Weekday.

Ouyang Shi was wearing a well-fitting shirt and short skirt, and a pair of rimless glasses were put on her face. She walked in the spacious and magnificent hall of the Nan Group, the ground under her feet was as smooth as a mirror, she quietly took a picture of herself through the ground, and was very satisfied with her dress today.

Ouyang Shi's high heels tapped the ground rhythmically, and the sound of brisk footsteps gradually reached the elevator and stopped. Ouyang Shi waited for the elevator while thinking about the unfinished work yesterday. The elevator was delayed, and she reached to the side of her face in boredom, curling a handful of her hair and twisting it aimlessly.

"Ding." With a soft sound, the elevator finally arrived. Ouyang Shi put her hand down and prepared to step into the elevator. Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he collided with the sight of the person in the elevator.

After Ouyang Shi saw the person in front of him clearly, he shouted softly with some surprise: "Shuo...... Mr. Nan! She stepped forward with small steps, her eyes looked at Nan Shuoye without blinking, and her body leaned forward slightly, almost next to Nan Shuoye.

Nan Shuo was thinking about Luo Sheng at night, but when the elevator opened, he saw Ouyang Shi, who was somewhat similar to Luo Shang, and almost misrecognized her, and couldn't help but be stunned. After being slightly stunned, he came back to his senses and raised his feet to leave, but Ouyang Shi posted it. Nan Shuoye frowned with some disgust, looking at Ouyang Shi's seemingly innocent eyes, he couldn't help but get goosebumps. He stiffened and walked around Ouyang Shi and walked out of the elevator.

Ouyang Shi recognized the slight disgust in Nan Shuoye's frowning, and his mood couldn't help but sink. She thought a little aggrievedly: "Luo Sheng is better than me, what is it?"

She kept a little hurt in her eyes and watched Nan Shuo go away at night, secretly clutched the document bag in her hand with both hands, stepped back slightly, and leaned against the elevator wall. The elevator doors closed automatically and the elevator began to rise slowly. She slowed down in place for a while before she came out of the grievances and unwillingness in her heart.

This elevator is exclusive to the president and goes directly to the president's office. On weekdays, only Nan Shuo is at night, and she is qualified to take this elevator. With a slight feeling of weightlessness, the elevator stopped. She stepped out of the elevator and walked to the outside of the president's office, thinking of the special passengers limited to this elevator, and the resentment in her heart was slightly soothed.

The President's Office, on the top floor of the Nan Building. A large top floor, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, is condescending. If you look down, you can see the ants lining up at your feet, and you can see the blue sea at the edge of the city. The president's office is the most suitable place to have a view. Sit in the president's plush leather swivel chair with a low-key mahogany desk in front and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking half of the city. Sitting in this position, people will feel as if everything in the world is under control. The office has a secluded inner room for napping. In addition to office space, there are a series of partitions such as a gym and a pantry that can relieve the president's work fatigue.

Due to the special identity of the user, there are often only Ouyang Shi, Nan Shuoye, a few more senior assistants, and a few cleaning staff.

Coming out of the elevator, there is a small hall. It's small, but it's not small, it's a hundred square meters, enough for a family of four to live comfortably, but it's still small compared to the entire top floor. There are tables and chairs in the hall, and tea sets are displayed on the tables and chairs. One wall has a clear floor-to-ceiling window, and there are several display cases scattered in the hall, which contain artworks. The entire layout exudes a cosy and relaxing atmosphere. This is the reception place for people who come to see the president.

Ouyang Shi stepped on the soft carpet on the ground and walked to the secretary's office in the back. Suddenly, I was attracted by a new artwork, or photograph, on the wall: this was not Nanshuo's style.

The picture is sunny and warm-colored, with a large white-haired dog's head trimmed by sunlight in the center. At a glance, it makes people feel as if they are in a warm spring, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously rise with the smile of the dog.

The photos are good, they just don't fit here. Expressing his love for warmth bluntly and passionately is too naïve in the deceitful business world. Although this hall focuses on a comfortable and relaxed atmosphere, this photo is still so large here, as if it is afraid that others will not see it, just like a large box of beautifully packaged chocolates, mixed with a white rabbit toffee. It's all sweet, but it's not the right taste, and it's out of place with the surroundings.

Ouyang Shi looked at it with some confusion for a while, remembering that a few days ago, Luo Sheng and her unlucky child had come. This painting is placed here, and it is estimated that it is the handiwork of the unlucky child.

Ouyang Shi snorted coldly, her heart was boring, she didn't know etiquette, and she had no way to teach her son. This painting is placed here, which is a waste of this parlor that has been designed and set up by high-paying hired people. Maybe it will ruin Nanshuoye's business more or less, leaving a wrong impression on Nanshuoye to the people who come to negotiate.

Ouyang Shi glanced at the smiling stupid dog fiercely with disgust, and turned around and went back to the office.

Back in the secretary's office, Ouyang Shi put the document in his hand on the table, sat and looked at the document for a moment, found that he couldn't stand it, and decided to go to the pantry to pour a cup of coffee.

First bumped into Nan Shuoye's disgusted eyes, and then his eyes were dirty by the ill-tasted photos in the living room. Ouyang Shi walked to the pantry in a gloomy mood, and the heels of her shoes clicked on the ground, and she seemed to be a lot duller.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, and it was the time for the assistants to get out of the tedious papers and go to the pantry to find food to replenish their energy. The door of the pantry was not closed tightly, and Ouyang Shi was a few steps away when he heard laughter from inside.

There were people in the pantry.

Ouyang Shi was not surprised that there was someone in the pantry, she walked away without care, her ears suddenly caught some words, and her steps were gentle.

"The president is such a good man, but he married young and even had children. My male god, ah......hhhh You also met the president's wife a few days ago, you look at the people, that figure, that temperament, tsk. ”

"I also saw the president's child, a little soft girl, very cute!" "I know, I know, there is a big picture in the living room in front of you, do you see it? It was the little girl who hung it! What a lovely Samoyed. "The temperament of the president's wife is not very good...... I think Shishi's temperament is better than hers. "Okay, okay, look at your sourness. As long as the president likes it. ”

Ouyang Shi had already walked to the door, and when he heard this, his eyes blinked, and an idea slowly formed in his heart.

She pushed the door open and walked in, waiting in front of the fully automatic coffee machine, trying to make herself a cup of coffee.