99 degrees of favor

Su Xiaoxiao took a step forward, and was deeply attracted by the interior decoration of the restaurant. The restaurant has an appearance of [-] square meters, with blue crystal products, complicated crystal lamps, crystal dining tables, and various precious wine glasses hanging on the crystal display racks. , it can be seen that the president is a person with a delicate life.

"Su Xiaoxiao." Ji Rufeng had already sat down, staring at this distracted girl for a long time.

"Huh?" She recovered.

He pointed to the chair opposite, "Come and sit, what's so awkward?"

"I, can... eat here too?" Su Xiaoxiao did have a big question in her mind. She didn't know if this was the special assistant's privilege or a temporary exception.

She was even thinking, if Ji Rufeng left, would she sit here face to face with the president?Thinking about it makes you panic, right?

Ji Rufeng smiled elegantly, and said like a gentleman, "At least today." As for the future, it was up to Brother Sheng to decide.

Su Xiaoxiao walked towards him and sat awkwardly opposite him. Is it really appropriate to cut first and play later?It can also be said to be cut first.

Today's lunch is very rich, the table is full of famous Italian dishes, but there are only two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

"President, he..."

"He's gone to a meeting. We'll eat first, and after we're done, we'll have to familiarize you with the department. How can we get energy if we don't eat? It's best to run the entire Sheng Group today and tomorrow." Ji Rufeng said, giving her Filled with rice, "Remember to bring an extra notebook tomorrow, I guess there will be more content tomorrow."

"Oh." Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were darkened after receiving his bowl of rice, "Thank you."

This meal, Su Xiaoxiao ate very cautiously. She kept thinking that if he came to eat in the CEO's private area without his permission, he would be angry, right?

I have been worrying about whether he will be angry, but I am actually worried that I will be scolded.I always feel that the president is a serious and indifferent person.

Ji Rufeng is also the only son of a famous Wang family. He has been in the upper class since he was a child, and his family education is very good. During the meal, no matter how casual he was, he never chatted with her. Every movement he made was calm and elegant, revealing his uniqueness. There is charm.

Just when Su Xiaoxiao finished his meal, put down his chopsticks, and was about to reach out to wipe out a wet tissue, he paused his fingers and looked sideways, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw the tall black figure not far away.She turned her eyes, and saw that man with extraordinary temperament—Sheng Yu.

And he, since when, has been staring at her, with no extra expression on his perfect face.

Time seemed to stand still.

Su Xiaoxiao got up quickly, and when she touched the leather chair, her voice was particularly abrupt, "Hello, President!"

It was only then that Ji Rufeng realized that Sheng Yu was coming, he was stunned for a second, "Brother Sheng, it's time to eat."

Shengyu's eyes met Su Xiaoxiao's, he was as calm as a statue, but she became more and more flustered.

She bit her lip secretly, looking like she had done something wrong.

She was still thinking about how to open her mouth to explain something, but Sheng Yu had already started walking towards Su Xiaoxiao.

She could feel the heavy coercion in that step, and she was inexplicably nervous.

However, Shengyu dragged out the leather chair without saying a word, and the moment he sat down, some fresh dishes, brand-new bowls and chopsticks, and red wine were presented by the Italian named "Weiss".

Ji Rufeng stood up, took out two wet tissues, and handed one of them to Su Xiaoxiao who was standing opposite.

She was too reserved to even say 'thank you'.

"Brother Sheng, it's Xiaoxiao's first day here, and she has a lot of work today, so... I asked her to come here for dinner." If you want to blame, blame me.

Ji Rufeng looked at the stern and extraordinary man sitting across from him, and he explained it.

Holding the Riedel limited-edition goblet, Shengyu looked up at the man and the woman beside him, his thin lips slightly parted, and his voice was cold, "Don't explain what you have done, no matter how sorry, it has already happened, right? "

There was no emotion in his tone.