The air fell silent.

Gu Jiaojiao wiped the coffee spoon clean, carefully placed it on the table next to her, and waited for a while before tentatively speaking.

"Leader?"

"Uncle, I respect you very much!"

The little girl's white eyes shone brightly, sincere and clear, "If you have any orders, just tell me, I will try to do my best!" ”

Bo Yanchen's body was cold!

Gu Jiaojiao also found that after she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room seemed to be even more stiff.

"Am I saying the wrong thing again?" The little girl's heart was astringent, and she scratched her head a little embarrassedly.

She took a sneak peek and found that the uncle's face had not improved, but had become a little more gloomy.

There was an inexplicable feeling of fullness in my heart, and I lowered my head and snorted.

"I'm sorry. But uncle, it's so angry that it hurts your body, you teach me more if I don't do well, don't sulk yourself. ”

"Gu Jiaojiao!"

The green tendons on Bo Yanchen's forehead jumped wildly, and she suddenly called her full name.

The little girl trembled, and almost blurted out the word "to".

A pair of round apricot eyes opened, and finally replaced it with "I am".

"Uncle, I'm here! Whatever you need, I'll do it right away. ”

As long as he doesn't sulk anymore!

The man looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Do you really not know or do you not know?" His voice was deep and hoarse, with imperceptible forbearance.

Bo Yanchen stared at the girl's white face tightly, saw her shaking her head, her eyebrows were slightly dark, and he saw the girl's clear and clean eyes, without a trace of impurities.

He couldn't stand it anymore, and the stuffiness in his heart was hard to vent.

Long arm and one finger.

"Get out."

Yes?

He closed his eyes slightly, calming down the astringency and depression.

"You and them, if you can't draw the design draft, you are not allowed to leave work!"

The little girl was stunned, and although she was puzzled, she still nodded.

“…… Good. ”

Gu Jiaojiao obediently left the office, cleaned up the messy desktop by the way, and couldn't help but meow a few times inside when she closed the door, and saw the uncle's still gloomy face.

I can only sigh in my heart.

I'll behave better later, I hope the uncle can dissipate his anger!

With a "click", the door shut.

Bo Yanchen picked up his mobile phone, swept the information in front of him with his warmless eyes, and commanded.

"I want that piece of land."

"What I want is the land of the Jin family!"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to say a lot, but the man was impatient and said coldly.

"Mrs. Jing wants? Let him beg me! ”

The old man of the Jing family is critically ill, and Jingchen's mother and son want to use the Jin family's land to win the inheritance.

He deserves it too!

The man hung up the phone, his unfocused eyes fell roughly in front of him, the office was extremely quiet, and there was no girl in sight.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his chest was getting tighter and tighter, like a heavy punch hitting him.

Over and over again, for a long time......

……

Gu Jiaojiao came to the design department again, but this time she finally didn't have to be an embarrassing fitting model, but followed the designer to help.

When you are busy, you can still hear the voices of people around you.

"Why are they all coming back this year, at least some of them have been able to pass into the eyes of the president in previous years, right?"

"I heard that the president was in a bad mood, so-"

"If you want to blame it, blame us for our bad luck and hit the muzzle of the gun. I don't know who rejected Mr. Bo, but in the end, we were unlucky. ”

The little girl listened quietly, thinking some strange thoughts in her heart.

Uncle was rejected?

Is it Dr. Luk?

No wonder, the uncle was in such a bad mood, and he said those strange things to her last night, it turned out that they quarreled!

"Alas!" The little girl couldn't help but tear tears of sympathy for her uncle.

No wonder he's so angry today.

The well-prepared confession scene, but the other party released the pigeon, the uncle is really pitiful!

She blinked, "That's right, yes, you just said that someone stuffed a woman for the uncle, how many women have appeared around him?" ”

"What are they?"

Gu Jiaojiao still remembered that she had promised Song Yun that she would help her collect information about the women who appeared next to her uncle.

"This, I haven't seen it for a long time, I used to say that Mr. Bo was engaged or married, but the original match has not appeared in the past few years. It's a mess, and women have some ......."

"But Secretary Gu ...... You seem to be mistaken! Halfway through the gossip chat, Sister Mei suddenly exclaimed and looked at the screen in front of her, "The color is wrong!" ”

"Huh?"

It was another period of chaos, after all, she was not a professional, and when she was coloring, she was inconsistent with Sister Mei's personal habits, so there was a color matching error.

"I'm sorry ......"

No wonder she always thinks the color scheme of these clothes is strange.

Sister Mei looked annoyed, "I forgot to tell you!" Blame me. Hurry up and get it again, it's too late. ”

"Uh-huh, I'll do it again!"

The little girl cheered herself up and looked full of confidence.

But in fact, her wrists were already very sore, and from morning to now, her hands have not stopped, because she is not familiar with these things for fear of delaying their progress, and she has continued to draw even during her lunch break.

It's so hard......

o(╥﹏╥)o

Most of the people in the entire department worked overtime together and were busy until late at night.

Until the glass door of the door was pushed open, a long and straight body walked in the dark night, and the man stood on one side, his eyes swept the whole room.

"Mr. Bo!"

How did this living Hades come!

It's not enough to reject all the designs in the morning, do you want to torture them?

Bo Yanchen ignored all his eyes and walked to the middle of the office floor with a blank face.

The long body stood still, his fingers fell on the table, and the blue and white bone joints buckled slightly.

There was a snap, the audience was silent, and even the sound of someone playing the mouse disappeared.

"What time is it, and you haven't left work yet?"

He said coldly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the girl working at the desk next to him.

The little girl kept pressing her right wrist, as if she was injured, and the eyes that always glowed when she saw him on weekdays were tired at the moment.

She's tired.

Bo Yanchen's eyebrows furrowed, "When did Bo's Group have an overtime culture?" ”

Everyone was suddenly silent, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Only the little girl whispered.

Obviously, the uncle himself said that he was not allowed to get off work if he couldn't finish it.

"I'm sorry it's Mr. Bo, it's our fault!"

Sister Mei, as a supervisor and an old man in the workplace, quickly took the initiative to stand up and explain.

"Our work efficiency is too low, we really can't complete all the manuscripts, if we can—"

The girl lowered her head, rubbed her wrist again, and when she raised her hand, she didn't seem to be able to exert any strength?!

Bo Yanchen's eyes suddenly tightened!

Damn, the guys in the design department really made her work all day!