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Chapter five hundred and twenty fifth

No one went to the conference room on time.

Song Yunyun was not surprised.

It would be strange if they honestly did not sing the opposite tune with themselves and went to the conference room obediently!

The office door suddenly opened.

Cheng Feng came in panting, "It's done."

It's done at the right time.

Song Yunyun said, "Thank you for your hard work, you can rest first. When will I send you a message? What will you send to the conference room?"

Cheng Feng nodded, "Okay, right..."

He was about to leave when he turned back and asked, "When will you forgive me? I really don't want to help you anymore. If it's a job, no matter how hard or tired I will not complain.

But what you asked me to do is your personal matter.”

Song Yunyun put down the documents in his hand, "Don't be anxious, you're busy."

"When will we wait?" Cheng Feng asked.

Song Yunyun glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "It's almost time to have a meeting, you can rest for a while."

"Have a meeting?" Cheng Feng said coldly, "When I passed by the conference room, there was no one inside. They didn't listen to you at all. What meeting would you do? Are you having it with yourself?"

"You have a lot of words, do you know?" Song Yunyun's face pulled down.

Cheng Feng shrugged, "I'm talking about the facts. Isn't it not popular at first? I won't let anyone say it..."

"You're enough." Song Yunyun became impatient.

Cheng Feng glanced at her, "You ask for your own blessing!"

After saying that, he closed the door.

Song Yunyun pressed the temple.

None of them made her worry-free.

She sorted out her wrinkled clothes because she had been sitting for a long time, and then straightened her back and walked towards the conference room.

There is no one inside yet.

She went in first.

Three:30.

Everyone walked in one after another.

Had been late for a full half hour.

None of them was as rigorous as meetings.

Use silence and silence to resist her.

Song Yunyun was not in a hurry to say anything, and sat like them, "At this time, everyone is hungry, aren't I? I've prepared afternoon tea."

She sent a message to Cheng Feng to send it in.

Cheng Feng distributed what he had eaten and drunk to everyone according to the requirements given to him by Song Yunyun.

The reason why he did this took him a day.

It's because everyone's food is different.

The drinks are different.

It is based on everyone's preferences.

Buy it specifically for them.

Some Cheng Fengs have to travel far to buy them.

On this day, he was like a porter, running around the city, harder than a delivery guy.

Everyone looked at the food in front of them, and no one dared to speak.

It feels like being held in control.

"I have learned a little bit about your preferences. I don't know, are you satisfied with these?"

No one speaks.

Everyone looked at each other, as if they were wondering, how much did she investigate them?

Even what they like to eat and drink so clearly?

"Are you invading your personal privacy?"

Someone spoke.

"that is."

Some people rushed in front, and more people followed suit.

"You investigated us and could we hold you accountable without our consent?"

Song Yunyun was calm and unhurried, "You have evidence, will I investigate you?"

“…”

Silence.

"You have been in the yard for a long time. Many people know each other's preferences. I will know that I don't need to investigate. As long as I pay more attention to you in normal times, it's easy to know, for example,

Yan likes espresso coffee, which is obtained directly through the pressurized steam, and is pure coffee, so it has a strong taste.”

Her eyes were on the woman sitting on the right, counting the fourth place, "I said, right?"

Many times, she is the one who rushed forward to oppose herself.

She just said that she was the one who violated privacy.

So Song Yunyun first named her.

Song Yunyun's eyes were very light and moodless, but instead gave people a sense of oppression.

There was a silence in the entire conference room.

All his eyes were aimed at Yu Yan.

The woman named Yu Yan lowered her eyes slightly. She said this to a colleague last month. How did she get espresso? She explained it to her colleagues.

At this moment, Song Yunyun called it out, and felt embarrassed.

Song Yunyun was not aggressive.

Instead, he smiled and said, "Do you know what flavor of coffee I like?"


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