"No, it's just a little juice, it won't affect anything."

On the way to the president's office, Eleven followed Shen Nanyan. Chen Nanyan's pace accelerated and she followed. Chen Nanyan slowed down, and she also slowed down. The two of them kept a distance of not far or near, just right.

From time to time, employees around him greeted Chen Nanyan, and the men just responded very lightly.

In this way, I came to Chen Nanyan's office.

"You go and sit there, the bookshelf is there, and you want to read any books to get it yourself."

Eleven looked up and saw that the man had obvious jaw lines. He was sitting at the desk with his big hands crossed with clear joints, and was about to work.

"good."

After responding softly, Eleven withdrew their gaze and a quiet smile appeared on their faces.

She probably couldn't use the books on the bookshelf. She took out the script from her bag and walked to the sofa to sit down.

This script is very accurate and worth spending more time thinking about it.

About half an hour later, the office door was knocked, and Eleven's eyes moved from the book to the door.

There, Chen Nanyan's special assistant Mo Xiaojing walked in.

"Mr. Shen."

He was wearing a black dress and his hair was tied behind him with regular hair, and he was shrewd and capable.

The face with delicate makeup had delicate facial features, and it was the kind of woman who felt amazing at first glance.

After a long time of reservation, Eleven took back their gaze, and at the same time, Mo Xiaojing's voice came from his ears again.

"Madam of the President."

Eleven looked over with a smile and nodded politely to Mo Xiaojing.

"Hello Mott help."

After the words came, she withdrew her gaze.

Mo Xiaojing looked at her for a long time, looked at Chen Nanyan, and said with a respectful tone: "Mr. Chen, this is the clothes you arranged to buy, I've bought them."

Chen Nanyan's speech speed was not fast or slow, and his eyes never left the documents in his hand: "Just put them there."

Mo Xiaojing was stunned for a moment: "Don't Chen, don't you need to let your wife look at it? What if the size is not right?"

"No, you can go out and do your business."

Mo Xiaojing: ""

"good."

The office was quiet again, and Eleven looked up curiously because of Mo Xiaojing's words just now.

Chen Nanyan also got up at this time, took the handbag on the desk and walked towards her.

"Swap this."

Shi Qi turned his eyes down, "What is this?" She asked while taking the bag.

"clothing."

Eleven was stunned for a moment, and pursed his lips and smiled: "Thank you."

Chen Nanyan didn't say anything anymore, and turned around and walked towards the desk.

When Eleven thought of Mo Xiaojing who had just come in, he walked towards the lounge with a bag and said, "Mote Assistant's work ability is really great."

Chen Nanyan looked up and saw Duan Shiyi had already walked into the lounge. His ink-colored eyes were half-closed, and he had not come back to his senses for a long time.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Nanyan finally finished his work.

The two of them came to the renovated Ye's house together, which was almost six o'clock.

The renovated Ye’s house is exactly what it used to be. For Ye Xingchen and Eleven, this is a kind of nostalgia for their deceased relatives.

The villa is brightly lit, and in the living room, Ye Xingchen is sitting on the sofa watching the latest financial news.

Eleven changed into slippers and walked over: "Sister."

"Here you come." Ye Xingchen stood up.

Chen Nanyan also came over: "Sister."

Ye Xingchen nodded: "President Shen, it's really rare to see you."
Chapter completed!