The latter held Zhuo Mian with both hands and smiled at him.

Ming Huanghuang is deliberate. There is a kind of pampered and arrogant willfulness in it.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers seemed to dot on the contract next to him.

In the end, I will leave her with only one sentence, and I will talk about it later.

Ten perfunctory sentences.

But Song Wanyue is confident enough that he will go.

If he doesn't go, he will refuse outright.

This ambiguous answer is a nod on another level.

Leaving the president's office with a smile, Dong Chen, who was waiting on the side, was dumbfounded.

It's rare for someone to come out of it with a smile.

Secretary Qin didn't give him a chance to continue to doubt, put one hand in front of his abdomen, and the other hand forward, making a "please" posture.

"Chen Dong."

The man came back to his senses, tensed up again, and opened the office door.

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Song Wanyue returned to her workstation, and her mood was obviously much better than before she went.

Brother Su glanced at her face and knew that the contract was okay this time, so he continued to bow his head and go to himself.

Xiao He is holding his mobile phone and searching for clothes to wear at the annual meeting.

He chose a few sets, but he couldn't make up his mind, so he asked Song Wanyue to help him refer to it.

"You have a good aesthetically, can you help me see, which one is more handsome and more in line with my temperament?"

Song Wanyue just raised her eyes at him, and vetoed them all: "The texture is too poor, the version is too poor, and the estimated size is not suitable, and I will have to take it to the tailor shop to modify it later." If you don't have enough budget, it is recommended that you still don't buy a suit. ”

The aesthetics were hit by her, and Xiao He was hit hard but still didn't give up: "I wanted to buy it because I saw that Mr. Duan was so handsome in a suit." ”

Take others as a reference and don't choose a practical point.

"Can that be the same? His suits are all tailor-made haute couture, hand-sewn with stitches and threads. A shirt is five figures. And. Song Wanyue paused for a moment and mercilessly pointed out the facts, "He wears a handsome suit because he is handsome, not because he is handsome in a suit." ”

Hit one after another, Xiao He collapsed on the table weakly.

He also plans to use the annual meeting to completely get rid of the otaku label and make a stunning appearance.

Song Wanyue saw him like this, and she was also a little unbearable.

"Otherwise, you tell me your budget, and when I have sometime, I'll help you match it."

Xiao He came to life in an instant, holding her hand with tears in his eyes: "Thank you so much, you are my reborn parents!" ”

Song Wanyue withdrew her hand in disgust and rubbed it on him: "Don't move your hands and feet." ”

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Song Wanyue, who has always been opposed to involution and getting off work on time, was also forced to stay for an extra hour for the first time.

Brother Su even ordered an out-of-sale order for all his colleagues in the legal department.

Of course, I took the company's accounts, and finally I had to take the invoice to find the financial reimbursement.

In the conference room, in order to save time, everyone had a meeting while eating.

The Hunan cuisine I ordered today, Song Wanyue is a local taste in Shanghai, and she can't eat a little spicy.

In addition, the teeth and the whole mouth are hurting, so I have no appetite.

When the meeting ended, it was already eight o'clock.

She dragged her tired body out of the conference room, her phone on the table with two unread messages.

All from half an hour ago.

[Duan Baiting: Working overtime today? 】

[Duan Baiting: Give me a call when you get off work. 】

Seeing that she had been sick all day today, her colleague Xiuxiu handed her a bottle of fruit tea that she had brewed: "See that you haven't eaten anything today, drink some to maintain your □□ strength." ”

Song Wanyue took the fruit tea and hugged her: "Woo woo, why are you so good." ”

Xiuxiu's face flushed, a little overwhelmed.

She has a more introverted personality, although she joined the company two months earlier than Song Wanyue, but her relationship with her colleagues is only maintained every day to meet and say hello.

This bottle of fruit tea was originally going to be given to Song Wanyue at noon, but she couldn't open it.

I'm afraid that she will refuse, and I'm afraid that she will dislike it.

After all, the afternoon tea that the other party usually orders casually is enough for his own food expenses for a few days.

But when I saw that she had only taken a sip of soup in the meeting just now, out of worry, I still mustered up the courage to hand it to her.

But I didn't want the other party to be so enthusiastic.

Instead of disgusting, he hugged her and praised her.

Xiuxiu blushed and was hugged by Song Wanyue.

The two hands hung crampedly at her sides, thinking that her body was so soft and fragrant.

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After Xiuxiu left, Song Wanyue was the only one left in the entire department.

She didn't call Duan Baiting, but went directly to the president's office.

Except that the lights in the office are still on, there is no one in the president's office.

Song Wanyue went in lightly, without knocking on the door, she gently pushed the door open.

The cold woody agarwood has a kind of temptation to sin in the middle of the night.

Even the slightest sound could not be hidden in this quiet night.

Duan Baiting took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows: "The job is done?" ”

Song Wanyue nodded: "It's done." ”

With a low murmur in his throat, he picked up the coat he had put aside and got up: "Let's go." ”

Song Wanyue sniffed and smelled the faint smell of tobacco in the air that had not yet been completely purified by the purification system.

"Smoking?"

"Hmm." He replied lightly and put his coat on.

Glancing at her thin camel-colored coat, he took off the clothes he had just put on and put them on her shoulders, "Ten degrees below zero today, you only wear this?" ”

Song Wanyue pursed her lips, a little lacking in confidence: "During the day...... It's not so cold when you go out during the day. ”

"Indeed." He followed her words, "It's not so cold during the day at -eight degrees Celsius." ”

“......”

Why, all of a sudden, the yin and yang are weird.

She is a typical demeanor not temperature, anyway, travel is in the car, and work is also in the company.

There is no chance of going out to blow a cold wind.

Hearing the hoarseness in his voice and the tiredness that he couldn't hide under his eyes, Song Wanyue asked him, "When was the last time you went to sleep?" ”

At this point, the people in the company have almost left, except for the R&D department and the technical department, the lights are still on, and the corridor is so quiet that a needle can be heard on the ground.

Duan Baiting pressed the elevator: "Half an hour ago." ”

Song Wanyue knew in her heart, half an hour ago, she was waiting for her at the same time, and by the way, she slept lightly.

No wonder he smokes, and it is estimated that he is useless.

"I'm talking about more than eight hours of sleep."

Light sleep doesn't count.

The elevator doors closed, and there was no sound coming from his side.

Until the number becomes minus one.

Duan Baiting stepped out of the elevator: "I don't remember." ”

His car was easy to find and in an exclusive parking space.

The moment she stepped out of the elevator, Song Wanyue really realized Duan Baiting's questioning of what she was wearing.

The chill of her bones made her shiver, but fortunately she had his coat on her shoulders.

She used both hands together, tucked her coat together, and wrapped herself tightly.

Duan Baiting's myopia is not deep, but he basically wears glasses when driving.

At this time, the pair of gold-rimmed glasses was framed on the bridge of his high nose, and the fatigue under his eyes was partially cut off by the lenses.

Add to that the dim lighting of the underground garage.

I didn't even see anything unusual.

He opened the passenger door for her and looked down at the watch time.

Song Wanyue noticed his action, holding on to the car door and refusing to sit in: "Do you still want to go out later?" ”

"There's a dinner."

He patted her on the back and urged her to hurry in.

Song Wanyue took a step back and stretched out her hand to him: "Car keys." ”

Duan Baiting was unmoved.

Song Wanyue and the others were impatient: "Give it to me." ”

With a little displeasure, but the squeamish voice is still difficult to hear that he is angry.