Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Hearing this, He Jingyao frowned slightly, looked at his office, and said in a very calm tone, What's the problem?

This is a big problem! Zhixi said cautiously, Well, let me help you decorate your office!

He pinched her ears with a half-smile: If you want to find a chance to spend more time with me, just say so. Why do you beat around the bush, huh?

I'm not... She wanted to explain, but then she thought, since He Jingyao didn't notice the female secretary's little thoughts at all, why should she remind him, Then I will stay in your office from now on. Can half a day be enough?”

He Jingyao looked at her shining eyes and felt a little itchy in his heart.

Then you have to be obedient. His voice was a little hoarse.

Zhixi nodded with a smile.

After eating, He Jingyao took her to the lounge and ordered her to sleep.

Zhixi dragged him around for a while, but finally couldn't resist her tiredness and fell into a deep sleep.

He Jingyao looked at her for a while, then walked out of the lounge and closed the door gently.

Outside, Qian Feifei was cleaning up the messy plates on the table. When she saw He Jingyao coming out, she apologized in a low voice: President, I'm sorry, I accidentally burned the young lady.

He Jingyao glanced at her lightly: Which department were you transferred from?

Qian Feifei's face turned completely pale: Okay... the administrative department...

Then go back and continue. He Jingyao said casually, casually untying the cufflinks on his right wrist.

Qian Feifei choked up and said: President, I know my wife is very angry with me, but I am your secretary to the president, and my job is to serve you. In this regard, I think I have done nothing wrong. This The decision...is unfair to me!

He Jingyao probably didn't expect that she would say such words, so he looked at her in slight surprise.

Qian Feifei noticed his gaze and couldn't help but straighten her body, with a look of stubbornness on her face.

Qian...Feifei, right? He Jingyao glanced at her nameplate before remembering her name, You want fairness?

Qian Feifei nodded vigorously: I didn't know she was your wife before...

Speaking of this, Qian Feifei's tone was still a little sour.

The corners of He Jingyao's lips curved into a half-smile: I am your boss, and now I think you are not qualified for this position, so I want to fire you. This is my fairness. If you are dissatisfied, of course you will too. You can express your attitude and resign.

Qian Feifei's face suddenly lost all color.

Go out and take away those gadgets you got. He Jingyao walked to the desk, with a hint of sarcasm in his cold tone, This is my office, Miss Qian.

In fact, it was not that he had not noticed the changes in the office, but these small things had not yet touched his bottom line, so he did not take them to heart.

He wanted to fire Qian Feifei not because she burned Zhixi. If it was really just an accident, he would not pursue it. Zhixi might be more generous than him.

The attitude shown by Qian Feifei was what disgusted him.

…

Qian Feifei finally left in tears. Not long after, Adam came in to plead guilty: President, it's all my fault. The secretarial team was short of manpower some time ago, and the administration department recommended Qian Feifei, so I asked her to come over.