Recently, Milo's spirit has been in a trance, Xu Zhiheng's evil handsome face always emerges, and the kiss between the two of them that day is so clearly imprinted in Milo's mind, lingering, making her reluctant and unwilling to work.

Now, for example, a document has been working on a whole morning, and it is full of errors and omissions. Fortunately, her boss Fei Yifan was surprisingly good-tempered today, and after circled her mistakes with a pen, he said: "Send me an email after you change it." Then he turned and left.

Milo is not in the mood to analyze Fei Yifan's abnormality, she has been working with Fei Yifan in the extraordinary machine processing factory since graduating from college, nominally as an assistant to the general manager, but in fact she is a miscellaneous worker, from serving tea and water, to making quotations and making plans, and business negotiations, she is responsible for it alone.

Over the years, Milo has become an all-rounder. Extraordinary Machining has also expanded from a small workshop with less than 10 employees to a small and medium-sized enterprise with nearly 100 employees. This growth rate is not worth showing off, and Fei Yifan is not a business wizard, but his advantage is that he is steady and steady, and he is doing business with peace of mind step by step.

In the process, he and Milo have cultivated a lot of revolutionary friendship, so Milo doesn't think there is anything extraordinary about his special tolerance today.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Milo finally typed the documents, checked them twice, and sent them to Fei Yifan's mailbox after confirming that they were correct.

There was not much time, so Fei Yifan called the internal phone to call Milo to the manager's office.

When Milo knocked on the door and entered the manager's room, Fei Yifan did not sit at the desk and work at the desk as usual, but sat in front of the sofa, bowing his head and concentrating on washing tea and making tea.

"Sit down!" Fei Yifan beckoned Milo to sit down without raising his head, and then poured a cup of tea for Milo.

Milo took a dry sip and placed the teacup on the table.

"How?" Fei Yifan raised his eyes and asked Milo.

"Huh?" Milo smiled a little embarrassedly, "I don't know about tea, and this cup is so small, it doesn't quench my thirst at all, can you change it to a bigger cup for me?" ”

Fei Yifan hooked his lips and smiled, reached out and took out a mug from under the coffee table, "How about this?" ”

"That's good."

Milo reached out to pick it up, Fei Yifan dodged it with a flash, put the mug back under the coffee table, and still poured a cup of tea for Milo with the small cup before.

"I read in "Dream of Red Mansions" that one cup is a taste, two cups are a thirst-quenching fool, and three cups are a horse and a mule. For this reason, Miaoyu refused to let Baoyu drink that sea tea. I can't let you drink this mug either. ”

Milo sneered: "Mr. Fei, when did you learn to be so elegant?" I still remember the first year she came to Extraordinary Machining, Fei Yifan stayed in the machining workshop every day, working on the machine tool with the workers, but now he is drinking tea and talking to her about the Red Mansion, full of elegance.

"That's right, I'm a rough man, after graduating from high school, I worked with my master apprentice in the factory to earn money to support my family, and then I came out to run a processing factory, all the way to today, and now the extraordinary is finally developing steadily, I think I should also have some changes, read more books, and jump out of the original self."

Milo still heroically drained the tea in the cup, put down the teacup, and looked up at Fei Yifan: "Mr. Fei, what do you actually want to say?" ”

"Milo, the past is gone, there's no point in indulging in it again, let go of the old feelings, leave the original self, and start over!"

Fei Yifan looked at Milo with burning eyes, and there were some uncertain emotions in his inky eyes, Milo couldn't see through it, and he didn't want to see through it.

"Mr. Fei, it's too roundabout for you to go around in such a big circle to criticize me for affecting my work because of my personal emotions."

"The circle is a bit big, but I'm not trying to criticize you, Milo, I'm concerned about you." Fei Yifan's gaze became more intense, and those emotions with unknown meanings began to gradually become clear.

Unlike Xu Zhiheng's evil handsomeness, Fei Yifan is resolute and full of male power, and at this moment, the aura of male hormones emanating from his body makes Milo breathless.

"I received Mr. Fei's concern, if it's okay, I'll go out first!" Milo got up, turned slightly and walked out of the manager's room.

The moment he closed the door, Milo patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.