Chapter 10: What God Unfolds
"Secretary Ji is working overtime and doesn't forget his life's events, this 'notice' is really full." Shang Zhi squinted, a little smiling but not smiling, and a handsome face was slightly angry.
Ji Weiwei was shocked, he obviously heard the conversation he had with Zhou Rui just now........ Why do you feel a little embarrassed........
Clearing her throat, Ji Weiwei's face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she planned to fish in troubled water: "Mr. Shang, what are you talking about?" β
"When you enter the company, you should memorize the employee rules, what is the third one? Recite it to me. Shang Zhi leaned on Ji Weiwei's desk and said condescendingly.
Still didn't fool the past ....
Ji Weiwei was a little irritable in her heart, and there was some complaint in her tone: "I can't answer all personal calls during working hours and I can't do everything I don't want to do with work." β
"It seems that your memory is pretty good, I thought you had Alzheimer's and forgot all about these rules and regulations." Shang Zhi said to Ji Weiwei casually, but his eyes were bottomless.
"I'm sorry Mr. Shang, I know it's wrong, and I will definitely not make such a mistake again in the future...."Ji Weiwei cried, trying to squeeze out a few tears, but found that there was nothing she could do, so she could only blink her eyes dryly.
"Secretary Ji works so hard, it's not easy, forget it today, but it's not an example." Shang Zhi took away the stack of reports that had been completed on Ji Weiwei's desk and looked at it, and his expression was quite satisfied, "You can summarize the one that Company H asked for before and mark it for me, and then we will go to dinner." β
Ji Weiwei's hand holding the mouse couldn't help but "twitch", what's the matter, is there something wrong with her ears?
Sangji said "we" go to dinner?!
This is.... Could it be that he plans to retaliate against himself and poison the dish?
"Mr. Shang, did you just say 'we'?" Ji Weiwei cautiously asked Shang Zhi for confirmation, preferring that there was something wrong with her ears.
"The company has always been responsible for providing staff meals." Shang Zhi suddenly lowered his head and looked at Ji Weiwei, the distance between the two was less than ten centimeters, and Ji Weiwei could even clearly see Shang Zhi's long eyelashes: "What's the matter, is there anything wrong with Secretary Ji?" β
Ji Weiwei somehow, her face was a little panicked, she nodded, and suddenly shook her head again: "No, no..."
How could it be okay.
Although it is said that the company is responsible for employee meals, but now that they are all off work, except for Shang Zhi and Ji Weiwei, who are still in the company, they should all have left, not to mention the staff in the canteen.
Could it be that Shang Zhi finally found out his conscience and felt so sorry for himself, so he planned to pay for a good meal by himself?
Wrong.
Ji Weiwei immediately dispelled the naΓ―ve idea before.
How could Shang Zhi, a capitalism that eats people and does not spit out bones, find out with a conscience?
Impossible.
Does that mean....
Does he want to deliberately lure himself into making another mistake, and then he grabs a handle and threatens him again?
"What esoteric thing is Secretary Ji thinking, do you think I'm going to poison the food, or do you think I'm laying a trap for you?" Shang Zhi saw through the little ninety-nine in Ji Weiwei's stomach at a glance, and said to Ji Weiwei with a smile.
"What am I thinking about eating, hahaha...."Ji Weiwei snorted, but complained in her heart.
However, since Shang Zhi has asked so clearly, it means that there should be no problem with the meal this time.
Capitalism, please eat, don't eat for nothing.
Not only to eat, but also to eat enough!
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