"Mr. Palace, you called me." At this moment, Mu Shiwen was completely different from the one she had just walked out of the office.

The high ponytail makes her look more capable, and her clothes today are more professional. At this moment, Mo Shiwen looks like a white-collar worker who has been in the workplace for many years.

"Get me a cup of coffee, without sugar."

Mu Shiwen responded, walked to the coffee machine nearby, and began to study how to use this coffee machine that he could not understand at all to make a cup of coffee that would satisfy his boss.

Gong Zeming watched Mu Shiwen standing in front of the coffee machine without moving for a long time, his face expressionless, but his heart was full of smiles. This woman is really not suitable for the position of assistant to the president.

"Here is the switch, just press it lightly." Gong Zeming couldn't help but walked behind Mu Shiwen and pressed the switch of the coffee machine.

Mu Shiwen only felt a wave of warmth embracing him from behind, and only when he heard the sound did he realize that it was Gong Zeming who was behind him. This distance made Mu Shiwen want to commit a crime.

Mu Shiwen's cheeks began to burn. She wanted to run away, but she was afraid that she would fall into Gong Zeming's arms as soon as she turned around. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Just wait until the coffee is ready, and Gong Zeming should leave by himself.

But as the coffee fell into the pure white cup, the distance between Mu Shiwen and Gong Zeming became closer and closer.

When the coffee machine stopped working, Gong Zeming's chin had already met Mu Shiwen's shoulder. Gong Zeming put his arms around Mu Shiwen's waist.

"Do you think this cup of coffee was successful?"

"Hmm..." Mu Shiwen didn't understand what Bai Zeming meant, so he hummed softly.

Gong Zeming raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "I don't think it's successful. Maybe the next drink will work."

Mu Shiwen looked at the cup of freshly made coffee and thought, it is really a waste. Why can't good coffee be good?

The same coffee beans, the same coffee machine, how can the next cup be better?

But even though he thought so in his heart, Mu Shiwen still obeyed Gong Zeming's wishes, poured the coffee into the sink, and pressed the brand new coffee machine again.

"Okay, is this cup okay?" Mu Shiwen asked cautiously.

"I think it would be better to have another drink." Gong Zeming repeated what he just said and looked at Mu Shiwen dotingly.

At this moment, Mu Shiwen looked slightly angry.

"It's true that my back hurts when I stand and talk."

Mu Shiwen threw Gong Zeming's hand around his waist. Picking up the coffee in his hand, he walked to Gong Zeming's desk and put down the coffee. That movement was done in one go, and it was so domineering.

Gong Zeming was a little shocked by this woman. She looked so weak in front of him just now, and he couldn't help but want to protect her. How come he suddenly changed into a different person.

"Okay, nothing's going on. You can go out." Gong Zeming quickly adjusted himself and said as if he were the CEO.

"Okay, Mr. Gong, call me if you need anything." Mu Shiwen said as if if you call me again, I will beat you.

Gong Zeming didn't reply to her and started to deal with the official documents in his hand. Mu Shiwen also saw the opportunity and left. She didn't want to be taken advantage of by this old pervert again.

I thought this guy was a gentleman, but who knew that despite his dignified appearance, there was actually a little gangster living in his heart.

On his second day at work, Mu Shiwen was hugged and kissed again, but he didn't care at all that he was in the company. After all, he is the person in charge of the company.

But he never thought about himself. As an airborne assistant to the president, Mu Shiwen was easily criticized.

He doesn't shy away from speaking out, and often teases himself in public places like the office.

The more Mu Shiwen thought about it, the angrier he became, but he just thought about it, after all, he still had to rely on him for a living. So if you can hide, you can hide. If you can't hide, you can only endure it.

But once Mu Shiwen gets caught with something, she will definitely put Gong Zeming to death!

Mu Shiwen's workstation is right at the door of the president's office, making it easy for the president to call him whenever he needs something. But since Mu Shiwen left the office today, Mu Shiwen has never been called again.

The door of the CEO's office was pushed open and closed, and Mu Shiwen's heart also closed - opened - and closed again.

During this period, only Gong Zeyu sent some notes on Mr. Gong's life for Mu Shiwen to read and remember. Especially some taboos, Miyazawa emphasized that you must not touch them, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences.

Mu Shiwen looked at the thick stack of A4 paper and couldn't help but sigh, he is indeed a rich man, and his living regulations are thicker than the company system.

But Mu Shiwen, who had nothing to do, could only do it. After all, it was better to know than not to know.

He knew that he would inevitably come into contact with Gong Zeming, and knowing his preferences and restricted areas would help him avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

When Mu Shiwen flipped through the thick pile of information, she saw many things to note that made her sneer.

I really don’t know about it, but once I understand it, I feel that this person is a pervert - he doesn’t eat coriander, onions, garlic and other supplementary ingredients.

So does your rice really taste good? As a senior food lover, Mu Shiwen was really puzzled. Did he have no desires or desires? The monks who eat fast and recite Buddha's name are not as dull as him.

This man simply cares about the rhythm of being an orphan, and I really feel sorry for the people who will walk through life with him in the future. Mu Shiwen couldn't help but sigh.

In addition to the dietary precautions, there is also his requirement for hygiene - no dust should be allowed in the areas where he often spends time.

No wonder I feel that this company is a polarized purgatory. Stepping into Miyazawa Ming's office is one feeling, and walking out of his office is another feeling -

In the workspace of other employees of the company, snacks can be seen everywhere on the desks, drawings are piled on the floor, and their hair is fluffy.

In Gong Zeming's office, everything is in order, and both the table and the floor are spotless.

This was the first time Mu Shiwen had seen such a polarizing company. After all, if a person was really overly mysophobic, he would not be able to bear the appearance of slovenly people in front of him.

But Gong Zeming couldn't bear it. He obviously paid so much attention to hygiene, but how could he tolerate these people acting like this in front of him?

The more she came into contact with Gong Zeming, the more questions she had in Mu Shiwen's head. She couldn't understand this man.

She thought that maybe if they got along long enough, she might be able to write a book. The title of the book is "Understanding Gong Zeming", which is simple and direct.

She believed that given Miyazawa's popularity and perfect appearance, this book would be a bestseller among women.

Young women dreamed that through this book they could solve the mystery of Gong Zeming and hold him in their arms.

Mature women hope to use this book to educate their husbands on how to make a fortune so that they can successfully become rich wives.

At that time, I can count my money lying at home and no longer have to worry about my livelihood.

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