"Mo Yinan, a red light..." Ye Zhiqing looked at the lights in front of her, but Mo Yinan had no intention of stopping the car. She scared Ye Zhiqing to death. Even if he wanted to die, don't take her with her, okay?

The car stopped suddenly and Ye Zhiqing couldn't help but sigh, "Mo Yinan, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Yinan looked at Ye Zhiqing with a fierce look, "Ye Zhiqing... I am your boss, you are not qualified to question me."

"Oh..." Ye Zhiqing lowered her head and said, and she had already scolded this evil man several times in her heart. She didn't ask him to pick her up to work, but when she was in his car, she would sooner or later have a heart attack. I don't know if this stinky man did it on purpose?

Mo Yinan didn't know what his nerve was, so he would come to pick Ye Zhiqing up early in the morning to pick him up to work. He also saw that the three of them were reluctant to leave, and he felt uncomfortable.

The car was about to arrive at the company, and Ye Zhiqing was afraid of being seen by her colleagues, "Well, president, please stop in front and I'll just walk over."

"Why?" Mo Yinan asked unhappily.

"Because I'm afraid others will gossip, I'll just walk on my own." Hearing Ye Zhiqing's words, the car stopped suddenly and "get out." Two words coldly emerged from Mo Yinan's teeth. Ye Zhiqing felt more and more that Mo Yinan was in menopause.

As if she had done something bad, Ye Zhiqing looked around before getting off the car, for fear of meeting a colleague from the company. She had just gotten off the car and parked, and Mo Yinan was like an arrow that left her in front of her. Ye Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that Mo Yinan would just get angry today and never pick her up to work in the future.

When I returned to the company's door, I happened to see Song Wei, "Weiwei, morning."

"Zhiqing, are you healthy?" Song Wei asked with concern, always feeling that Ye Zhiqing was not here this week, and the president's face looked very ugly. Last week, he was just like a year.

"Thank you for your concern, it's much better." So, Song Wei knew that it was normal for her to feel uncomfortable. Mo Yinan should be counted as her sick leave, right?

The two walked into the secretary's room with a joke. Song Wei saw that when the two of them arrived, the president had already returned. "The president was already..." Song Wei was a little surprised and quickly looked at his watch. Fortunately, he was not late.

"Well, send a cup of coffee in..." Mo Yinan put down his words coldly and walked into the office.

"Zhiqing, can you give the CEO's coffee?" Song Wei looked at Mo Yinan's gloomy face, afraid that he would sweep the typhoon again.

"Weiwei, are you afraid of the president?" So, his poker face seemed to everyone owed him money, it would be strange if he wasn't afraid.

Song smiled and pushed Ye Zhiqing, "Zhiqing, you will give the CEO's coffee..." After saying that, Song Wei's thirty-six strategies were the best strategy.

Ye Zhiqing had to make coffee for the demon himself. After all, she had to learn more from Song Wei when she was working. Put down her bag, Ye Zhiqing walked into the tea room and started making coffee. She drank coffee early in the morning. Isn’t it good? I don’t know if he had breakfast so early?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqing made a cup of coffee, a glass of milk, and a few pieces of sandwiched biscuits. Seeing that the dead man had invited her to a big meal, this was her own treasure. Unless she was very hungry, she would never be willing to eat it.

Ye Zhiqing knocked on the door and then walked in. Mo Yinan lowered his head and was reviewing the documents. In fact, as long as he didn't scold others, he looked really handsome.

Ye Zhiqing put the coffee in front of him and then brought out the milk, "Well, have you had breakfast? If not, please don't drink coffee first. I'll make a glass of milk for you, and I'll pick it up..." Heart biscuits, but the last few words, under Mo Yinan's fierce glare, Ye Zhiqing swallowed the words back.

Ye Zhiqing was still touching the glass of milk. Did she meddle in other people's business a little? Forget it, don't be a slut, "That, if you don't like it, I'll take it away immediately..." After saying that, he picked up the milk as if he was running away and was about to leave.

"Stop..." Mo Yinan was a little surprised. When did this woman become so generous? When did she think that she actually cared about him, she was a little surprised and happy, but this woman...

Ye Zhiqing turned around and said, "President, I'm sorry, I will never make any decisions next time." Ye Zhiqing probably was going to be scolded again, so she admitted her mistake first. It's my fault for all the mistakes.

Mo Yinan rolled up his hands and looked at Ye Zhiqing, "Ye Zhiqing, you have invited someone to eat, do you still want to take it back? Haven't your parents taught you etiquette?"

After hearing his words, Ye Zhiqing's eyes shivered, thinking that she deserved to be damned. What did she do with such kindness? Yes, her parents didn't teach her etiquette much, and they had already left her before they could watch her grow up.

Looking at Mo Yinan, he suddenly didn't know how to put his hand, and then asked carefully, "Does the president need to eat?" She regretted it. She was just a little secretary. Whether the president eats breakfast is related to her? It's better to starve him to death, so that the earth will be less harmful.

"Since you've sent it in, let it go." When Ye Zhiqing heard Mo Yinan's words, she felt as if she had received a silly order. She put down the sandwich biscuits and prepared to leave this high-pressure area immediately.

Mo Yinan picked up a piece and took a bite. It tasted pretty good, "Ye Zhiqing, bring in a few more pieces."

"Ah?...there are only these few pieces." Ye Zhiqing looked at him unhappily. Why? It was obviously hers, and she had given them all to him. What else would you like?
Chapter completed!