When she arrived downstairs at the company, Song Jingmian remembered, how would she get in later?
She lowered her head and glanced at the bag in her hand. The cookies inside had been scattered all over. But luckily not all of it was spilled, there was still a little bit left.
You can also let him try the biscuits she made.
Before entering the company, he called Xiao Zhang, but Xiao Zhang didn't answer.
At this point, she didn't dare to call Bo Jingci rashly. He might still be in a meeting at the moment, and she couldn't disturb him.
Xiao Zhang didn't answer the call right now, probably because he was busy.
She took a step forward and walked in.
The front desk clerk's attention was drawn to her as he walked in the door.
The girl in front of her is about 1.68 meters tall, with a slender waist and long legs, and milky white skin. She is wearing a simple skirt, which makes her small and clear. Her whole personality has a cool and cold temperament. Even through a mask, she can still feel that she is a beauty.
It looks fragrant and soft.
Just as the front desk was stunned, the beautiful woman suddenly walked forward.
"Hello, is your president here?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the front desk lady in front of her started shooting her inside again.
I couldn't help but feel contempt in my heart: Another one came to see the CEO.
She has worked here for a long time and has seen a lot.
Sometimes the daughters of some partners always find various reasons to see the president while the two companies are cooperating. Unfortunately, the president is cold-blooded and ignores these things at all.
They didn't even know they were coming.
Just because the president once said not to let irrelevant people into the company casually.
"Do you have an appointment? The company cannot let people in casually."
Hearing this, Song Jingmian frowned: "No."
Hearing this, the receptionist rolled his eyes inwardly.
"There's nothing you can't get in."
Song Jingmian: "Then can I wait aside?"
It was lunch time and people were coming and going. Later, Song Jingmian thought that she would meet Xiao Zhang down there later.
After all, she just sent a message to Xiao Zhang when she was about to enter.
"No..." the front desk said with a slight frown, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.
"Mrs?!"
Xiao Zhang walked up to Song Jingmian without stopping and asked in a respectful tone, "Why are you here?"
The lady at the front desk widened her eyes in astonishment and murmured: "Mrs...Mrs?"
Song Jingmian smiled through her mask, her eyebrows crescent, and she responded with a smile, "Yeah."
He turned to Xiao Zhang and said, "Is Bo Jingci up there?"
Xiao Zhang: "Madam, the president is still in the meeting. It will probably be a while. Do you want to go up and wait?"
"Well, you lead the way."
Afterwards, Xiao Zhang led Song Jingmian to the CEO's exclusive elevator.
"Fuck..."
The front desk couldn't help but cursed.
"The president actually has a wife?!"
"Yeah, I've never heard of that."
"I went to see her for the first time. She is so beautiful!"
Passers-by also stopped one after another to look at what had just happened, and whispered lowly.
Song Jingmian ignored it and blocked out those sounds after following Xiao Zhang into the elevator.
"Madam... why are you here?" Xiao Zhang asked strangely in the elevator.
He was a little shocked, but his good professionalism kept his face calm, but his heart was already bursting with excitement.
"Is Bo Jingci going to be too busy to eat again?"
Xiao Zhang: "Actually, the president will also eat when it's time. It's just that he's been busy recently, and the president's work habit means he won't eat until he's done."
Song Jingmian nodded in understanding: "So I'm not here to deliver food to your president."
Xiao Zhang raised his head and widened his eyes: "???!!!"
"Pfft." Song Jingmian was amused by his reaction.
"What? Aren't you welcome?"
"No, no!" Xiao Zhang immediately said in horror, "It's too late for the president to be happy that you can come. How could he not welcome you?"
With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived at the president's office.
"Madam, please go to the lounge and sit down and take a rest. The president will probably finish the meeting in about ten minutes."
Song Jingmian nodded.
Arriving at the lounge, Song Jingmian looked at the decoration inside, which was as simple and monotonous as ever.
The design is very rich and beautiful.
But it just lacks a bit of life.
She looked around casually, walked to the table, and found a photo frame on it.
Song Jingmian approached and realized that the figure above was herself, and she laughed helplessly.
"Mensao." She lowered her head and smiled.
At this time, there was a movement at the entrance, and Song Jingmian turned around and looked at the man who came in a hurry.
As for why I knew he came in a hurry, it was because he was panting slightly when he came in, his hair was slightly messy, and his chest was rising and falling slightly.
"Have you finished the meeting?"
She looked like a little daughter-in-law waiting obediently for her husband to come home.
She walked up to him with a smile and took his hand without hesitation and led him to the table: "Then let's eat."
After sitting down, she quickly opened the lunch box on the table and muttered: "Huh~ Fortunately, the food is hot."
Then he turned to look at the man beside him, but the man didn't look at her. Instead, he suddenly gently held her hand and frowned, "What's wrong with the leg?"
"And hands."
After saying that, he gestured to the bruised part of his arm with his eyes.
Only now did Song Jingmian notice that her arm was scratched, but she didn't even notice it.
She looked careless and smiled awkwardly: "Haha... uh... well, let's eat first."
After saying that, I wanted to break free from his hand.
Unexpectedly, the man tightened his grip.
He frowned and said in a cold tone: "Say."
Song Jingmian pursed her lips, trying to squeeze out two tears from her eyes, and looked at him with tearful eyes.
"Don't be cruel to me..."
Song Jingmian admitted that she was disgusted to death by him.
But this man typically takes the soft side rather than the hard side, and he won’t be soft-hearted unless he does something serious.
Bo Jingci looked at the girl in front of him, unable to shed tears. She looked aggrieved. She looked at him pitifully, and her heart almost melted.
He felt that his heartbeat was no longer in control and his chest was pounding.
He suddenly felt thirsty. Looking into her eyes, he sighed deeply.
"I'm not trying to hurt you."
His tone was helpless and full of endearment.
"Mianmian."
Song Jingmian's eyes suddenly lit up.
Why? !
He told me to sleep.
Is he not angry anymore? !
She followed the trend and said unreasonably: "Then don't be so cold in the future, okay?"
"I'm not cold."
"You have it!" Song Jingmian looked at him complainingly.
"You don't have the enthusiasm you had when you first got married."
She felt aggrieved: "Do you not love me anymore?"
"Is there another dog outside?"
Bo Jingci: "...?"
His eyes were a little confused: "Don't you already have several dogs at home?"
Song Jingmian: "..."
Oops...ran into a caveman.
"Apply the medicine first."
His tone was unequivocal, and then he turned around to get the medical kit.
