Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

"Well." Su Zhinian stared at the document and responded.

Cheng Qingcong was used to the appearance of Su Zhinian. He didn't say much and brought another breakfast to Song Qingchun.

When Song Qingchun said "Thank you" to her, she saw her eyes staring at her without blinking again. She smiled at her, and then she recovered and still handed it to her. A very gentle smile, and then nodded at her slightly, got up, and walked back to Su Zhinian's desk, with a smooth tone and a temperament to Su Zhinian, and talked about the urgent need for him in the company recently. Deal with things.

Su Zhinian did not leave his eyes away from the documents he was holding in the whole process of listening. He waited until Cheng Qingshang was finished, picked up the pen, and signed while asking: "When is the person in charge of SR?"

"Ten o'clock."

Su Zhinian finished signing, glanced at the time on his wrist, and threw the document on the side of the empty space, saying: "Wait for the personnel department manager to come, and then the business department, the finance department, the technology department... Each of them only has twenty minutes, so when they come to see me, they will use the least amount of time to talk about the most important points."

"Yes, President Su."

"Well." Su Zhinian took another document and looked at it. He suddenly shouted her name before Cheng Qingcong left: "Cheng Qingcong."

Cheng Qingcong stood still, Su Zhinian waved at her, Cheng Qingcong was puzzled for a while, before she stepped forward, Su Zhinian stood up slightly, close to her ear, with a voice that only two people could hear After speaking for about three minutes, Cheng Qingcong nodded with a smile while listening. Until Su Zhinian finished speaking, she said a word "yes" softly, and then just directed Song Qingchun, who took a sip of soy milk, glanced away and left the office.

Two minutes after Cheng Qingcong left, Su Zhinian's office began to come one after another.

No matter who comes in, he will take a look at Song Qingchun, intentionally or unintentionally.

The sofa in Su Zhinian's office is very large, but because of Song Qingzheng's sitting, he still did not signal to let people sit, just let everyone stand at his desk to talk about things.

Cheng Qingchun came in once on the way, carrying a big bag in her hand. She didn't go to Su Zhinian, but came directly to Song Qingchun.

After she put the things down, she smiled softly at Song Qingchun and said softly, "What do you need, just call me."

After talking, she smiled again and quit the office.

Song Qingchun flipped the big bag brought by Cheng Qingchun and saw that it contained various magazines, snacks and a computer.

This is what Su Zhinian ordered...Song Qingchun subconsciously raised his eyelids and looked at the busy Su Zhinian.

Just as when Cheng Qingshang first came in, when he was discussing official matters with his employees, he was devoted to approving the documents piled on the table.

Between his eyebrows, he is full of seriousness and concentration, and between his hands and feet, exudes the power and confidence of strategic planning.

He was indifferent by nature, and seeing women has always been very expensive, giving people a kind of arrogant temperament. At this time, he was working, full of devotion, calm and quiet, the kind of banality was more obvious, and it revealed from the bones. A kind of coldness that does not eat fireworks on earth.