Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

"you……"

Lin Xiaoxiao held back for a long time without uttering a single word, Luo Qiuan was already impatient to spend time with her, "If you think it's not detailed enough, I suggest asking Director Yu to come over and give you—mark?"

Lin Xiaoxiao accepted the information aggrievedly. This kind of thing is too troublesome. Doesn't it show that her professional ability is not enough?
"Xiao Qiao, Mu Xin, I'm leaving."

Luo Qiuan picked up her personal belongings, wrote some analysis of some small flaws in Xiao Qiao's design draft, and put them on her desk. What Mu Xin needed more was inspiration. She put all the relevant materials and references she had found recently on By Mu Xin's side.

Xiao Qiao was moved to tears while holding this analysis. Her recent design has reached a bottleneck stage, and she has been unable to find the feeling of design for a long time. It is Qiu An who is caring.

"Qiu An, don't leave."

Compared to Xiao Qiao, Mu Xin was more restrained, "Thank you, I will look for you when I have time."

Luo Qiuan nodded, and then the uneven figure left everyone's sight.

As soon as she left, Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to look at the information in her hand. She failed to pass the special assistant to the president, and she didn't have a cooperation case for a long time. This is a very dangerous thing.

Lin Xiaoxiao turned over page after page, and suddenly realized that the slack in the past few weeks had left her with too much ignorance of this information.

Can she still be a jewelry designer if she can't even understand the needs of customers?
Lin Xiaoxiao leaned tiredly on the chair behind her, staring blankly at the drawing interface of her computer.

Ji Chenhao has relatively few special assistants, everyone has their own responsibilities, and she has a total of 4 special assistants, of which Lance is the chief special assistant.

Lance stood in the president's office with a slightly helpless expression.

"come yet?"

"No, boss."

After more than ten minutes, the man raised the question again, "Come?"

Lance shook his head, "No."

Ji Chenhao suddenly dropped the pen in his hand, "The work efficiency is so slow?"

"I'll go take a look."

But I couldn't help complaining in my heart, it took too long to announce the results, and it took time for people to submit applications and hand over the work.

It just so happened that Luo Qiuan knocked on the door, Lance breathed a sigh of relief, and when Luo Qiuan came again, the boss's mood had gradually become unstable.

"Chief Assistant, President."

Luo Qiuan greeted him politely.

The man kept a serious face, his thin bangs covered his emotions, "Lance, you tell her the main job, take her to her job."

Lance nodded respectfully, but he didn't dare to treat Luo Qiuan lightly. This woman who might stand by the president's side in the future, after all, is not an easy person who can melt the tip of the president's iceberg.

Only Ji Chenhao was left in the CEO's office. The man raised his head, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were dotted like a bright sea of ​​stars. This woman, knowing that he was the man back then, not only deliberately alienated her, but also played with lust So much drama, huh!

The man who didn't smile all the year round bent a slight arc, his cold and delicate facial features warmed up in an instant, his smooth lines were unbelievably warm, and the monotonous office was filled with brilliance.

There was another meeting in the afternoon that needed to go to other investors to discuss matters. Ji Chenhao took Lacne and left the company.

Every special assistant has an independent office, and Luo Qiuan doesn't know if this counts as a promotion for her.

She didn't know much about the work of special assistants, so Luo Qiuan simply looked at the work precautions Lance gave her in the office alone.

Rules and regulations are basically Ji Chenhao's habits and hobbies, he doesn't like to talk too much, and doesn't like to be stupid...

Luo Qiu'an suppressed his impatience, and read one by one. Ji Chenhao actually spent an hour with the cat at noon every day. He didn't have any important matters, so he was not allowed to disturb him.

Luo Qiu'an couldn't imagine that a person like Ji Chenhao would look after a cat, could he freeze the cat owner to death with his eyes?
Suddenly, most of the afternoon has passed, Ji Chenhao took Lance to finish the meeting, and returned to the company after talking about a dinner, passing by Luo Qiuan's office, the man looked down at his watch, "Lance, your name is Luo Qiuan Come to the office."

"Yes."

Ji Chenhao didn't wait long in the office when the woman knocked on the door.

"President?"

"Come in."

Luo Qiu'an didn't know why, when he saw Ji Chenhao subconsciously stood still, as if he felt uncomfortable wherever he put his hands.

Those sharp eyes seemed to know everything.

"President, what do you want from me?"

"hungry."

The man was silent for a while and spit out a few words. Seeing that Luo Qiuan didn't move, Ji Chenhao added, "Your grandma said that your craft is very good."

Luo Qiuan suddenly realized that this meant she was asked to do it.

"Ok."

Fortunately, the president's office is similar to a suite, with all the kitchen furniture in it.

The kitchen may not have been used for a long time, and there was a thin layer of dust on it. After Luo Qiuan cleaned it with all his heart, he found that there was no food in the refrigerator.

She could only ask for leave with Ji Chenhao to go to the vegetable market to buy ingredients, but this old man even urged a few times, "Hurry up."

Luo Qiu'an only knows how to cook a few home-cooked dishes. After buying the ingredients, she hurried back to the kitchen. She planned to make fish-flavored shredded pork, enoki mushroom and bean curd rolls, and bergamot lotus. I don't know if that uncle would like it?

The slim figure of a woman is busy in the kitchen, but Ji Chenhao looks at the document in his hand but is a little absent-minded.

The man stood up and walked into the kitchen.

The empty kitchen seemed to be filled to the brim all of a sudden, and the tableware and ingredients were arranged neatly.

The woman turned her back to him, raised the knife in her hand, and moved neatly. She looked like someone who often cooks.

Luo Qiuan washes the Flammulina velutipes mushroom, cuts off the head and tears it apart, cuts the bean skin into small strips, takes a handful of Flammulina velutipes and wraps it in the bean skin, and fixes it with a toothpick. leather rolls.

Fry on low heat until both sides are golden, pour in the seasoning sauce, boil it, then add appropriate amount of water starch, and use high heat to collect the juice. This is the last dish, full of fragrance, straight to the tip of Ji Chenhao's nose.

The man suddenly felt a little regretful that he had dealt with a meal.

Luo Qiuan's dishes were exquisitely arranged, with rich colors, and the three dishes made people look very excited.

"President, it's time to eat."

Ji Chenhao responded lightly, "It's been too long, I'm not hungry anymore."

A hint of disappointment flashed across the woman's black and white eyes, and her thin shoulders slumped slightly.

She is taking this job very seriously, and grandma's treatment cannot be stopped.

Ji Chenhao doesn't want to eat her food, is it because he is dissatisfied with her work efficiency?

Luo Qiuan tensed up and cleaned up the food on the table.

"Um--"

The woman snorted, and Ji Chenhao quickly rushed to Luo Qiuan, "What's wrong?"