Chapter 7 Why is Secretary Shen like that 7
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As he thought about it, Tang Jin sighed again.
System 030 is a bit strange: [Master, didn’t you go out to play again because you hit your head, but you lost your home key, so you came to the company to sleep?]
Tang Jin: “…shuh.”
System 030 is unknown, but he still obediently stopped talking.
Just as Tang Jin turned on the computer and started playing the 5677 mini game as lonely as snow, the office door was pushed open again.
Perhaps she didn't expect that she would wake up. The young man who entered the door paused, but walked forward and put the lunch in his hand on the table, "Eat."
Tang Jin was also bored and was immediately moved when he smelled the fragrance of the food, "Zhou Zhou is so good."
She looked, "Milk Tea..."
Shen Zhou put the milk tea in his other hand on the table.
Tang Jin couldn't help but be moved and said, "Good Zhou Zhou, with you, I still want Qinqin, Nana, Lili, Selena, Xiao Fang, Xiao Yi, what are you doing?"
Shen Zhou endured the blue veins that were about to pop out from his forehead, took a deep breath, and his voice was cold: "Why aren't you hospitalized?"
Thinking about it now, her bloody appearance last night...it was fake to say she was not worried.
"Just break some skin, what kind of yard to stay in?" Tang swayed on the chair in the future. She was about to get up to get the milk tea, but suddenly she thought of something again.
"Zhou Zhou, Xiao Zhou Zhou~" Tang Jin pulled up his sleeves and showed Shen Zhou a circle of bandages wrapped around his arm, with tears in his eyes, "I can't use my hands."
Shen Zhou looked at her sincere eyes and looked at the food on the table again, "So?"
Her eyes became more and more sincere: "So can you call Nana in and feed me?"
Shen Zhou: “…”
Tang Jin continued to look at Shen Zhou with that very sincere look.
After a while, the young man whose glasses reflected and could not see clearly his eyes moved.
He walked around the desk and walked to Tang Jin who was sitting on the chair.
Tang Jin blinked.
The young man picked up the cup of milk tea on the table and slowly tore open the packaging of the straw.
Then he held the straw and inserted it into the cup.
Accompanied by some murderous aura that emanates from the invisible.
It was as if he was stabbing not the cup in his hand, but someone.
Tang Jin's blinking movements accelerated, and suddenly he felt a little panic.
Shen Zhou handed the milk tea with the straw in her mouth, lowered his eyes and looked at her coldly: "Drink."
One question mark after another began to pop up on Tang Jin's head: "Hmm?"
"Don't you want someone to feed him?" Shen Zhou said softly.
Perhaps he had decided to resign, but Shen Zhou suddenly no longer wanted to endure this young master who was as willful as a fool.
"Don't you want someone to feed?" The young man wearing glasses didn't seem to be holding a milk tea cup, but a machete that was about forty meters long and was placed around her neck.
The youth is like not doing what he said in a horror game, and the next second he will start chasing you and killing your NPCs, and he said coldly: "Drink."
Tang started to sweat coldly on his back.
Faced with such a vicious incident in which subordinates bully their superiors, Tang Jin of course...
Those who know the times are heroes.
She held the straw and whispered obediently.
Shen Zhou's eyes hidden behind the lens looked at her with an unknown emotion. After a while, he opened the lunch beside him, arranged the food, and used chopsticks to hold the rice and vegetables into the spoon, and then handed the spoon to Tang Jin's mouth.
The calm and rigorous young man now exudes an invisible black air that makes people feel instinctively unfathomable. The corners of his mouth are stiff, and the thick lenses are faintly shining with cold light. Even the words he says seem to have a strange sound effect: "Open... mouth... ah..."
Tang Jin...
Tang Jin opened his mouth and ate.
The young man raised his slightly upward corners of his mouth a little, and his expression, which looked like a smile, became even stiffer.
He started feeding, and Tang Jin, who was so scared by his sudden abnormality that he had begun to silently search for an emergency escape exit, could only pick up the food he fed him one by one.
This meal was so hard that Tang Jin couldn't eat it, and the taste was like chewing wax.
The main reason why she ate all the food was that she was frugal and didn't like wasting food. She definitely didn't give up resistance and enjoyed the feeling of being fed halfway through her meal.
Shen Zhou pulled a piece of paper, bent down and wiped Tang Jin's mouth, and left with the plate.
After eating, Tang Jin leaned against the chair and began to think.
Very good, she calmly went to the hall and went to the kitchen, Doraemon part-time treasure bag, all-around good secretary automatic money making machine, why is it so strange today?
Could it be...
Tang Jin sat up and his expression gradually became serious.
Uncle is here?
...
After feeding a certain young master and throwing away the garbage, Shen Zhou went to the employee restaurant.
The number of people in this restaurant order was already a little less. Shen Zhou ordered a meal and sat by the window and started eating slowly.
Today is sunny, and the large-scale lighting restaurant is also particularly bright.
Shen Zhou held his face and looked out the window.
Although his eyes looked at the building opposite the window, what appeared in his mind was that the bandage wrapped around his head was still as if someone was glowing as if he was obediently taking the food he fed.
Like a big cat who is super large and will snore as long as you go straight to the hair.
The young man's lips bent unconsciously.
The sun shone through his tall nose bridge and slender eyelashes, and the golden outline outlines a nearly perfect side face.
Even the old-fashioned black mirror frame seems to be coated with a layer of soft light.
There were more and more whispers in the restaurant.
Someone couldn't believe it: "That's Secretary Shen? Is Secretary Shen laughing?"
Someone was hit by the beauty and was in a trance: "It's impossible...I haven't woken up yet, right?"
There is an in-depth exploration of the reason: "Secretary Shen has won billions of projects?"
There is a second handsome guy in our company who is shocked by the famous yin and yang decline: "No, Secretary Shen is so handsome, mom..."
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Chapter completed!