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Those eyes were as cold as deadly vipers, and she remembered them.

It was the man who orchestrated the Irving studio bombing five years ago...... Has he been released from prison? However, what does he have to do with Jiang Yunjie?

Pei Xiaomiao stood stunned and met the man's eyes without warning.

A cold poison rose from those long, narrow and slender eyes, and he obviously recognized her.

At the beginning, she blocked Owen for him, and it is estimated that he still holds a grudge now.

Pei Xiaomiao was so nervous for a while that she couldn't take a step.

It wasn't until he heard Lao Wu shouting Miss Pei that he slowly regained consciousness.

And the man quickly disappeared around the corner.

Lao Wu was a woman, and she understood who the person who was looking for him in the president's mouth was. So he led her directly into the president's office.

"President, your guest is here." Lao Wu put down the medicine box and reminded in a low voice.

Jiang Junhao still buried his head, and the signature pen danced on the document, and after a long time, he said coldly: "Hmm." Got it, let her sit first. ”

Pei Xiaomiao pursed her lips, the furnishings in the office have not changed, and the table and chair are still the same as before she left. She sat casually on the sofa, only to see a plate of sandwiches and a glass of milk on the table, and when she touched it with her hand, it was already cold.

He was still the same as before, always so busy that he even forgot breakfast, and later, under her urging, he developed the habit of eating breakfast before going out.

I don't know how long I stared, Pei Xiaomiao raised her head.

Jiang Junhao was pressing against his chin, staring intently, touching her gaze, his dark eyes flickered, and then pressed the shortcut key on the landline, and ordered in a mechanical tone: "Make a cup of Mocha and send it in." ”

Pei Xiaomiao was too comfortable with him, her ten fingers were clenched into fists on her knees, and she was about to speak, but she found that Jiang Junhao lowered her head again and began to process another document.

About five minutes later, Zhou Miaomiao walked in with a cup of coffee.

Sensing that there was a woman in the office, Zhou Miaomiao was slightly surprised at first, and then put the coffee on the coffee table in front of the woman with elegant steps.

The president only wanted a cup of mocha, and according to the old practice, it was usually a guest.

Merely...... It was the first time she had a female guest in the office, and she had the guest sit on the sofa and wait.

"Coffee, please." Zhou Miaomiao smiled at the woman.

Pei Xiaomiao said thank you, and as soon as she picked up the cup, she heard a cold voice from the desk opposite.

"Who told you to give it to her?" Jiang Junhao put down the pen and raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Miaomiao was a little embarrassed.

As usual, it's all given to the guests first.

Jiang Junhao looked at Pei Xiaomiao directly, and found that she was gritting her teeth forbearingly, with a slightly angry look.

"Xiao Miao. Bring the coffee. He raised a triumphant smile, still.

Pei Xiaomiao couldn't bear to have an unbearable desire to attack. The female assistant in front of her responded diligently "yes", so her whole body seemed to be an icicle and she couldn't move.

Zhou Miaomiao carefully took the coffee and ran from the sofa to the desk.

Recently, the president's mood has always been cloudy, and Rao is her, so she has to be careful.

"President, your coffee." Zhou Miaomiao offered it with both hands.

Jiang Junhao smiled slightly, grabbed her wrist, and said in a very pampered tone: "Next time I make this kind of mistake, I will punish you." ”