Chapter 48

"Don't worry, it's all on me." Josh was very generous in his promise.

After breakfast, they each ate something. When Josh took the staff elevator to the 33rd floor, he happened to meet fan zhe coming out of the president's elevator.

While Versace was wearing a limited edition black handmade suit, with one hand inside his belt and one hand holding a folder, Josh was wearing a green cleaner's uniform, carrying a bucket and mop.

Looking at each other through a short corridor, it was autumn outside, and Josh suddenly lost his confidence.

Last night, I was so unhappy with this soul light. Today, what's the starting point to inquire about people's preferences?

"Give me a cup of coffee." Fan zhe had a straight face, as if the man outside the Josh's neighborhood last night was not him.

"All right, I'll be right there." Josh obediently agreed. When fan zhe entered the office, she began to murmur, "you really know how to pretend. If you have the ability, don't talk to me. Make your own coffee."

But with the excuse of coffee, Josh felt he had found the right opening.

"President, your coffee is ready." When Josh finished, he came to the big desk with a tray.

Fan Zhe is facing the computer. On it is a business report that gives Josh a headache. Instead of turning his head, he just raises his finger where he usually puts his coffee cup.

Josh frowned and put the coffee there.

"In accordance with your habits, put a sugar, a spoonful of milk." In recent days, Josh has observed fan Zhe's preference for coffee, thinking that fan zhe would praise or politely say thank you.

But fan zhe didn't hear anything. He didn't say a word.

Josh is in trouble. He ignores her. How can she ask him about his usual hobbies? Some things are not known by observation alone.

If he could, Josh would like to drop fan zhe on the beam of the house and beat him with a whip to extort a confession.

"What are you doing here? What do you think? " In the reflection of the computer screen, fan zhe saw that Josh's figure had not moved, and he suddenly spoke.

"Little whip." Josh is studying whether it is better to dip the whip in salt water or chili water if he extorts a confession from fan Zhe.

"Would you like a candle?" Fan zhe remained silent.

"You're filthy." Josh responded that if she didn't want to help Zhao Xiaoke inquire, she really wanted to turn around and leave, and now she had to accompany Xiaolian, "chief executive, what do you usually like to do?"

At last, Versace turned to look at Josh.

"I want to write a report to the magazine to help you promote it and improve your popularity." Josh was seen in a strange way, making up a story.

"I never care about popularity." Fan zhe said calmly.

"You're also a businessman. It's not bad to publicize it. My Chinese department at University definitely wrote about you." Josh boasted.

"All right." With an air of serious consideration, he took a sip of his coffee.

Josh took advantage of this time to take out his cell phone and prepare to record it.

"I'm usually very busy at work, and I don't have much spare time and hobbies. Recently I'm very keen on cats." Fan zhe said seriously.

"Cats are very independent animals. Do you like kittens or adult cats? Do you own a cat? " Josh connected the company's WiFi with his mobile phone, searched where there was a cat seller in the city, and prepared to buy one for Zhao Xiaoke. It would be easier for them to talk if they had a common hobby.

"Drunk cat." The path of fan Zhe.

Josh almost dropped his cell phone.

"A drunk cat found at noon yesterday." Fan Zhe's gaze enveloped Josh.

Josh doesn't have to ask now, but he knows that she's the one that fan Zhe is talking about.

I'm playing with her.

"I'm talking serious." For Zhao Xiaoke's future happiness, Josh forbeared and continued to be a matchmaker.

"What do you think is wrong with me?" Fan zhe deliberately tidied up his already neat suit, like a monarch facing the court, which was more serious than that.

Josh is so lucky that he can't communicate with this kind of person. He wants to go and is reluctant to live up to Zhao Xiaoke's entrustment. He continues to ask and answer questions. Fan Zhe is not sure what to say.

Two people a leisurely sitting in the boss chair, a tangled stand in front of the big class, the atmosphere of subtle embarrassment.

Fortunately, Cheng Canaan, fan Zhe's new secretary, knocked at the door.

"President, your guests are here."

"Let him in." Fan zhe ordered.

Cheng Canaan turns to go out, and Josh also turns and wants to leave.

"Did I let you go?" Fan zhe deliberately made things difficult.

"I'll make coffee for your guests." Josh is very dedicated.

"You don't have to prepare anything for this man." It's not like fan Zhe is joking.

Josina was bored. Since he was a guest, why didn't he have the most basic courtesy?

She really wanted to see which hapless guest had brought it to her.

Soon Cheng Canaan brought guests.

A white suit, gentle temperament.Josh's eyes lit up

it's Mu Xuan

"are you here, too?" Mu Xuan was a little surprised to see Josh's cleaner uniform

"cough." Fan zhe coughed on purpose. Do these two people think he is transparent

"I went out to work." Josh didn't want fan Zhe to say that she was eavesdropping on business secrets. She quickly slipped out. When she got to the door, she turned around and made a goodbye gesture to Mu Xuan

Mu Xuan waves goodbye to her generously

I'm not in the mood to work either. After wandering in the tea room for a while, I come to see if Muxuan is still there. I think I can see him again when Muxuan leaves

"it's noon. Can I treat you to lunch?" Without waiting for Josh to say anything, Mu Xuan took the initiative to invite him

"if he is ill, ignore him." When Josh saw that fan zhe was bothering him, he went up and came to Mu Xuan

anyway, it's time to get off work, and the CEO is in charge of the day and the land. Can he care who she has dinner with

under the gaze of fan Zhe, it's better to leave with Mu Xuan. You'd better be angry with fan Zhe and deserve it