Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

"I haven't eaten it yet, and I didn't even move my chopsticks, but Young Master Song, it's not good if we share a bowl of noodles. If you haven't eaten breakfast, just eat my bowl of noodles, and I won't eat it." Yes, I have had breakfast in the morning."

Qiao Wan said so, and immediately pushed the bowl of noodles in front of her to Song Yanshu.

Song Yanshu looked at Qiao Wan, his eyes were cold: "What? Do you hate me?"

Qiao Wan broke into cold sweat: "Song Shao, the conscience of heaven and earth, how dare I despise you!"

"It's not that I dislike me, just find a bowl and chopsticks and share it. I can't eat so much by myself." Song Yanshu said, and sat down on the small sofa next to Qiao Wan, just opposite to Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan has a headache, what's wrong with Song Yanshu today?

The colleague with keen eyesight quickly sprinted to the area where a few sets of bowls and chopsticks were placed so that they could start a small stove when they were hungry, and took two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet inside.

"Come on, President, Secretary Qiao, look here." The colleague put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand as he said so, and there was a small spoon in it for scooping up soup.

Qiao Wan swallowed her saliva, seriously suspecting that if Song Yanshu started sandwiching the noodles first, she would directly sandwich them together, so the colleague next to her would have to fry the pan.

To be on the safe side, she immediately grabbed the chopsticks and began to pick up the noodles in the bowl.

On the surface, the colleagues next to them were working hard at their own workstations, but they were secretly paying attention to Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu's situation.

They couldn't believe that Secretary Qiao, who usually looked very tall, would rush to eat when he was having dinner with the president. Aren't they afraid of scaring the president to fire her?

Tsk tsk tsk, they suddenly began to envy Secretary Qiao, who was able to get so close and invisible to the president. If they had such a good opportunity, they would be able to live a few years less.

It's a pity that such a good opportunity may not be destined for them in this life.

"Why are you in such a hurry, afraid that I will snatch it from you?" Song Yanshu sat across from him with a half-smile.

Qiao Wan felt that he must have done it on purpose because their relationship couldn't be exposed in the company, so it was useless to make her nervous!

"No, President, I want to take the initiative to pick it up for you. Really, this big pig's trotter looks delicious, come here, come, President!" Qiao Wan said, and took a big bowl of noodles. The bowl was handed over, and the chopsticks were served.

Song Yanshu looked down at the noodles with all the meat in his bowl. It seemed that there was no meat in the big bowl before.you
He didn't start eating, but just watched Qiao Wan continue sandwiching noodles for himself.

Qiao Wan's scalp felt a little numb.

Eating noodles with Song Yanshu under the eyes of everyone in the office, she felt no different from the monkeys in the zoo at the moment.

After she made noodles for herself, Qiao Wan was ready to eat them in front of her.

Song Yanshu snatched the noodles from Qiao Wan's hand, and pushed the bowl of noodles in front of her to Qiao Wan: "This pig's knuckle noodle is prepared for you, of course the pig's knuckle meat is for you to eat, otherwise it will look like me." Taking advantage of the employees." You
As Song Yanshu said, he had already started to eat, and Qiao Wan couldn't even change it back right away. It was extremely tragic to see the pork knuckles in his bowl full.

Even if she has never eaten with the chopsticks in her hand, she can't put food in Song Yanshu's bowl from the bowl in front of her, so she can't tell what it will be called in the eyes of other colleagues.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and eat noodles with chopsticks, and she didn't dare to eat meat.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the small reception area outside the office was strange.

As the big boss, Song Yanshu was actually eating a bowl of noodles that looked no different from Qingshui noodles.

And Qiao Wan, as a secretary, is eating noodles full of meat. This exaggerated contrast is poor, who can bear it!

The courageous employee immediately secretly took a photo and sent it to the gossip group for gossip.

Voices of envy came from all directions.

Qiao Wan felt that this was the most tangled noodle she had ever eaten in her life.

It's inappropriate not to eat the meat in the bowl, eat it, and see that Song Yanshu on the opposite side doesn't have a piece of meat, just eat noodles in clear soup.

"Young Master Song, you probably can't get used to this kind of noodles. How about I order you a takeaway? You don't want to eat it?" Qiao Wan took a few mouthfuls of noodles and said leisurely.

"No, the taste is quite good. The skill of making this noodle for you is good. You can get a raise in salary. It would be nice to start a small stove for us in the company in the future." Song Yanshu replied casually.

The female colleague who was cooking and making noodles on the opposite side raised her heart.

Everyone made fun of her in the gossip group.

Qiao Wan felt like she wanted to find a crack in the ground, or find a place where no one was around and beat Song Yanshu to death, it was really inexplicable!
After Song Yanshu finally finished eating and went in, Qiao Wan's noodles became warm.

She hastened to eat all the meat and noodles left in the bowl, cleaned up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, and then made a cup of coffee for Song Yanshu and sent them over.

Several female colleagues looked at Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu with ambiguous eyes on the road.

Ask Qiao Wan what it feels like to have dinner with Song Yanshu, are you very excited, feel like you have gone through eight lifetimes of shit luck?
Qiao Wan glanced around them speechlessly, and stated the truth: "Song Shao and I often go out to socialize and discuss cooperation together. If we don't eat during the talk, it's common to find a place to fill our stomachs after the talk. What do you need to feel?"

A group of colleagues felt that their little hearts had been hit violently.

That's right, they all forgot that their president often took Qiao Wan out to talk about cooperation, so don't get too excited just to have dinner together.

"The only feeling I have is that I'm almost stabbed to death by your eyes! You guys clearly know that I'm going to die of embarrassment, and you keep sneaking around to see us, which made me almost choke myself to death!"

As Qiao Wan said so, she looked around at the colleagues opposite her resentfully.

The colleagues on the opposite side all had amused smiles.

"Secretary Qiao, please go into the office. Yesterday, the president had something to do and left the company early. The important documents that have been backlogged for a day have not been processed. Go in and help deal with it, otherwise the president may not be able to go back tonight. "A colleague reminded.

Qiao Wan's face was covered with black lines.

So Song Yanshu was so idle at home yesterday, did he leave the company's work and idle?
She needs to think about how to educate him after going in for a while.

Even if it is to pick her up and leave the hospital, can she come back to work after picking her up?

He made it a point to take her off work for a day. Unfortunately, the other colleagues didn't know about it. If they found out, her spine would be smashed to pieces.

"It's my job to solve the president's worries and problems. If the president can't go back, I can't go back. I'm the one who suffers the most." Qiao Wan said, and walked into Song Yanshu's office at a faster pace.

At this time, there were only a dozen or so folders on Song Yanshu's desk, and it didn't look like there was a backlog of many files.

Did he finish it so quickly?
No, if it's finished, there shouldn't be only so much left when no one comes in to take it away.

Could it be that those people haven't sent them yet?
Qiao Wan felt that her heart was getting colder and colder. It was such a heavy workload, eh.

Qiao Wan shared the review of the cases in three folders with Song Yanshu, and Song Yanshu quickly checked each one.

But the strange thing is that there are not many documents, Song Yanshu seems to have signed more than a dozen copies and is still going on.

She felt something was wrong, walked to Song Yanshu's desk step by step, and noticed the problem.

He actually placed a small table in the small gap under his desk for his feet, and all the dozens of folders were hidden in it!

No wonder it seems that there are only a few documents that cannot be reviewed all the time. Feelings are such a thing!
"Song Yanshu! Do you want to explain to me why so many documents are hidden under the table! Are you afraid that I will say that you are a loser when I see it?"

As Qiao Wan said, she moved the folder from under the table to the table.

She felt that she and Song Yanshu were on the verge of going home on time today.

"No, you're wrong." Song Yanshu replied very calmly.

Qiao Wan:? ? ?
"I don't call it playing with things, but to be precise, it's playing with people."

Qiao Wan almost fell down after hearing this narration.

How did she feel that Song Yanshu was implying something to her?

play people?

"There is another saying that is stupid and immoral. You want beauties but not country." Song Yanshu continued.

Qiao Wan grabbed a folder and slapped it on Song Yanshu's head.

"Can you be more serious, if you continue like this, your company will be ruined sooner or later, if your company is ruined, how will you support me and Cong Cong?"

Qiao Wan threatened Song Yanshu with the life and death of the company.

"Do you think I need such a company to make money for me?" Since Song Yanshu has been exposed, he is naturally not afraid to expose a little more with Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan's legs were weak and she almost fell.

What Song Yanshu meant, he still has other companies that are as good as Song's in management, so why don't you panic about Song's?
Gee.

"I don't like people who don't love their work and don't respect their work. You'd better deal with all these documents for me, or you won't be able to go home tonight!"

After Qiao Wan finished speaking, she carried a dozen folders and went over to help review them.

Song Yanshu signed the document in front of him with a half-smile and threw it aside.

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you. I think these folders are too messy to pile up on the desktop, so I got a small shelf underneath and cleaned them all up for easy review."

"In this way, you won't be able to look at the mess on the desktop from the corner of your eye, and there will be no work status."

"Now you're messing up my desktop."

Qiao Wan put down a batch of folders in her hand, her face flushed slightly.

He thought Song Yanshu did this to prevent her from seeing him, didn't he?
This is a bit embarrassing.

"Are you sure you don't want to come to my place to help me organize these messy documents?" Song Yanshu did not continue to review the documents, but looked at Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan walked back silently. The documents she took out had to be put back by herself for Song Yanshu.