Pei Ge shook his head and looked into Ji Ziming's eyes. There seemed to be an illusion that he was closely watched by the hunter. Such eyes are really terrible.

"What I want to do is what you think now. What do you think?"

Ji Ziming leaned forward and looked at Peige's eyes more and more indifferent and helpless. What kind of situation does this stupid woman want him to say before she can understand his good intentions.

"You've gone bad."

Peige blinked and stopped looking at Ji Ziming.

"The old saying goes that men are not bad and women don't love, isn't it, dear Madam President?"

Ji Ziming was bored. He only saw that Peige's cheeks began to turn red, and the whole person showed a pink temperament.

"Dear Madam President, I'm going to the branch office now. You can go home and rest or wait here for me to come back."

Ji Ziming stood up, and the sunshine behind him was making way for the man.

"I'm here waiting for you to come back. I just want you to come back."

Peige looked up at Ji Ziming and said that his beautiful eyes were full of tenderness. In this quiet morning, there was a faint fragrance of lilies floating gently in the air.

"Well, how about waiting for me to come back and fighting with you for another 300 rounds tonight?"

Ji Ziming walked to Peige's side. His slender fingers gently stirred Peige's chin, and his eyes looked at each other for a long time.

"Don't run away with others when I don't come back. Wait for me here and I'll come back."

Lips close, leaving the moment, a few strands of silver lingering.

"OK, I'll wait for you to come back."

It's very much like the scene when the newlyweds want to say goodbye. Peige grabs Ji Ziming's palm, and a small meat is all in Ji Ziming's palm.

"Madam, I love you."

The lily bud suddenly opened, and the aroma in the air was much thicker. The two people were in this aroma, and the confusion in their eyes gradually peeled off. In this love, they were destined to stop and walk together.

"I know."

Pei Ge smiled. Of course, she knew that Ji Ziming loved her, and she also loved Ji Ziming deeply.

That heart has been beating with his actions. The closer she is, the more she feels happy and excited. The sudden separation is a little uncomfortable.

"Well, I'll go."

Not long after the lingering time, Peige was left alone in this huge president's office.

Just not long after Ji Ziming left, someone came in knocking on the glass door.

"Madam President, you are here."

Song Xueyi came in with a green document and smiled. Peige's eyes were full of ridicule.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Perhaps after being with Ji Ziming for a long time, Peige also learned to respond indifferently to the people and things around him.

"Madam, this is the recent transfer letter of the personnel department. The manager asked me to come to the president or his wife to confirm it. It seems... The President..."

Peige raised his head and looked at Song Xueyi looking into the inner room, and walked past the room.

The room hasn't been cleaned up yet. Peige hasn't called aunt cleaning to come in. If song Xueyi sees it, I don't know how much romantic misunderstanding will be caused among female employees.

"The president is not here. Since he sent the documents, you can put the documents here and you can go."

Peige stopped his work and leaned on the chair to look at Song Xueyi. Her figure was beautiful, tall and her skin was very delicate. It could be seen that she was not a woman from an ordinary family.

It's just that this face feels strange in any way. It's like making a new face according to someone's appearance.

"Well, madam, here are the documents."

Song Xueyi stopped to go to the room, turned and walked in front of Peige, put the documents on the table, but didn't leave immediately.

"What? Do you have anything else?"

Peige opened the document sent by song Xueyi, looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but continue to ask, "or did you come in to see the president and see that the president is not here? Is it particularly disappointing?"

"No, No."

Song Xueyi quickly denied that she was hiding her caution in her apricot eyes.

"Madam, you misunderstood. I didn't come to see the president specially. I'm just a little curious. When did you put so many pots of flowers and plants in such a large president's office?"

Peige followed song Xueyi's eyes and saw that the pots of flowers and plants were left by Peige when he was in the company.

Just in front of her, song Xueyi seems to be very familiar with the president's office, even more familiar than Peige. Otherwise, how else would she know how many pots of flowers and plants would come out of thin air in Ji Ziming's office.

"I put it. Anything else?"

Pei GE's voice was cold, and his eyes looked at him again.

Song Xueyi's face... Looks like a person, and this person is Peige himself.

"No, no, I just asked casually. There are rumors everywhere in Beijing about how cold the president's office is. It makes our president look like a God who is not human fireworks. As a newcomer, I will naturally be curious about the president's private life."

Song Xueyi answered seamlessly, as if she were a poor and innocent newcomer in the workplace. It seems that her special curiosity about Ji Ziming's private life is a necessary condition for her.

"Then you should remember now that you should not be so curious about your boss's private life in the future, and don't think about how to be superior. It's the most important to do your own work well. You are a very smart girl. I think you should understand what I said?"

Pei Ge looked at Song Xueyi coldly and looked at the person whose eyes were so similar to his own.

"OK, I see, Madam President."

Song Xueyi nodded and pretended to be clever.

"Well, if you have nothing else to do, go down."

Peige no longer looked at Song Xueyi, but looked down at the document in her hand. At a glance, she saw song Xueyi's name appeared in the line of manager assistant in the personnel department.

The little girl has become a manager assistant since she came to the company. It seems that she can do it.

"Madam President, I heard that the coffee that the president likes to drink comes from a very unknown town. I also heard that the president's favorite suit is the one with maple leaves embedded on the buttons. I also heard that the favorite of the president's famous car is the precious black Rolls Royce. It's not because of the expensive and status of the car. He just likes the car."