Rescue Little White Flower

Zhao Xingyue's office is very large, and is simply divided into two areas, a hospitality area and a work area.

There is a sofa and a coffee table in the hospitality area, a kettle for health tea is placed on the coffee table, and a large mahogany desk is placed in the work area. No.

Behind the desk is a large bookshelf. The bookshelf is full of various large tome. The text on the books is Chinese and English, and there are many languages ​​that Shen Qingwei can't see.

After hurriedly looking at Zhao Xingyue's office, Shen Qingwei walked to the place directly in front of the desk, put her hands in front of her, and said in a low voice, "Good Mr. Zhao."

no respond.

She raised her head, but saw that Zhao Xingyue was looking at the newspaper in her hand intently, her expression was the same as when she came in, even her eyebrows hadn't moved.

She thought the other party hadn't heard, and then whispered: "Mr. Zhao?"

At this time, there was finally a response.

But the response was just a soft "um".

Yes, Shen Qingwei understood now that the anger she heard on the phone was not an illusion, Zhao Xingyue was really angry.

Although she didn't know where she had made the mistake, since the big boss in front of her was unhappy, she should stand still.

Shen Qingwei lowered her head, stood there, pinching her nails, regretting in her heart why she had to wear a pair of new shoes to work today, and the heel was worn to her, she felt that the forefoot was about to be crushed.

The room became quiet for a while, and the only sound was the sound of Zhao Xingyue flipping through the newspaper from time to time.

There was a knock on the door. After Zhao Xingyue shouted to enter, the secretary pushed in and sent the information in her hand to her desk. When she left, she gave Shen Qingwei a weird look.

What's wrong?

Haven't you seen Mr. Zhao use this method to punish people?

【What's wrong? She asked carefully with her mouth.

Shen Qingwei shook her head slightly, 【I don't know. 】

Zhao Xingyue: "Cough—"

The secretary speeded up her steps unconsciously and trot all the way out of the office.

Shen Qingwei lowered her head, her expression becoming more obedient.

Zhao Xingyue Fan Support Group—

Sister Min: "@李思思What happened to Shen Qingwei in your department? I think she was called into the office by Mr. Zhao for twenty minutes."

Li Sisi: "I don't know. Our department is also curious. Mr. Zhao called the person away without saying anything."

Someone asked: "That Shen Qingwei got into trouble?"

Li Sisi: "How could it be that she only came to report this morning, and she hasn't done anything yet. Even if she wants to cause trouble, she has to be stabbed."

She said to Miss Secretary, "Sister Min, what is going on inside, let me reveal it."

Sister Min: "Buddha says that you can't say it, you can't say it."

In the office.

Although Zhao Xingyue was holding a newspaper, she was looking at Shen Qingwei in the lens.

The high-tech developed by the Jifu can observe the subject at 360 degrees without blind spots, so she can easily see the expression on Shen Qingwei's face.

Zhao Xingyue put down the newspaper, "What's wrong, feel wronged?"

Shen Qingwei pouted, "Don't dare."

Zhao Xingyue: "Then who do you show your dissatisfied expression?"

Shen Qingwei: "Foot hurts."

Zhao Xingyue lowered her head and glanced at her feet subconsciously. With the lens in her eyes, she could easily see Shen Qingwei's torn heels and the toes protruding from the toes of her shoes.

She lifted her chin and motioned Shen Qingwei to sit down and talk.

Whether it was cutting or scraping, the knife finally fell.

Shen Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly pulled the chair beside her to sit down by herself, with her legs close together, her waist straight, her hands on her knees, and a well-behaved face, sitting more standard than kindergarten children.

Zhao Xingyue spoke after she sat down, "Your hourly salary is about 80 yuan, and you got 40 yuan just after standing for half an hour. Are you happy?"

Without waiting for Shen Qingwei's answer, she continued: "If you like, you can come to my office and stand every day. Anyway, if you look good, I will put a vase in the office. The salary will be paid according to the standard procedure every year. What do you think of your salary increase?"

When I heard this, I was obviously still angry.

Shen Qingwei's feet hurt so badly, how dare she dare to stand up next day, her head shook like a rattle, "No, it's Mr. Zhao, I'm not good enough for your office. I still work hard to contribute to Zhao's rise. Bar."

Zhao Xingyue was angrily laughed by her, she threw the folded newspaper in her hand on the table, and made a slap that made Shen Qingwei shiver with fright.

Shen Qingwei looked up, but saw Zhao Xingyue leaning on the boss’ chair, with two long straight legs resting on the table, and asked her, “You said that you work hard, you just serve tea in the office, take the courier, and take out to the garbage. ?"

"This kind of work is 3,000 yuan a month, and some aunts are willing to do it. Why should I give you a four-figure monthly salary?"

Shen Qingwei finally remembered, she thought she knew why Zhao Xingyue called herself to the office.

She stood up, bent down deeply towards Zhao Xingyue, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I understand."

Zhao Xingyue put her legs down and asked, "I really understand."

Shen Qingwei nodded vigorously, "I really understand."

An object was thrown at Shen Qingwei head-on, she received it in her arms with hands and feet, and when she looked intently, she found that it was a stick of aloe vera gel.

Zhao Xingyue: "There is a new pair of flat shoes under the sofa. I haven't worn them after I bought them. Our feet are about the same size. You should be able to wear them."

After she explained, she ignored Shen Qingwei and opened the file that the secretary had just sent in, but she didn't hear anything for a long time. She raised her head curiously and found out that Shen Qingwei was holding the aloe gel she had given her and twitched both shoulders. Yes, I was crying quietly.

Zhao Xingyue drew a piece of paper and handed it over.

Shen Qingwei took it, and thanked her face flushed, stepping on her hard high heels, and limping towards the sofa in the hospitality area.

Sure enough, there is a shoe box hidden under the sofa. Inside it is a pair of white flat-bottomed leather shoes. Just looking at the material, it makes people feel very soft.

She carefully pulled her feet out of her shoes.

Shen Qingwei took a deep breath: "His—"

He was hit with blisters on the heels on the way to work, and the blisters had completely broken at this time. The slimy liquid ran out, and the place where the blisters burst revealed bright red tender flesh.

The toes are not getting better, especially the second and third toes. The joints of both fingers are worn out, and the wind blows, and there is a cool feeling.

Zhao Xingyue didn't expect the injury on her foot to be so serious.

"Wait a minute." Shen Qingwei, who was about to rub aloe vera gel on her feet, looked up, and saw Zhao Xingyue stood up somehow, and was opening the cabinet under the bookcase behind her, looking for something.

After a while, she found a white medical box from the cabinet.

Seeing Zhao Xingyue kneeling in front of her, Shen Qingwei pulled her foot back in a panic, "I'll do it myself."

Zhao Xingyue directly held her ankle, "Don't move."

It hurts when alcohol is used to clean the wound.

It was so painful that Shen Qingwei wanted to scream.

But she looked at Zhao Xingyue, who lowered her head and used a cotton swab to clean her wounds, but she didn't want to make a sound, she just wanted to look at her quietly.

Her movements were very detailed and light, and she refused to let go of a wound.

It took one cotton swab one after another to treat all the wounds on her feet.

She just wanted to take her foot back, but she heard Zhao Xingyue say: "Don't move."

After the wound was cleaned up, the medicine was applied. It hurts when the medicine was not as good as alcohol disinfection, but her eyes were red.

Zhao Xingyue looked up and saw her red eyes.

"Why are you crying?" She held the paper box with the back of her hand and handed it to her, "Hey, wipe yourself, I'll wash my hands."

When Shen Qingwei left Zhao Xingyue's office, her feet no longer hurt.

Zhao Xingyue asked her to put the shoes in the cupboard and get them when she was off work, lest her colleagues find out that she came to the president's office and even took a pair of shoes back.

Zhao Xingyue’s original words were: "I told you to come up to talk. What is going on with your shoes when you go back? If you don’t know, I thought I was partial to the new employee and gave benefits on the first day."

Her consideration was correct, but she had forgotten the sensitivity of women to dress.

As soon as Shen Qingwei got out of the elevator, she glanced around with some doubts. She didn't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that the people around her looked a little strange at her.

Zhao Xingyue Fan Support Group—

Colleague A: "@李思思思思, Shen Qingwei, who was summoned by Mr. Zhao on the first day of work in your group, is back."

Colleague B: "Looks smiling, as if not being scolded."

Colleague C: "My eyes are red. I probably cried. I don't know if I should be jealous or sympathize with her. Although she got the opportunity to get along with Mr. Zhao on the first day at work, it was terrible when Mr. Zhao got angry. NS."

Li Sisi was dealing with the files at hand when she was caught by Aite. When she saw the news in the group, Shen Qingwei just walked in from the corridor.

At a glance, she found the clues in Shen Qingwei's body.

Li Sisi: "Fuck, look at the shoes on Shen Qingwei's feet, **** brand, Zhao is always a loyal fan of this brand, I see her passing through all the high-heeled series of this brand."

Colleague A: "?"

Li Sisi nodded at Shen Qingwei expressionlessly, and forced herself to move her gaze from her to the computer screen. The hand on the keyboard replaced the villain in her heart and roared, "I changed my shoes. Shen Qingwei still wore a pair when she came to work. High heels for a few hundred dollars."

Someone reacted: "Ah, ah, what do you mean is that Shen Qingwei went to General Zhao's office and wore back a pair of Zhao's shoes?!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xingyue's fan support group instantly froze.

They discussed what exactly Shen Qingwei's identity was. Zhao Xingyue was able to call into the office just to change a pair of shoes. The news that Shen Qingwei was punished for stationing from secretary Minjie was true or false.

Secretary Min: "Of course it is true, what am I doing to lie to you."

Li Sisi: "What do you think of Shen Qingwei's background? From her appearance, she doesn't look like a second-generation rich official. I still have this vision."

Someone speculates about their identities, "Isn't Shen Qingwei a graduate of S University? I remember Mr. Zhao had lectured at S University before. Maybe they are a teacher-student relationship, so I call them to give pointers?"

At this time, someone in the group bubbling.

"Who do you remember, the drink that Mr. Zhao bought downstairs yesterday?" The bubbling man threw out a □□-level message, "If I read it correctly, that drink seemed to be given to Shen Qingwei by Mr. Zhao. NS."

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Shen Qingwei raised her head blankly and looked at each busy office, wondering what was going on with her feeling like a man on her back just now.

Speculations about the relationship between the two are divergent. What is more recognized is that there is a teacher-student relationship between the two. However, there are more guesses. It is normal to guess that Shen Qingwei is Zhao Xingyue's distant relatives or something, and that the brains of guessing that the two are nurtured and nurtured have really opened up to the sky.

"Please, is Zhao always a woman? If you want to keep it, you should also keep a handsome little meat like me."

"Little fresh meat, just you? I don't take a **** to take pictures of my pleated old face. The opposite **** only breeds offspring, and the same **** is true love. Don't you understand? Didn't Mr. Zhao kick her scumbag fiancé before? , Think about it, although Mr. Zhao is clean and decisive, she is a woman after all. If she is a woman, she will suffer emotional injury. When she was disappointed with a man, Shen Qingwei, a gentle and kind woman, appeared in her In life, Mr. Zhao thought, okay a woman, a woman has a soft body and a good voice, and everyone of the same **** can be considerate to each other, so she was bent by Duang."

"Rolling, if you want to bend, Mr. Zhao should also be with me."

"Go go, shameless little hoof, will Mr. Zhao turn over my brand tonight?"

"Go away, why do you people covet my wife?"

Wife?

Seeing this news, Li Sisi made a fierce word and sent it out.

"Li Sisi—"

Hearing Shen Qingwei's voice, Li Sisi subconsciously switched the interface. Looking back, it was Shen Qingwei, and asked unnaturally, "What's the matter?"

Shen Qingwei's eyesight is very good. Although it was just a quick glance, she still saw the words Zhao Xingyue Fan Support Group at the top of the chat dialog. She smiled in her heart. She did not expect Zhao Xingyue's popularity in the company to be so high, and there are even special ones. Fan base.

I don't know if she knows.

Seeing that Li Sisi did not intend to publicize the fan group to the public, Shen Qingwei did not ask, but stood up, walked to her with the document in hand and asked: "Sisi, I want to ask about this place..."

Seeing Shen Qingwei's work smoothly on the right track, Zhao Xingyue's heart gradually relaxed.

She had nothing to do, so she simply used the shopping websites of this world. The prefectures didn't have such high-end things, or to be more accurate, even if there were, she wouldn't use it.

The life of a civil servant in the underworld is very boring. Unlike the heaven, where there are gatherings in three days, the days are more and more chic. Apart from the unfinished official duties or the unfinished official duties, the daily workload of each person is It is absolutely impossible to complete in one day. Everyone piles up and piles up, and piles up work for decades or even hundreds of years.

In this case, let alone buying new clothes and shoes, you can't even sleep, so there is no time to go shopping.

After returning to the world, although it was to do a task, life suddenly became idle, Zhao Xingyue was still a little uncomfortable.

The original owner’s clothes, shoes and hats have a dedicated person in charge who will update her every quarter, so there is no need for Zhao Xingyue to worry about it. Although the clothes on the Internet are beautiful, it seems that few of them are of Zhao Xingyue’s appetite. I think of Shen Qingwei. It seemed that there were few clothes that could be easily obtained. She recalled Shen Qingwei's size and simply added a shopping cart to her.

Her performance at work today is pretty good, these little gifts, just treat them as rewards.