"What? Does that make us go back?"

　　 Li Xiaokai and several loyal "Zheng Dang" high-level look at each other.

　　 They are not stupid. If they go back like this, it basically means that this "MP4 and repeater" project meeting has died.

　　 "Mr. Zheng······"

　　 The corners of someone's mouth moved and they wanted to say something.

　　 "Why don't you leave?"

　　 Zheng Guantai tapped the porcelain bowl with a spoon "ding-ding-ding": "Are you going to grab my soup?"

　　The words have reached this point, and a few **** "Zheng Dang" left the office in frustration.

　　 "Xiao Zheng, there is no problem."

　　 Liang Meijuan seems to have also noticed the termination of the meeting, which seems to have something to do with this pot of soup.

　　 "There is no problem at all."

　　 Zheng Guanyi swallowed a sip of the soup, closed her eyes as if slowly savoring, her long and curved eyelashes quivered slightly, and after a while she said contentedly: "It's been a long time since I had such a delicious soup."

　　 "Hey, I just dealt with it blindly. Chen Hansheng hated me all day for cooking."

　　 Liang Meijuan was a little bit embarrassed, and said modestly: "The chefs in your family have better craftsmanship than auntie."

　　 "It's different. Auntie made it for me specially."

　　 Zheng Guanti said softly.

　　 Jiang Yunyun quietly raised her head. It was the first time she saw Mr. Zheng in this state.

　　 For these two bowls of soup at noon, Zheng Guanyi drank the most heartily, and as usual chatted with Liang Meijuan for a while, but when Liang Meijuan left, Zheng Guanyi asked more this time.

　　 "Auntie, are you coming back tonight?"

　　 Liang Meijuan turned her head and said in a very affirmative tone: "You must come over!"

　　 "Okay, I'll wait for you~"

　　 Zheng Guanti sent Liang Meijuan downstairs for the first time, and Liang Meijuan to the entrance of the factory for the first time. For the first time, he watched this long-winded middle-aged woman stroll away.

　　 This scene fell in the eyes of others, and Zhang Weilei said to Liang Xiaohai full of jealousy: "Brother Hai, let's not say that Chen Hansheng is so good, even his mother is so good, you will develop in the future."

　　 "Nothing, Haige, since I was little, I have never depended on relationships."

　　 Liang Xiaohai was also happy in his heart, the smirk on his face almost couldn't hide, and he took out his cigarette and shouted: "Come on, smoke and smoke."

　　Chen Hansheng has been a "turning face dog" since he was a child. Liang Xiaohai was a little frustrated with him, but Sangu is a knife-mouthed tofu heart. When the time comes to say a few good things, Mr. Zheng is happy. The position of the workshop director seems to be able to think about himself.

　　 However, as a personal secretary, Jiang Yunyun felt that it was not only the reason for the deep feelings and relationships.

　　 Mr. Zheng’s approach, she seems to have taken off a certain layer of shackles and faced Liang Meijuan simply as a junior.

　　 "What kind of identity is it?"

　　 There is a clue in Jiang Yunyun's mind, which is looming, and she is a little uncertain.

After Liang Meijuan left, Zheng Guanti turned back to the office, Jiang Yunyun hurried to follow, bowed his head and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, I have neglected this matter. I haven't seriously verified whether Aunt Liang will come here today... ···"

"do not blame you."

　　 Zheng Guanyi waved his hand and interrupted: "I will give you a task, which will be completed within an hour. You will become my full-time secretary in the future."

"What?"

　　 Happiness came so suddenly that Jiang Yunyun didn't even react.

　　 There is no punishment, there are rewards?

　　 Can I still be a full-time secretary for an idol?

　　 Going to the knife and down to the hot pot also have to take it!

　　 "Mr. Zheng, I promise to complete the task!"

　　 Jiang Yunyun didn't even ask anything. The most serious thing was to sting Hong Shiyong twice.

　　 Even so, gritted my teeth and did it!

　　 "There is an American sitcom called "Friends". It seems that the latest season is out. You can download it online for me."

　　 But unexpectedly, Zheng Guanti’s task is very simple, so simple that Jiang Yunyun thought she had heard it wrong, and she stupidly asked, "No problem, but what task did you say, Mr. Zheng?"

　　 "Download "Friends"."

"this one?"

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　　 In the afternoon, the gloomy weather for a long time finally started to rain, but it was not an imagined storm, but just light and fluttering filaments. The raindrops fell on the glass windows in an orderly manner, forming a thick curtain of water.

　　 In Zheng Guanti’s office, the strong coffee smell diffused everywhere, the heating and air-conditioning "whooping", and from time to time there was a burst of "goose goose~" laughter.

　　 "Little cloud."

　　 Zheng Guanti suddenly shouted: "You can help me make some coffee."

"Oh."

　　 Jiang Yunyun walked in quickly and saw the boss who was slouching on the chair, with disheveled hair, and his feet on the table regardless of his image.

　　 When did Mr. Zheng have this state?

　　 But she has to go back to the office to work overtime at night. During the day, she is even more busy and messy strong woman. Now this leisurely look seems more like a family style.

　　 Jiang Yunyun felt that the line in his mind became clearer, but it was still not sure.

　　 "Go ahead."

　　 Zheng Guanti glanced at her and urged with a smile.

　　 Jiang Yunyun didn't dare to talk nonsense, and hurriedly made a cup of coffee for the boss. She has just completed the downloading task of "Friends" and has been promoted to full-time secretary.

　　 "I may have to rest in a while."

　　 Zheng Guanyi ordered: "Anyway, you must come and knock on the door at 6 o'clock."

　　 Jiang Yunyun nodded. Mr. Zheng never took a nap before.

　　 But you must listen to what the boss said. At six o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yunyun gently opened the door and found Zheng Guanti was on the phone.

　　 "It's raining outside, let me pick it up. The car is very fast... No need, then you must pay attention to safety."

　　 Zheng Guanyi hung up the phone, shook his head and said, "Aunt Liang is too stubborn, so she has to take the bus by herself. I will pick it up at the door."

　　 The security guards at the gate were all boringly smoking and chatting, and when they saw the boss coming, they stood up and saluted them stiffly.

　　 Zheng Guanyi didn't see him, but Jiang Yunyun waved his hand to signal them not to make a sound or disturb the boss.

　　 Zheng Guanti at this time, holding an umbrella in one hand and putting the other in the pocket of a long windbreaker, his eyes silently stared at the misty light rain in the sky.

　　 "Tick!"

　　 Occasionally, rain fell on the ground, and a little dust was splashed on Zheng Guanyi's high heels, but she didn't notice it at all, or didn't mind at all.

　　 allowed the cold wind to move the hem of the placket, with a calm and demure expression.

　　 This is the princess Zheng Guanti.

　　 Although she is not as beautiful as Shen Youchu and not as sweet as Xiao Rongyu, she also has her own demeanor.

　　 Chic and independent, beautiful and intelligent, ambitious, wrist and principle.

　　 Jiang Yunyun is about to be fascinated by what he sees. If he is a good man, he has no means to provoke the boss, but he is just a little secretary.

"coming."

　　 Zheng Guanyi smiled, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

　　 Jiang Yunyun raised his head, and a familiar middle-aged woman appeared at a bus stop not far away.

　　 After the Queen Mother Liang approached, she happily raised her lunch box and said, "Hey, guess what soup did Auntie make for you tonight?"

　　 "Chayote and pig cartilage soup?"

　　 "No way."

　　 "Borscht?"

　　 "Not right."

　　 "Then I won't guess, unless you let me smell it."

　　 "No, I can't guess it, don't drink it..."

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　　 Jiang Yunyun stood in the back, watching his boss holding an umbrella and holding Liang Meijuan's shoulder intimately. The two talked all the way, talked and laughed all the way.

　　 In this harmonious and loving scene, Jiang Yunyun feels a little bit to cry inexplicably.

　　 Tonight, the Empress Dowager Liang cooked Shenling Baizhu Spleen Soup. After Zheng Guantai finished drinking, he chatted with Liang Meijuan for a while.

　　 This time the topic has gone deeper. Liang Meijuan talked about Lao Chen’s work and Chen Hansheng’s previous experience of mischief.

　　Actually, Zheng Guantai is not very interested in these trivial matters, but she is nostalgic for this atmosphere and cherishes Liang Meijuan's invisible attitude.

　　 It was 9 o'clock again, when Liang Meijuan was about to leave~lightnovelpub.net~Zheng Guanti asked again: "Will you come at noon tomorrow?"

　　 "You must come here!"

　　 Empress Dowager Liang is still affirmative as always.

　　 "Okay, I will continue to wait for you~"

　　 Zheng Guanyi smiled brilliantly.

　　 But the next day, the gentle drizzle suddenly turned into a torrential rain, and the big water droplets "cracked" on the umbrella. Zheng Guanyi started calling at 11 o'clock to remind Empress Dowager Liang not to come again.

　　 "What are you afraid of this rain?"

　　 Liang Meijuan stubbornly emphasized: "Auntie is less than 50 years old."

　　 Zheng Guanti was not relieved, she was waiting at the door from 11:30, her face did not have the calmness and calmness of yesterday, looking anxiously at the bus stop.

　　 At 12 o'clock, Liang Meijuan did not appear on the platform.

　　 called Liang Meijuan, but no one answered.

　　 The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the time has passed by one minute after another, 12:01, 12:02, 12:03······

　　 Every second, Zheng Guanyi feels more worried. She seems to have never worried about a person like this before.

　　 At 12:05, she decisively called Chen Hansheng.

　　 "How is Auntie?"

　　 Zheng Guanti blurted out.

　　 "Hey, how did you know that my mother fell, but fortunately it's not a big problem."

　　 Chen Hansheng on the phone was very helpless: "My mother, she just loves me so much. Now college students are lacking in nutrition. She even made a pot of soup to give me. It's too much trouble!"

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