Bingling was informed by the department manager that the president was looking for her, and after being stunned, she obediently went to the president's office.

She stood there looking at Feng Yi with her eyes full of curiosity, Feng Yi was made to cry and laugh by this little look, and the piece of land in her heart had softened into a puddle of water.

【Ding! The male protagonist Fengyi has +10% favorability towards the host, and the current favorability is 70%. 】

Bingling couldn't help but think when he heard it, sure enough, good-looking people are easy to make people feel good.

However, Fengyi is different, right? It stands to reason that there is no shortage of beauties around Fengyi, right? Xiaobai thought so in his heart.

It really doesn't understand.,Why is the male protagonist so good at it? It shouldn't be...

However, Xiaobai is lacking in heart, it didn't think about it, and sighed in his heart that the goddess is different, and the male protagonist knelt down under her pomegranate skirt, hehe.

Bingling spoke: "President, is there something wrong with me?" ”

Feng Yi said: "From now on, you are my personal assistant" Feng Yi's attitude was domineering, as if to say, this is my decision, I am informing you, not asking you.

Bingling's eyebrows furrowed, as if he was dissatisfied with what he said, "I remember that the job I interviewed for was not an assistant, president, please don't doubt my ability." ”

Feng Yi touched his eyebrows, "I don't doubt your ability. ”

His expression was full of helplessness for his little fiancée.

Bingling asked again, "Then why did you change my position?" ”

But doesn't Bingling really understand? Of course not, she's just following the script.

Feng Yi looked at Bingling's persistent look of having an answer, so he had to reply, "I... I just lack an assistant by my side now, and I think you are very good at doing things, so I want you to help by my side. The look on Feng Yi's face was still cold, but his eyes were naked

If you don't promise me, I'll cry to you.

This character is jumping too much... Poisonous... This male protagonist is poisonous...

Bingling has to suspect that he is the system tasker...

Bingling Bingling looked at Fengyi's eyes, couldn't even say the words of refusal, held her mouth, Bingling had no choice but to respond, "Okay, okay, but... The position I was interviewing for...", which was purely a useless struggle, was directly ignored by Fengyi.

In fact, Bingling's heart is plain, for Bingling, she has a sense of responsibility and has a strange dedication to completing the tasks she has taken.

Therefore, acting as a blue Bingling is her task for Bingling, a task that must be completed.

Bingling stood aside and didn't know what to do,

Feng Yi was amused by her overwhelmed look, so she held back her smile and said in the same tone as usual: "Take a chair next to you and sit down, I'll help you arrange a seat here tomorrow." ”

Bingling nodded, "Okay." ”

After getting off work, Feng Yi said to Bingling, "Lan Lin, is it?" Where is your home? Do you need me to send you back? ”

Feng Yi suddenly made a sound that scared Bingling, and she stammered slightly, "No... No need, I... I've got someone to take me back. ”

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, and he asked pretendedly, "Boyfriend?" ”

Bingling stuttered again, "No... It's not... Be... It's a parent."

Feng Yi looked at her flustered eyes, and stammered so cutely, he raised his eyebrows, he naturally knew that it must be her driver who carried her, but he didn't know what was wrong with him, so he wanted to tease her.

"Okay, you can go back, goodbye" Fengyi returned to normal.

"Well, goodbye" Bingling's face blushed inexplicably again.

Bingling really thinks that this male protagonist is poisonous, and the character is like this, do you know that the main god of your family knows?

However, Bingling didn't know, in fact, the world of thousands of novels was not managed by the main god at the beginning, but the sister of the main god, and it is unknown where the sister of the main god went later.