The phone rang in Lin Xiaoxi's seat.

"L&M, hello, I'm Lin Xiaoxi—" Lin Xiaoxi picked up the phone in a standardized manner.

In fact, the phone in her seat rarely rang.

Unless it's the president who calls and asks her to bring coffee in.

"Come to my office." There was no warm voice on the phone.

"Wait, who are you?" Lin Xiaoxi blurted out and asked.

"I'm Li Yumin, do you know?" The voice on the phone was even more displeased.

"Ah, oh, yes!" Lin Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded.

The big president has hung up.

Lin Xiaoxi had no choice but to get up and walk out of his seat and walk towards the president's office.

Because Secretary Zhang is not in the position, there is no need to report his whereabouts.

It's just that I wonder why she didn't hear the president's voice today?

It seems a little stuffy.

Someone in the secretary's room gossiped,

"Say, who called her just now?"

"I don't know, but the bell just now is inside."

"It can't be the president, right?"

"How is it possible, she can't even hear the president's voice!"

"Let her help make a copy of something, it can make me remember, what else is impossible."

"Actually, you can't blame Xiaoxi entirely for that incident." Someone couldn't help but help Lin Xiaoxi talk.

"Forget it, let's stop talking about it, it's not good to let her hear it later."

In this way, the gunpowder smoke that was about to fill the air suddenly turned invisible.

And all this, of course, Lin Xiaoxi is impossible to know.

She came to the president's office with some trepidation.

Because Li Yumin usually makes an internal call to her, there is only one situation, that is, she wants to make coffee and send it in.

And today the president didn't say that he wanted coffee, but just let her into the office.

Thinking about what happened last night and today at noon made her even more uneasy.

After knocking on the door, I entered the president's office.

Li Yumin turned his head, took out an invitation card from the drawer, handed it to her and said,

"My father will celebrate tomorrow's birthday, and you are invited to participate at that time."

"Oh, good." Lin Xiaoxi took it with both hands and answered.

When I opened it, I saw her name written on it.

"Also, wait for me after work in the afternoon, my mother just called and asked you to come over for dinner in the evening."

"Huh? Oh good! Lin Xiaoxi replied slowly.

Tomorrow's uncle's birthday, she just went over to participate.

Why do you have to go to the president's house for dinner today!

However, Lin Xiaoxi did not dare to object.

I walked out of the president's office with the invitation.

Jihua, who went out with Liu Xin tomorrow, is in the soup.

Going to participate in the barbecue event of Brother Ziqin's company was also in vain.

After getting off work, Lin Xiaoxi couldn't get off work on time, so he could only wait to go with the president.