"The president still didn't eat the breakfast that Secretary Gu made for him?"

Iwashiro sat behind his desk, his right index finger tapping rhythmically on the chocolate box beside him, his left hand propping his chin in thought.

"Yes, Iwa-less."

"Tomorrow, let Secretary Gu prepare a sweet potato porridge for the president to change the taste."

Zhou Jian's ears twitched up and down unconsciously, the president didn't eat at all, can he change it?

"Yes." No matter what Yan Shao's intentions were, Zhou Jian still bowed slightly.

"Get out!"

After Zhou Jian closed the door, Iwaki took out a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth to chew. Nodding with great satisfaction, this woman's favorite snacks taste pretty good......

Gu Qi'an knew that Zhou Jian would wait at her door on time at half past six every day, so she would open the door a few minutes earlier every day.

"Miss Gu, the general manager gave a special explanation today to cook a sweet potato porridge for the president."

Gu Qi'an, who was peeling eggshells, suddenly stopped his hand and looked up at Zhou Jianliangjiu, who was standing at the door of the kitchen.

"Good!"

After Zhou Jian left, Gu Qi'an lowered his head, a pair of white and slender hands peeled the sweet potato skin like a machine, and gently sucked the tip of his nose, sour, his eyes were hazy, and the picture in his memory was not very clear.

"An An, the sweet potato porridge you cooked is so fragrant, let's eat this for breakfast in the future, don't change it." Ye Sheng wrapped her who was washing dishes in his arms from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Okay, I'll be responsible for cooking breakfast for you and washing the dishes in the future." Gu Qi'an took off the girdle tied around his waist and stuffed it into Ye Sheng's hand, "So, I'll leave the rest of the bowl to you, I'll watch TV!" Haha......"

"Wow! Why are you so greedy......"

"Ahh With a low snort, seeing that the index finger of his left hand was cut by a knife, and the red blood gradually seeped out, Gu Qi'an felt bitter and astringent, as if he had eaten a lotus heart, and felt very uncomfortable.

The knife cut her fingers and at the same time cut her sweet memories.

This breakfast only took a few dozen minutes, but Gu Qi'an felt as if he had been cooking for a long, long time.

"Let's go, Xiao Zhou."

After Gu Qi'an fastened his seat belt, he hugged the thermos box tightly in his arms, feeling that there was no temperature around him.

The scenery outside the window flashed by, and those speeding things could not be turned back like time.

"Miss Gu, we're here." Zhou Jian's voice pulled her back to reality. Gu Qi'an nodded and got out of the car.

Looking at the back that was gradually leaving, Zhou Jian glanced back at a black car parked under a big tree not far away, and then followed into the company.

"Rock Shao, it seems that we have met rats......"

Iwaki was about to put the chocolate in his mouth when he froze!

"You go and check all the information about Secretary Gu, and then see if she has offended anyone recently, and you must find out for me in three days."

Zhou Jian was taken aback.

"Yan Shao suspects that the target of these people is Miss Gu?"

Iwajo couldn't deny it, and nodded.

"With Yi'an's current status in W City, no one dares to touch a single hair of Yi'an, Secretary Gu encountered a mouse not long after she came, if it wasn't for her to come over, I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible."

Zhou Jian nodded in agreement.

"In addition, without ascertaining the identity of the other party and what their main purpose is, send a few people to protect Secretary Gu in the shadows."

"Yan Shao, I'm afraid this is a bit inappropriate, if the president knows...... "A secretary who just came, why would he be so protected by Yan Shao?"

"The president will agree if he knows, Secretary Gu actually works in Yi'an, he is a part of Yi'an, hurting Secretary Gu, isn't this aimed at Yi'an? You don't understand this truth? Iwaki's eyes froze.

Zhou Jian lowered his head in shame and said, "Understood, Yan Shao, I'll go." ”

"Yes."

Iwaki put the chocolate in his mouth and chewed it, and as he ate it, he flipped through the materials on the table and started his new work for the day.

Suddenly, a strong, pungent smell of ink hit his face, interrupting his thoughts. Immediately afterward, Iwashiro felt as if his fingers had been stained with a cold liquid.

Looking down, Iwaki quickly stretched out his other hand to cover his nose, and roared angrily at the door with a black face.

"Mo Jinyan, you get in for me!"

"General manager, I'm not a ball, I won't roll!"

Hum! Whoever let you snatch your chocolate yesterday and don't return it for a day, you won't have a good life. But Mo Jinyan didn't know that his chocolate was about to be eaten by Iwacheng.

……

A voice of schadenfreude came from outside the door.

Iwashiro's rare face was white for a while and blue for a while, where was the composure just now.

He couldn't help but slap his palm on the desk, and a puddle of ink from the document splashed on his face and white suit, and Iwaki truly realized that he was embarrassed for the first time in his life, but fortunately this scene was not seen by anyone.

Otherwise, his cold image will be ruined by the laughing woman outside the door.

Thinking of this, the anger in his eyes burned even more vigorously.