In a short morning, the office was full of people.

Three people came to confirm whether the meeting was to be held this afternoon, four asked how to deal with procedural errors, five confirmed the signing of contracts and orders, and countless others came to pour water and make tea for Shen Mo Chen.

Peach has a bad habit. As long as someone walks past her, she will habitually look up and say something nice. This is called high alertness. If you don't speak well, it means poor attention.

So in just a few hours, peach has assigned different nicknames to every single man who comes to the office.

The one with acne is called "brother acne".

The one with long hair and curly hair is called "Hualun classmate".

That fat figure, a smile on the top and bottom two rows of teeth, called "brother longmao.".

While giving them nicknames, peaches recorded the time when everyone came in and what they asked.

It was hard to get off work at noon, and the bachelors who were drilling into the office of Shen Mo Chen finally stopped.

Duan Yu was also disturbed by them, and his work efficiency was almost zero in the morning.

Shen Mo Chen holds a pen in one hand, and gently taps the desk with the other hand. His dark and deep eyes slowly sweep across the desk in front of him. There are eight glasses of water on it. These are the results of his subordinates' warm care for him in the morning.

Shen Mo Chen's sight followed these teacups and slowly turned to the peach sitting beside him.

Seeing that she was burying herself in the book in front of her and writing something seriously, Shen Mo Chen took away the notebook in front of her with a big wave of her hand, looked at it intently, and said in a low voice: "at 9:58, the elder martial brother came to ask about the procedure Report error. At 10:23, brother Li Kui sent a cup of hot tea. At 10:37, Lei Zhenzi asked about the new year Fake related matters... "

When Duan Yu heard the voice of Shen Mo Chen, he also raised a pair of deep and clear eyes. His eyes were full of laughter and fell on peach.

"What is this?" Shen Mo Chen's slender fingers held peach's notebook, raised a pair of delicate eyebrows and looked at her obliquely.

“…… That is, record... " Peach took a look at the note and replied in some annoyance.

"Oh What about the report you asked you to write for me? " Shen Mo Chen put his notebook back in front of the peach and asked casually.

"So many people report to your office in the morning, where can I calm down to write a report for you It's so noisy... " Peach chucked her mouth unhappily and looked at Duan Yu, who was sitting opposite him. She complained, "I don't believe Duan Yu can work efficiently in this situation..."

"Well..." Duan Yu smiles and nods slightly, which means he agrees with peach.

"See..." Peach turned to look at Shen Mo Chen and spread out her hands towards him. She couldn't help but sympathize: "you have to deal with so many people every day It's so

Peach's voice pauses, thinking carefully about his being in this place. Should we say that he is "hard" or "happy"

I really can't see that these big five and three thick boys are so delicate that even the expert said "drink eight glasses of water every day" are well prepared for Shen Mo Chen.

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