After all, some things are private and cannot be made public.

Turning the second page is a man named Zheng Xu, he is a sunny and cheerful big boy, he looks like he is only in his early twenties, but he is actually a year older than Gu Jingchen.

"Let's go down and take a look when we come back."

The two closed the papers, followed Hibiscus out of the secretary's desk, and walked towards the elevator.

The Gu Group is very large, and the whole morning is spent on sightseeing.

By the time the two of them returned to the 28th floor, it was almost time to get off work.

"It's going to be noon soon, you go back and pack up, and you can get off work."

After a morning of contact, Wen Xiaoke found that Lan Hibiscus was a person who did things safely, and he was very reliable.

When the two returned to the office, Wang Cen was still looking at the documents in his place, and when he heard the movement of the two, he glanced up slightly.

After seeing that it was the two of them, his eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't say anything, and continued to look down at the documents.

"Senior Wang." A faint smile appeared on Wen Xiaoke's lips and took the initiative to say hello.

Wang Cen raised his head again, stopped the pen in his hand, and stared at Wen Xiaoke for a few seconds.

After a while, she slowly spoke, "In this office, there is no senior's name that is not a senior, call me Wang Special Assistant." ”

The smile on Wen Xiaoke's face was a little colder, "Special Aid Wang." ”

When others treat you coldly, you will naturally not be bored.

Back in his seat, Wen Xiaoke cleaned up, took out his mobile phone, and there was a text message from Xiao Zimo in WeChat.

I love Mama: Mama, when do you get off work?

This message was sent by him half an hour ago.

The corners of Wen Xiaoke's lips were slightly hooked, revealing a warm smile, and the coldness just now was swept away.

Looking at the background picture of Kid Zimo's photo, she couldn't help but reach out and touch his serious little face.

He is obviously only a few years old, but he shows a personality like an adult.

A serious little bun face, how do you look at it and think it's cute.

Favorite Xiaobao: Mom will be home in half an hour! What did Xiaobao do in the morning?

It's almost a second over there, and the boy Mo first posted a happy emoji, and then typed.

I love hemp: I drew hemp in the morning!

This is followed by a portrait, a graffiti-like painting.

The children's paintings are not very good-looking, but this is the child's ink seriously, little by little.

Wen Xiaoke silently clicked save, and then praised.

Favorite Xiaobao: Xiaobao is awesome! Mom loves it very much, she loves you the most! When Mom comes home, I must kiss you well.

Wen Xiaoke clicked on the photo album and was about to find out the painting drawn by the boy ink as the background, when a contemptuous ridicule came from the opposite side.

"The current newcomer, I really don't have the consciousness of a newcomer at all, and taking out my mobile phone there is like an uncle."

Wen Xiaoke couldn't help frowning, glanced at Wang Cen, turned his head sideways to look at Zhu Qiu, and saw that Zhu Qiu was also looking at her, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Immediately, when I saw the mobile phone in her hand, I suddenly smiled lightly.

The two of them are really in sync.

"Not only does he look like an uncle, but he doesn't have a face or skin." Wang Cen's taunt sounded in his ears again.

Wen Xiaoke's delicate brows furrowed tightly, she didn't quite understand why this Wang Cen was targeting the two of them so much.

She suppressed the displeasure in her heart, turned her head to look at Wang Cen, and said good-naturedly, "Secretary Lan said let's come back and clean up, and just wait for the end of work." ”