info also, yesterday I promised to make breakfast for the president, I'm sorry, I regret it. ”

Le Tong didn't give any explanation for his repentance, and also gave Ji Rong a chance to ask, didn't say half a superfluous word, turned around and walked out.

After Le Tong went out, Ji Rong ate pizza and drank coffee, and the more he ate, the more he felt that it was not a taste. So, President Ji Da, who never pesters people, especially women, actually dialed the internal phone without hesitation to question his little secretary.

"Le Tong, what do you mean?"

When he said this, the expression on his face was still very indifferent, and he was holding the piece of pizza in his hand for no reason, and he unconsciously held it in his palm and crumpled it into a ball.

Le Tong, who was sitting in the secretary's seat, held his aching and heavy head, and replied to him in a muddy voice with a somewhat nasal voice.

"President, literally. I had a treat for this pizza this morning, and it should be my repentance. ”

Le Tong won't say that the porridge she boiled is not valuable, what is valuable is actually her heart. But a man like Ji Rong doesn't deserve to enjoy her heart at all, even if he will pay, she doesn't want to sell it to him!

Ji Rong listened to the busy sound of "doodoo" on the phone, slightly surprised, and a strange anger slowly rose in his heart, his little secretary, actually, dared to hang up his phone?!

Ji Rong has almost never enjoyed the treatment of being hung up on the phone, and the person who let him enjoy this kind of treatment that instantly makes the blood rush up all over his body is actually the little secretary he once thought was well-behaved and obedient?

Ji Rong couldn't figure out the source of the anger in his heart, or was it just that his authority was being flouted, and a small secretary had the audacity to refuse him, the president who could control her life and death? Or is there another reason?

Before he could sort it out, the phone on the table rang, and Ji Rong's anger calmed down for no reason, "Say!" ”

His tone was very bad, because he thought it was Le Tong on the other side of the microphone.

"Eh, you ate gunpowder early in the morning?"

The person on the other side of the phone was not Le Tong, but Yang Sheng.

"What's the matter?" Ji Rong asked angrily.

For Yang Sheng, Ji Rong is rarely so impatient.

Probably sensing that today's Ji Rong was not easy to mess with, Yang Sheng immediately put away his ridiculous tone and said in a very upright working tone.

"Send me a copy of the information from yesterday."

"Ask Letong!" After Ji Rong finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.

No wonder he was so angry, after Le Tong checked in the clinic yesterday, he suddenly threw him down and got into the taxi, called her, she didn't answer, and in the end, she simply turned off the phone.

When she came back in the morning, she was going to ask her why she didn't answer his phone yesterday, but before he could ask him, she threw him another thing that made him even more angry.

If Ji Rong is an ordinary person, he will probably have self-knowledge and know how much his behavior yesterday hurt Le Tong.

But on the contrary, as the eldest young master of the Ji family, from the moment he was born, he has enjoyed the treatment of the stars holding the moon, and he has never been able to look at his face as a man, and there is no reason for him to look at other people's faces.

No matter how excessive the things he has done, it is rare to hear accusations or corrections from others. Over time, he has enough confidence in what he says and does, and he thinks very subjectively that he is always on the right side, so he basically does not take into account the feelings of others when he speaks and acts.

Even though Le Tong showed her dissatisfaction with him so obviously, and retorted to refuse his request to make breakfast for him, he still didn't realize that it was his behavior that hurt her first, and she would regret it, in fact, it was a matter of course.

Ji Rong was angry, and the pizza that Le Tong sent in only took a small bite.

He is not a picky eater, and he never asks for breakfast, or even lunch or dinner, and eats whatever he wants.

But today's pizza has a feeling that he can't swallow. Probably, is it because there is a huge gap with the soft and soft rice porridge that I originally thought?

Ji Rong pushed the pizza, which was only a small corner missing, to the desk and buried himself in the work.

Le Tong, who was outside the office, received a call from Yang Sheng, "Tongtong, you sent me the 10-year information yesterday." ”

"Well, I'll send it to you right away."

Le Tong held the phone between his shoulders, clicked on the folder, and sent the information Yang Sheng needed to the other party's mailbox.

"That's it! Senior brother, I'm sorry, I woke up a little late this morning, so I didn't bring you rice porridge. ”

Yang Sheng, who can also only eat pizza and coffee for breakfast, received a sincere apology from Le Tong full of apologies.

"Fool, you are not obliged to do this for me, what do you want to eat at noon, senior brother, please."

And Yang Sheng's attitude towards the change of breakfast varieties is also very different from Ji Rong.

Le Tong had a dizzy head on her head, and even the gluttonous worm in her stomach seemed to have quit work, and even Yang Sheng proposed several places to eat, she refused on the grounds that she was busy with a lot of things today.

"Okay, since the little junior sister doesn't appreciate it, I can only let President Ji accompany me to lunch."

Le Tong didn't care about who Yang Sheng was eating with, hung up the phone, only felt that the screen in front of him was blurry, and his head seemed to be more dizzy than just now.

Le Tong held his head and closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened his eyes, the situation seemed to be better.

In the past few days, I have been helping Ji Rong and Yang Sheng sort out other materials, and what they should do as the president's secretary has accumulated a lot of piles on the desk.

These materials, if they are placed in ordinary times, Le Tong will not put them in his eyes at all.

But today, she took out a document that needed to be translated, and most of the hours passed, but she had only translated less than a page, except that her head felt heavy and heavy, and her brain seemed to be stuffed with a ball of grass.

Le Tong took a forehead sticker and measured his temperature, it was still thirty-eight degrees, such a working state, Le Tong felt that he probably needed to take a leave of absence to rest.

Le Tong picked up a few documents and sent them to the president's office, Ji Rong was busy and didn't look at her. She put the documents on the table, dizzy, and she propped up the edge of the table with her hands, trying her best to focus her blurred vision on Ji Rong's face.

"President, I want to call one day in sick."

Ji Rong didn't look at her at all, and only said coldly, "It's too much, it's not good!" ”

Le Tong stared at him and wanted to say, even if you don't let me ask for leave, I can't do anything sitting here, instead of this, let me go back and have a good rest for a day.

"Don't forget that you are my secretary, don't think that you are any different from others!"

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