The president is committing suicide

When Ding Jiaying came back from the bathroom, she found that there was already someone in the office.

"You're back so soon?"

Hearing her voice, Shen Cong, who was sitting at the desk, suddenly raised his head.

Ding Jiaying saw a hint of panic on his face, but his hands did not stop on the keyboard at all.

"I remembered that I had something to deal with during the meeting just now, so I came up as soon as I saw the guests off. You were waiting for me in the office just now, why can't I see you?"

Seeing that he was busy, Ding Jiaying sat on the sofa beside him without any doubt: "I just drank coffee outside, and then came here to drink another cup. I was a little anxious to go to the bathroom. But I saw you when I turned the corner."

"Didn't you come out to see me on purpose?" There was a suite and a bathroom at the back of Shen Cong's office.

Ding Jiaying was not upset when she was exposed, and admitted openly: "Yes. I just went to see you. The most handsome one in the group is my man."

Shen Cong finished the work in his hands, glanced at the computer, and immediately turned it off: "Why are you so sweet now? It's like you were covered with honey. Didn't you drink coffee this afternoon?"

This is Shen Cong. Putting aside his position as the group president, this guy is so smart, so handsome, and has such a good figure. More importantly, he has a good eye and likes Ding Jiaying.

Who wouldn’t be confused after hearing this?

Those women and men who covet his beauty will be anxious for a while.

Let them say something about an old woman. Humph. Grapes are sour when they are not ripe, and they are sweet when they are ripe.

The cough brought Ding Jiaying back to her senses.

The look in her eyes just now was so alluring, but it's working hours now.

Shen Cong's rationality now tells him that he must pay attention to Aying's reputation and not act impulsively.

Ding Jiaying came back to her senses, her cheeks actually felt slightly hot. Wow, those words in her mind just now were so shameless.

She tried to appear calm enough and not say what was in her heart, which was too embarrassing.

"Shall we go out for dinner?"

"Now? It's still early for dinner."

"Then I'll wait for you somewhere else after get off work?" Ding Jiaying saw that he was so busy just now, and maybe there were a thousand things waiting for him.

After all, I was suspected of not working properly for many days before.

"Well, you can play or rest in the next room for a while, and I'll be here soon after I finish my work here."

After Ding Jiaying nodded, Shen Cong quickly handed the matter over to Luo Yan to make the arrangements.

This was not the first time Luo Yan and Ding Jiaying met, and they were considered acquaintances.

Luo Yan is efficient and careful in her work, and Ding Jiaying has a good impression of her.

"Madam, this room is only used by the president. No one usually stays here. There are a thousand games on the game console, and the movies are also very rich. The massage chairs are all adjustable. If you need anything, just dial 1 on the phone on the desk to call me.

Ding Jiaying looked around. In such a short time, the room temperature had become just right. The table was clean and dust-free. Her favorite big-eared rabbit was carefully placed next to the pastries. Even the scent of the aromatherapy in the air had a faint scent of bamboo leaves.

Luo Yan has excellent insight and action ability.

"Very good, the room is very comfortable. I'll call you if I need anything." Ding Jiaying was very satisfied.

After the door of the room was closed, Ding Jiaying threw herself into the massage chair, picked up the game controller and started her adventure.

It’s amazing, he even adjusted the height of the massage chair.

Ding Jiaying, who was enjoying the constant praise from Assistant Rotor comfortably, had no idea that in the next room, he was being attacked by a fierce frost.

Shen Cong could hardly suppress his anger: "How could you be so careless as to let her into my office? Don't you know what's in my computer? Pig brain?"

He was really angry.

This was the first time Luo Yan heard him use animals as insults.

The best strategy at this time is to keep silent.

It’s just that his icy rage lasted a little too long, and Luo Yan lowered his head so much that his neck was sore.

It is said that smart people don't waste time on things like getting angry. It seems that the president's IQ is not enough when it comes to matters concerning his wife.

This kind of Ah Q mentality could barely support herself and walk out of the office amid Shen Cong's rage.

When he went out, people outside could tell from his depressed state that the president was in a very bad mood today, so they should not put themselves in danger.

I looked at my watch and saw that there was still one hour and thirty-one minutes before the end of get off work.

The president's wife is here, and the president is in a bad mood.

Same last time.

So, last time it was the president’s wife who scolded Han Jingke, and this time she scolded the president as well?

"I never knew that the president's wife, who is pretty and delicate, is so powerful."

"New here, I advise you to drink more coffee and talk less about the president's wife."

Ding Jiaying didn't care about these. The massage chair was too comfortable and she fell asleep quickly.

Shen Cong didn't hear her voice when he opened the door, and the game music was playing softly.

The picture shows a breeze blowing across the green hillside. The wanderer stands there overlooking the bay. The sun is about to set and the sea is a brilliant red.

Her breathing was lighter than a cat's, and combined with the sound of the wind, it made people feel inexplicably at peace.

In order to play games, the curtains in the room have been closed. In fact, at this time, if you look out from afar, you can see the sun slowly setting under the vast water.

Shen Cong felt that the game world and the real world seemed to overlap.

The wanderer has his Alice by his side, and he also has his lover by his side.

Sharing the sound of the wind and the tranquility of the world, Shen Cong was reluctant to wake her up.

She sat down in the massage chair next to him, her mind racing, her eyes closed as she pretended to sleep.

"Assistant Luo, a Mr. Qiao called and said he wants to see the president."

"Which Mr. Joe?"

"Qiao Shen."

Luo Yan knew this name, but the president probably wouldn't want to meet him.

But what happened just now made him think more. How could a small follower have the right to act on his own when it comes to the bosses' affairs?

"Please let me in."

"There is also a Miss Ding online at the same time. She said that she needs to meet with the president later because of her uncle's matter."

When Luo Yan heard this, he wondered why it was all private matters. But he really wanted to hear it.

"Well, let Miss Ding's call come in first, and ask Mr. Qiao to call back in five minutes or I'll call back later."

It's really strange that Ding Jiayin actually cares about her uncle whom she has always ignored?

And you even called here to show your concern. Isn’t the Ding family’s stage big enough?