Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Two days of relaxed weekends passed, and Pei came back to the office refreshed on Monday.

"Good morning, Minister ~"

"Good morning Xinlei ~" ...

Peige had a big smile on his face and greeted his colleagues in the office one by one.

"Sister Xinlei, didn't you have a rest last night?" After Peggy sat down, he looked at Pan Xinlei who was yawning and asked with concern.

"Well, my son had a fever last night, and I did not rest well overnight." Pan Xinlei nodded and said helplessly.

"How is that child now? Is it serious?" Pei asked, looking at Pan Xinlei worriedly.

"Fortunately, the water was hung last night, much better." Pan Xinlei said with a smile.

"That's good." Peig nodded, looking at the tired Pan Xinlei in his eyes, and said softly: "If it is too tired, please take a long time off."

"Now the company has just changed the big boss. It's so busy. How can I have a good holiday? I'm just a little sleepy. Don't worry." Pan Xinlei smiled and looked softly at Peggy.

"That line, if there is anything I want to help, tell me at any time." Pei Ge looked at Pan Xinlei with a grin and said seriously.

"Well, okay." Pan Xinlei nodded, you're welcome.

But, soon, Peig felt a little regret for his own words.

Of course not regretting helping Pan Xinlei, but because--

"Gege, the meeting held by the president in the afternoon, please ask you to help me attend the record. My head is really dizzy. I guess it will only doze off."

Peig looked dumbfounded at Pan Xinlei who handed the meeting book to her. The whole person was crying without tears.

Ahhhh! Why the annoying male public relations president is here again! ! And she has to sit in an office with the pesky ghost! !

"What's the matter?" Pan Xinlei asked Peige's expression with some awkward expression and asked suspiciously.

"No, nothing, just a little nervous." Peggy shook his head slowly and said softly.

"Poof! What's so nervous about this, don't think too much, you are excellent, don't worry." Pan Xinlei encouraged Pei and said with a smile.

"Ok……"

Alas ... why is her life so sad.

As soon as Peig thought of it, she had to deliberately scratch her hair into a henhouse, like a fool, and felt a congestion for a while.

For the whole afternoon, even if Peig was reluctant, he could only hold the meeting book, followed behind Sister Li, and went to the meeting room together.

"Gege, didn't I let you comb your hair and tidy up your hairstyle?"

After entering the meeting room, Sister Li noticed that Peig's hair was still messy like a chicken coop. She frowned and looked at Peig.

Peig pursed her lips and said embarrassedly, "I don't have a comb ..."

"If you don't have a comb, you have to use your fingers to manage it. Look at your hair. It looks like a white-collar worker." Sister Li looked at Peige's chicken coop silently and said disgustedly.

Peggy blinked and said softly, "I'll be rational when the meeting is over. It's important to have a meeting now."

Seeing that Sister Li had finally been put through, Pei Ge was relieved and spread the meeting book on the table in front of her, so bored waiting for the meeting.

In fact, compared to when she first discovered that male public relations turned out to be the president, she was not as panic as it was at first.

Especially, at today's meeting, she was really far away from the president.

"Good afternoon, Ji!"

Ji Ziming pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in slowly from the door. His handsome and indifferent face was expressionless. Although he didn't say anything, he exuded a terrifying sense of oppression. The staff in the meeting room were sitting straight and unconsciously.

Peig looked at Ji Ziming who had finally come to the meeting. Although she was quite far away, she still lowered her head and did not look at Ji Ziming.

Ji Ziming froze his face and glanced at the people sitting in the conference room. When his gaze reached the pale yellow henhouse, he frowned, staying a little longer than others. Seconds, then looked away.

"I held this meeting today, mainly to let you sit back to understand more about the current company situation ..."

Along with Ji Ziming's talk, Pei Ge also quickly remembered what Ji Ziming said in Pan Xinlei's meeting book.

The more she took notes of what Ji Ziming said, the more Peig felt that although Ji Ziming seemed to be just a vase man, it was really quite real, completely breaking her right. Some of his prejudices made her look at each other.

However, when there was only a slight loss of affection in her heart, this subtle affection was soon broken by Ji Ziming.

"I want to mention here, this is where we work. You ca n’t control what you look like, but on the image, I hope everyone can treat it strictly. If a person does n’t even manage his image, How can I do the work in my own hands. "Ji Ziming's voice passed through the microphone and penetrated into everyone's ears very clearly.

Peige listened to Ji Ziming's words, and couldn't help but feel that this man seemed to be targeting himself.

When she continued to listen, she immediately affirmed that Ji Ziming was indeed her!

"Like some people's hair, I really don't know how she has the courage to walk out of the house and let others see it."

"……"by! When I walked out of the house, it was very beautiful! Offer! If it were not for you, would I be able to hold a henhouse under the eyes of everyone? Jerk!

"I'm talking about the image problem. I hope everyone can pay more attention to it. Sometimes, a person's image represents a company. I hope you can pay attention to it." Ji Ziming's eyes glanced at him, sitting far away There is a henhouse with his head down.

Is it so obvious! Peige looked at her because of Ji Ziming's reasons.

"Have you heard what Mr. Ji said, next time you need to pay attention to a little image." Sister Li, who was sitting next to Peig, whispered.

Peig nodded helplessly and replied very quietly, "Well, I know."

But despite what she said, her eyes were filled with anger, staring at Ji Ziming, who was standing in front of the president.

Jerk! Jerk! Jerk!

I knew you would find me! Bastard **** bastard! !

At the open meeting, Ji Ziming, who was talking about his plan, suddenly sneezed without warning.

"Ah ~!" The loud sneeze made everyone in the meeting room startle.

Ji Ziming felt the gaze gathered by the people around him, and his expressionless face was as if nothing had happened just now, and the meeting continued.

However, in his heart, his appearance is completely different.

Damn, was anyone scolding him just now?