Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

Yan Hui was a little depressed. She had lived a comfortable life for a long time, and she had long forgotten how office workers work from nine to five. She never thought that she happened to catch up with such a lively time.

When she was in the crowd, Yan Hui felt like a rare animal that had been watched all the time, with all sorts of unexplained sights hanging on her body.

She couldn't help speeding up her pace, hurried to the special elevator on the top floor, and then reached out her hand and quickly entered a string of passwords.

This password was given to Yan Hui by Ling Yue, it is a dynamic password that can only be used once, for her convenience.After a while, her fingerprints and irises will be entered into the system, and Yan Hui can come in and out as she pleases.

Seeing that Yan Hui entered the mysterious door so easily without notification or waiting, many people were exchanging mysterious glances quickly, and they no longer knew how many stories they had made up in their minds.

Yan Hui didn't let out a sigh of relief until she entered the elevator.

Now she finally understands why there are beautiful men in the Eastern Jin Dynasty who are "watched and killed" by the people who eat melons, because it is really scary to be exposed to so many unfriendly eyes!

Poor child, she still doesn't know that when she is with someone like Ling Yue, other people's eyes are nothing more than the easiest thing she has to bear.

"It's really good cabbage..." said a man who was already a little bald on the top of his head.

A very fashionable and beautiful woman beside him rolled her eyes in disdain, and yelled at him: "Are you trying to say that cabbage was raped by pigs?"

Before the man could answer, she said directly: "If someone is a pig, then what are you? You can't even keep up with the heels of a pig's hooves!"

In a word, it can directly bring back what others want to say.

The man choked half to death, but knowing that this was a cruel truth, he could only speed up his pace depressedly, and left this depressing place.

Many people even quietly took out their mobile phones and took pictures of Yan Hui...

The elevator reached the top floor very quickly, and none of the people in the president's office showed signs of getting ready to leave work. They were all typing on the keyboard quickly, and they were still concentrating on their work.

The working atmosphere is very strong, anyone who comes here will unconsciously become serious, Yan Hui lightened his steps, not wanting to disturb them who are still working hard.

However, she forgot one thing - today, she is wearing high heels.

No matter how light the footsteps are, the heel of the shoe will make a sound when it hits the marble floor.

Attracted by the sound, everyone at work turned their heads to look this way.Then, they saw Yan Hui approaching slowly like a black swan.

This glance is already amazing enough.

Yan Hui smiled apologetically at them, feeling very embarrassed for disturbing their work.

Unexpectedly, with her smile, everyone lowered their heads and worked very seriously, as if they were about to engrave "I'm busy" on their foreheads.

It was not only them who were amazed by Yan Hui, but also Ling Yue who was sitting behind the desk.

The moment Yan Hui came in, Ling Yue raised his head as if telepathically, Ling Yue never missed every step she took.

Heart, it seems a little disobedient today... Ling Yue pressed it calmly, why is it beating so fast!
Yan Hui also saw Ling Yue, she waved her hand and walked in with a smile.

Ling Yue's face softened, and he said, "You're here."

"Yes, I'm here." Yan Hui walked to the sofa and sat down, "Do you still have a lot of work?"

Ling Yue subconsciously glanced at the thick pile of documents. There were still many things to deal with, but he opened his mouth and said, "Not much, it will be over soon."

Yan Hui nodded: "You are busy, don't worry about me."

Although Ling Yue lowered his head and started working again, he had already made up a bad idea in his heart: all these tasks should be handed over to Qi Cheng, and he could accompany Yan Hui.

Thus, Qi Cheng, who was working in another office, received such a message——

Come quickly, get the files.

Qi Cheng saw that the sender was Ling Yue.He was a little confused. Isn't this all the information?Is there any additional information over there?

Thinking of this, he felt a little bit like scolding his mother: he used to be Party A, but this time he became Party B and realized that all Party A in the world are so fucked up, while all Party Bs are actually hard-working.

Sighing resignedly, Qi Cheng walked towards Ling Yue's office with heavy steps.

Before he walked in, he saw a slender figure sitting on the sofa with his back turned to him. That figure was very graceful, and it was charming to explore.

At this time, he hadn't realized that the owner of this figure was actually Yan Hui.

Qi Cheng winked at Ling Yue, showing a "tactful smile between men", and made a mouthful "Who is this"?
This guy thought that Ling Yue had finally enlightened and was going to do something that others had been imagining him to do.

At this moment, Yan Hui heard his footsteps, and when she turned her head, she happened to see Qi Cheng's mischievous expression.

She couldn't help laughing: "Qi Cheng, what are you doing?"

This voice is so familiar!Qi Cheng was startled, he turned his head following the sound, and saw Yan Hui.

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost when you see me!" Yan Hui was a little dissatisfied, she dressed up beautifully today, not to see your eyes!
Qi Cheng hastily laughed along with him: "How could that be! Didn't I see how beautiful you are today? That's why I was taken aback."

Yan Hui was quite satisfied with this answer, so she snorted: "Okay, you pass the test."

Ling Yue on the side watched the interaction between the two silently, he just wanted to ask: When did the two of you become so familiar?
But these words are really too sour, it is impossible for President Ling Da to ask the question out of his life.

Ling Yue, who was holding back his sourness, vented his emotions to Qi Cheng. He pushed the thick stack of documents on the table and said flatly, "These are all things that need to be dealt with by you."

What?Qi Cheng gasped!
Obviously, he just took away the documents that are twice the workload of those things!

Capitalists, do you really want to squeeze others to death?
Ling Yue turned a blind eye to Qicheng's accusing and sad eyes. He thought for a while, and then took another stack from the other side—"By the way, there are these."

This thickness is really astonishing, Qi Cheng said: He can't stand this grievance!

"Ling Yue, you, you obviously only have one-third of your workload, yet you're still planning to put more burden on me! Do you want me to die suddenly?"