Lai Yaya's eyes widened, looking at Ming Ge's back and disappearing behind the president's exclusive elevator to the top floor, then she retracted her gaze and looked at Xu Shu'er in a slippery manner, "Shu'er, what did she mean just now?!" ”

Xu Shu'er bit her lip, her eyes were extremely dark, "It's nothing ......"

*

Office of the President.

Zuo An pushed open the door and gestured, "Miss Ming, Mr. Gong has about half an hour to finish the meeting, please wait inside for a while." ”

Mingge stepped on high heels and entered, and his beautiful eyes looked around.

The man's office is simply and low-key-

On the left is a set of black leather sofas and coffee tables, and on the right are dark sandalwood bookshelves containing books about the thickness of the Xinhua Dictionary.

In front of a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows is a mahogany desk and black leather chair. Except for the 27-inch Mac computer and documents, there is no extra decoration.

The cool colors give the whole space a rigorous and cold atmosphere.

It's a good fit for that person's character.

Ming Ge looked sideways and smiled softly, "Wait here?" If I'm not mistaken, a place like the president's office should have a lot of trade secrets, right? Zuo Tezhu, aren't you afraid that I will steal it or something? ”

Zuo An smiled and said, "Miss Ming said that it was a joke, this is what Gong Zong meant, and he naturally has his reason for telling like this." ”

And ......" The man who had always been modest and respectful suddenly showed an indescribable shrewd and sharp brilliance at a certain moment, "Since the president dares to let Miss Ming enter the important place, he must choose to believe in his own vision and absolute self-confidence." ”

Mingge smiled and stopped talking.

She sat on the sofa with a champagne-colored bag and put the dessert that Xu Shuer had entrusted her with on the coffee table.

Zuo An glanced at the retro-style wall clock on the wall and asked, "It's almost twelve o'clock lunchtime, is Miss Ming hungry?" Craving something? Mr. Gong tells you what you want to eat, and asks someone to bring it to you. ”

Mingge had already gotten up at ten o'clock in the morning, and he hadn't eaten for nearly ten hours now, so he was really a little hungry.

But......

"I'll wait for Mr. Gong together." Ming Ge always felt that it was a sin to steal food behind the back of a big beauty, "Just give me a cup of coffee." ”

"Wait a minute."

Zuo An nodded and exited the president's office.

As soon as the door was closed, several women in the secretary's room immediately surrounded Zuo An.

"Zuo Tesuke, who was that woman just now, why haven't you seen it?"

"yes, it's beautiful, she looks like a star."

"Will she be the president's girlfriend?"

Zuo An calmly responded, "You should have heard a sentence when you applied for the Gong Clan: Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." ”

The group of secretaries scattered boredly.

*

Countdown to ten, nine, eight......

Bite! It's two hours up! Host Hidden Quest (2): Hand in hand with the gold master must not be less than one minute to fail!

Failure penalty: 10,000 points will be deducted.

When the system prompt sounded, Ming Ge picked out a brick-thick foreign masterpiece from the dark sandalwood bookshelf with a very classical style.

Ming Song, "......"

Another 10,000 points have been deducted!

Pit!

However, there is no most pit, only more pits.

After the first failure of the mandatory mission, the second followed -

Bite! Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden quest (2) plus: hand in hand with the gold master for no less than one minute.

Duration: 1 hour.

Reward: Unknown.

If the mission fails, 100,000 points will be deducted.

Ming Song, "......"

The pit is just one word, and she said it more than once.

However, in terms of time, it is enough to ensure the completion of the second mission.

So she relaxed, took the tome, and sat back on the couch.

A few minutes later, a secretary knocked on the door and brought coffee to Mingge.

The coffee is ground by hand, and the mouth opens up on the tip of the tongue with a rich mellow aroma, and Ming Ge takes a shallow sip of coffee, and rests on his lap a pure French foreign masterpiece, slowly and relishing it.

Time flows quietly.

Gong Yeyan opened the door and came in, and what he saw was such a picture.

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