Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Zhixi had to stop.

There was a polite and defensive smile on the girl's face. She was wearing high heels, so that when she stood in front of Zhixi, she could look at her levelly.

Because of her pregnancy, Zhixi has not dared to wear high heels recently, so she has not been able to suppress her opponent with her momentum.

She sighed: I know your president.

The female secretary's tone was slightly arrogant: There are too many people who know the president, I can't include them all, right?

Zhixi thought about it and explained patiently: I must have authority to be able to come to this level. This is enough to prove that I have a close relationship with your president, right?

The girl pursed her lips and still shook her head: Sorry, I still can't let you in.

Zhixi had no choice but to take out her mobile phone from her coat pocket and was about to call He Jingyao when Adam over there finally realized something was wrong.

Feifei, what's wrong? Adam came over and asked in a deep voice.

This lady didn't make an appointment, but insisted on waiting for him in the CEO's office. Qian Feifei complained, her clear voice carrying a hint of coquettishness and dissatisfaction.

Adam frowned and looked at Zhixi: Miss, may I ask who you are...

Zhixi was stunned for a moment.

No way? Although her appearance has changed slightly, Adam can't recognize her, right?

She pulled down the collar of her coat, revealing the lower half of her face: Are you Mr. Adam?

That's right. Adam's tone was still cold, I'm sorry, no matter who you are, the president is not here right now, and I can't let anyone enter the president's office.

...I haven’t recognized her yet!

Zhixi was a little depressed and had to take out her mobile phone: Then I can call him, right?

The president is holding a board meeting, I suggest you not to do this. Adam said softly.

Zhixi's hand that was dialing the phone paused.

She put her phone back in her pocket angrily: Then I can wait for him at the door.

Adam hesitated and nodded: Okay.

…

Adam and Qian Feifei returned to their seats and continued working.

Zhixi wandered in front of them bored.

When Qian Feifei sent Adam the schedule, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice: Special assistant, do you know who this woman is?

Adam shook his head: You'd better stay out of the president's personal affairs.

Qian Feifei's red lips curled up slightly: It's only been a week since I was transferred here. I don't know how many women I've seen trying to get close to the president... but I've never seen one so shameless.

Adam looked at Zhixi lightly and said in a deep voice, Maybe... this is different. Because she looks a lot like the president's deceased wife.

Qian Feifei's eyes widened in surprise: Is the president married?

Adam gave her a warning look.

Qian Feifei quickly covered her mouth, but couldn't help but said to herself: The president seems to have no interest in women at all. I didn't expect him to be married...

With her outstanding and enthusiastic work, she was lucky enough to be transferred to the president's office and became a member of the secretarial team. It would have been impossible for her to have close contact with the president without delusions in her heart. However, after a few days, she saw countless beauties coming one after another. Moreover, Qian Feifei had no choice but to put away the small thoughts in her heart.

But when she thought that the president had never had a woman, her heart felt like a cat scratching her head.