"Hello," looking at the smart woman in front of her, she did greet politely like Pudding, but she didn't expect her to follow in.

In amazement, I watched her take the cleaning tools and start to clean her office.

Song Huanhuan hurriedly put down the documents in her hand and grabbed her hand: "What are you doing?" ”

"Sister Song, I was cleaning your side before, don't worry, I will definitely be able to clean it." Zhao Pudding patted his chest and swore an oath,

I left before, so I handed over the key to the office to Liu Qing for convenience, and it seems that she gave it.

"No, I'll clean it myself." With a smile, she took down the tool in her hand and sent the person out.

Just kidding, I'm full of design drafts here, so I can't mess around.

After all, it is indispensable to guard against people.

Seeing that he was kicked out, Zhao Puding's eyes flashed a touch of loss, and he looked back a little sadly, but he saw her kind smiling face, and he couldn't find anything wrong.

"Sister~" elongated tone, trying to bring back a chance.

Song Huanhuan still refused with a smile: "I will clean it myself here, the boss hired you to let you learn the design draft, not for you to clean up." ”

Finally sent people away, she was still a little uneasy in her heart, her key had been wandering around outside, if someone with a heart was like harming herself, it was inevitable that she would keep the key, but after all, this is an office, and you can't change the lock with great fanfare.

Some of them collapsed in their chairs in a bit of worry.

Right now, it's the work that counts.

I thought that my mailbox would accumulate a lot of documents, but when I opened it, it was empty.

Stretched out his hand on the door of the mailbox, locked it gently, rolled his eyes, and went to Liu Qing's office: "Boss." ”

"Enter," Seeing that it was her, Liu Qing's frowning brows loosened slightly.

After brewing the words, he said his words: "Boss, are there any contributions in the mailbox during my absence?" ”

I took out a bunch of manuscripts from the side and rubbed my forehead: "I forgot that I was busy during this time, I am here, and I received it from Pudding." ”

With a slight movement in his heart, Song Huanhuan didn't say much, the time he had been away by himself was relatively long, and it was also appropriate to find someone to be busy: "Okay, boss." ”

Holding the manuscript and preparing to leave, another sentence came from behind him: "That girl is very diligent, Huanhuan, you have time to take her more." ”

"Okay." Such a request is always impossible to refuse.

Halfway through the manuscript, Liu Chacha pinched the homework book and walked in with a sad face: "Sister." ”

Putting down the manuscript in his hand, he pinched her wrinkled little face: "What's wrong?" ”

"I can't do my homework, and my mother doesn't have time to take care of me." Some angrily threw the homework book on the table: "I know work and work every day." ”

Picked up her notebook and looked at it, but it was not difficult: "Come, mother doesn't have time, sister will help you, okay." ”

Looking up with a little surprise, the haze on Liu Chacha's face was swept away: "Really? ”

"Of course."

Liu Qing, who couldn't find anyone everywhere, saw a well-behaved and quiet scene in front of him the moment he pushed open the soul return office.

For a while, I couldn't bear to disturb it.

It was Song Huanhuan who found her standing at the door, and reminded with a smile: "The boss is here." ”

Answering softly, Liu Chacha happily ran over with her homework book: "Mother, look, Sister Huanhuan is so powerful, she will have many questions." ”

I took it and flipped it over, and it was indeed in place, and the little guy who was sticking to it continued to chirp and shout: "Look, I made these things myself, and my sister told me how to do it, and it feels easier than going to class." ”

There was no lie in the child's words, Liu Qing suppressed the surprise in his heart and glanced at the person not far away: I really can't see it.

Where did she learn this at such a young age?

"Mother, I will have my sister to tutor me in the future." The immature little face is full of a look like you are going to make trouble if you don't agree to me.

Liu Qing was a little embarrassed, and rubbed her head: "Sister Huanhuan still has to work, you will disturb my sister like this." ”

Hearing this, the little guy pursed his mouth, and tears immediately rolled in his eyes.

"You girl, you are well-behaved on weekdays, why are you so ignorant now?" frowned and scolded softly, she used to be able to listen as long as she was reasonable.

Today, as if he had been greatly wronged, he whispered the corner of his clothes and muttered: "The tutor at home is too fierce, and he is not careful." ”

These words made Liu Qing feel guilty, she was busy with work on weekdays, and she didn't have much heart to care about her.

"Boss, if you don't mind, I can occasionally take time to tutor and won't delay work." Song Huanhuan looked at the tearful appearance of the little guy there, his heart softened, and the words blurted out.

Immediately, I regretted it a little, after all, I came to work, and if I delayed my working hours, I was afraid that the boss would not be happy.

"Seriously, that's great." Originally, I was worried about how to deal with this matter, but when I saw her take the initiative to speak, my heart was relieved, and she took two steps forward with a smile: "Then I will trouble you in the future." ”

Song Huanhuan naturally responded.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Qing spoke: "I will settle this tutoring fee for you separately, and I will pay it according to the tutor fee I invited, you see how it goes." ”

Blinking, his mind turned a corner, Song Huanhuan shook his head: "No, boss, I'm willing to make up for Chacha, it's purely because I like her, I really don't need to." ”

"But," you have refused several times, but Song Huanhuan has been gritting her teeth and refusing to ask for it.

"You have to collect this money," Liu Qing had just finished speaking, and there was a knock on the door behind him.

Zhao Puding stood at the door with a little embarrassment, and whispered: "I didn't bother you." ”

Restrained his posture, Liu Qing returned to his usual sharp posture and shook his head: "It's okay, are you looking for Huanhuan?" ”

Seeing her nod slightly, she left with her daughter.

lowered his head to hide the trace of resentment in his eyes, and Zhao Puding raised his head again with a smile on his face: "Sister Huanhuan, these manuscripts are what I received before, you can see if it works." ”

The woman was well-behaved, but she always felt that the smile on her face was a little distant, Song Huanhuan didn't think much about it, she took the manuscript and flipped through it, it wasn't impossible, it was just very tender and amazing to the market, and looked up at her: "Is there anything else?" ”

Hearing this, the smile on Zhao Puding's face was a little reluctant, he shook his head in frustration, and his eyebrows drooped: "No, Sister Huanhuan." ”

"These are relatively ordinary manuscripts, combined with the current market of our factory, such styles are enough, and we need to receive some eye-catching styles." Song Huanhuan returned the manuscript to her.

Pull out a manuscript from the side.