When Xiangcheng knocked on the door and entered the president's office with coffee, she saw Chu Feiyang with a thoughtful look on his face. However, she had no intention of thinking about his appearance and walked straight over expressionlessly: "Master, your coffee.
"
Dong Yizhuo couldn't help but tremble at the corner of his mouth. This was a unique title, but at the same time he looked at Xiang Cheng with a regretful expression. He was such a good flower, but he was finally ruthlessly destroyed by the boss...
Chu Feiyang's brows furrowed. He knew that the woman did it on purpose, but he kept calm and raised his eyes to look at her. He picked up the coffee and took a sip. He finally smiled and said, "There is progress."
"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Xiangcheng had a straight face and showed no reaction at all. Then he turned around and suddenly smiled sweetly at Dong Yizhuo, "Brother Dong, what do you want to drink? I'll pour it for you..." the voice shouted.
A soft one.
Chu Feiyang's face suddenly pulled down, and he was expressionless when facing himself, but he smiled brightly when facing other men?
Dong Yizhuo's little heart trembled uncontrollably. Facing Xiangcheng's smiling face, he could only grin, but it was uglier than crying. Isn't it clear that this aunt is dragging him into trouble? But he couldn't help but reply: "Thank you.
,No, no need."
"It's okay." Xiangcheng was very enthusiastic and proactive, "Coffee is not good for your health. I can make scented tea, which is healthy and refreshing. Just wait a moment." After saying that, Dong Yizhuo ran away quickly before he could say anything.
Got out.
Dong Yizhuo was flattered, and at the same time he was on pins and needles. He didn't expect Xiangcheng to do this to him, but he had already thought that the boss would do that, and couldn't help but swallowed: "Boss, don't get me wrong..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door opened again, and Xiangcheng brought in the rose tea that he had just brewed, and then personally delivered it to Dong Yizhuo: "Brother Dong, try it. If you like it, I will give it to you later."
I’ll help you soak it all…”
"Thank you." Dong Yizhuo nodded with difficulty.
"Why are you being polite to me?" Xiangcheng waved his hand, "Okay, I won't disturb you anymore, I'm going out." Then he turned around and left, treating Chu Feiyang as if he were nothing.
The veins in Chu Feiyang's hand holding the cup burst out.
"Brother Dong?" As soon as the door closed, Chu Feiyang suddenly gritted his molars and stared at Dong Yizhuo.
"Boss, there's a misunderstanding." Dong Yizhuo stood up hurriedly, "I still have work..." He was kind enough to send oranges once, and he had agreed to call after get off work. Who knew that this woman... was probably... The oppressor was furious, but why was he the one taking the back?
"Huh?" Chu Feiyang looked at the tea cup in Dong Yizhuo's hand, and his expression grew longer.
"This is for you to drink." Dong Yizhuo immediately put down the tea.
"Change your flight ticket to tonight." As soon as he turned around, a ghostly voice came from behind him, which made Dong Yizhuo's legs tremble. However, he turned around immediately, nodded and smiled, "Okay, boss."
After leaving the president's office, Dong Yizhuo couldn't help but wipe his forehead. Fortunately, he came out alive.