After a while of busy work, the already bright and clean office was finally made even brighter and cleaner. Xiang Cheng could not help but wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, nodded with satisfaction, and then went to the bathroom carrying the dirty bucket.
However, when she had just washed her hands and face and walked out of the bathroom, she saw Chu Feiyang standing at the door with his hands folded across his chest, as if checking the hygiene situation.
"Good morning, CEO." Xiang Cheng greeted him very respectfully, almost bowing.
"Did you do this hygiene?" Chu Feiyang turned his head with a look of dissatisfaction.
"Is there any problem?" Xiangcheng nodded immediately, "The glass was wiped, the table was wiped, the garbage was taken out, and the floor was mopped..." Damn, the window glass can be used as a mirror, and there are no bare feet on the ground.
With something stained with ashes,
"The problem is big." Chu Feiyang looked at Xiangcheng with his Himalayan brows, "There are finger prints on the glass, the corners on the floor have not been wiped, and the table has not been tidied..." As he spoke, he stretched out his
A delicate jade finger touched the back of the computer monitor, then stretched it out in front of her eyes, "What are these?"
The corners of Xiangcheng's mouth trembled. She knew that when working under Young Master Chu, one must adhere to two principles. One is that Young Master Chu is always right, and the second is that if Young Master Chu is wrong, then refer to the first one.
.So, she bowed her head humbly: "I will make rectifications immediately!"
The result of the rectification was that throughout the morning, Xiang Cheng kept going back and forth between the president's office and the bathroom, with either a rag or a mop in his hand.
Finally, Young Master Chu said compassionately, "Let's do this for now." Xiangcheng was relieved. However, as soon as he returned to his seat and sat down, the intercom caller came in again, because it was almost noon, and the person in charge of ordering food came in again.
The task naturally fell on her head.
Under normal circumstances, if you call to order food, you can have food delivered. Unfortunately, the restaurant that Mr. Chu wants is under-staffed for some reason today, and orders of less than 20 pieces will not be delivered. In other words, the entire president's office
The ten bento boxes ordered must be picked up by yourself.
I finally brought ten portions of fast food back from three streets away. Before I could take a breath, Mr. Chu asked for coffee again.
Well, Xiangcheng is a qualified subordinate and immediately went to the break room to make coffee.
Seeing the strong aroma of the instant coffee, Xiang Cheng suddenly smiled evilly, and then brought it into the president's office: "Master Chu, your coffee." He smiled extremely flatteringly.
Chu Feiyang raised his head from the computer, took the steaming coffee, put it to his mouth, and frowned almost invisible.
Xiangcheng looked at the coffee that had been brought to her mouth, and she couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Drink, drink quickly..." She couldn't help but clasped her hands, with a look of anticipation on her face.
Chu Feiyang suddenly moved the coffee away from his lips and looked up at Xiang Cheng: "My little maid has been busy all morning, she should be rewarded." After saying that, he brought the coffee to Xiang Cheng.