One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

"Well, thank you."
After Zhuang Chuchu responded politely, she walked quickly towards the elevator.

According to the instructions of the front desk, Zhuang Chuchu, who had completed the entry procedures behind the personnel department, came to the top floor.

As soon as you step out of the elevator, what you see is not the busy and crowded environment on the 22nd floor, even a bit different.

In addition to the floor, here is the floor, the most worth seeing is the floor-to-ceiling windows that cover the entire floor.

Zhuang Chuchu raised her eyebrows slightly, and continued to walk inside. As she walked, a row of small rooms appeared in front of her eyes. There were more than a dozen of them, neatly looking like a landscape.

Among them, the one engraved with the words "President's Office" is the most eye-catching.

The door and walls of the office are all translucent glass with some complicated patterns on it. One can tell at a glance that the owner has very high taste.

Zhuang Chuchu quietly opened the door a little bit, and peeked in with extreme curiosity, only to find that there was no one inside, and then walked in openly.

Big, comfortable, spacious, luxurious, and stylish.

This was Zhuang Chuchu's first feeling from the office, and it was not an exaggeration at all.

The main style of the office is gray and black. The simple arrangement and grand decorations are in line with Long Muyun's temperament.

Zhuang Chuchu looked around happily, touching the sofa for a while, the vase for a while, and the famous painting for a while, like a child who saw something new.

Finally, she came to Long Muyun's desk, and her eyes fell on that attractive chair.

She suddenly turned the bright black pearl in her big eyes, and smiled slyly, as if she had some thoughts.

Sure enough, in the next second, she suddenly took a step, walked over briskly, and then sat down on the chair.

He sits on this chair and works every day?
Zhuang Chuchu imagined the man's appearance when he was working hard, his little face became satisfied and excited, and he couldn't help turning the chair around.

At this moment, the door of the president's office was quietly opened, and with a soft sound, Zhuang Chuchu immediately stopped spinning and stared blankly at the door.

I saw that Long Muyun was wearing a trimmed black suit, showing his perfect figure to the fullest, and his exquisite facial features were slightly cool, especially those dark and deep eyes, full of cold light, staring at him coldly. The "presumptuous" Zhuang Chuchu on his chair.

Seeing Zhuang Chuchu, she jumped up from the chair immediately. The next second, she smiled stiffly and waved to the man to say hello, "Hi, long time no see."

"go out."

The man glanced at her indifferently, ordered in a cold voice, then looked away, and walked quickly to the desk.

When Zhuang Chuchu reacted, she found that the man had come to her side in a few strides, and her heartbeat couldn't bear to speed up a little.

"Don't go?"

The man took off his suit jacket and put it on the chair behind Zhuang Chuchu. Seeing that the woman was still standing there, he raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

"Huh? Oh."

Zhuang Chuchu froze for a moment, met the menacing snowy eyes, couldn't help but nodded lightly, and walked out obediently.

wrong.

Just two steps away, Zhuang Chuchu suddenly stopped.

Obviously she came this time with the determination to get him, why is he leaving now?

No.

After thinking this way, Zhuang Chuchu turned around again, grinned at the man who had already sat down, and said with a high-spirited face, "Hello, Mr. President, I am your new secretary Zhuang Chuchu, please give me your advice in the future."