After rebirth, she doesn't lick, and the boss Kuku slaps her in the face

"Please send this document to Mr. Tan's home."

Li Yang handed the folder in his hand to Secretary Jiang, then took another look at the message on his phone, still very surprised.

Since Hengyu was founded seven years ago, Mr. Tan has come to work every day except when he was on business trips. How come he suddenly took a break today?

I looked out the window and didn't draw my knife.

In the past, Mr. Tan would never delay coming even if he was sick, but today it was really strange.

Not only that, it's even stranger.

Mr. Tan sent him a message in the morning, asking him to bring over the paper documents that needed to be processed, and specifically designated Secretary Jiang.

He just took a look and found that Secretary Jiang's phone was not broken.

Why send it to him separately?

"No." Jiang Ximeng refused decisively.

Her job is to make coffee, not deliver documents!

There are so many secretaries on the 47th floor, so it doesn't necessarily require her to be sent there.

What's more, she only agreed to be friends with Tan Yan and never thought about having too much contact with him.

Li Yang: “…”

No wonder Mr. Tan asked him to come and see Secretary Jiang instead of calling to explain himself. It turns out that this was the problem.

Ever since Mr. Tan bought ten limited edition dolls and Secretary Jiang didn't look very happy, Li Yang knew that sooner or later he would have to pay for his actions.

This time it's Mr. Tan's turn to lick his ass!

"The other secretaries are all busy, and I will soon have to attend a small meeting on behalf of Mr. Tan. No one has free time for the time being, so I'll have to trouble Secretary Jiang this time."

not at all!

He has so much free time today that he is just like Secretary Jiang and has started playing mobile games!

"Oh, so that's it..." Jiang Ximeng frowned.

She really didn't want to see him off, but everyone on the 47th floor was busy, and as a secretary, she couldn't refuse again and again.

"I'll send it to him right away."

Li Yang looked at Secretary Jiang's back getting farther and farther away and shook his head.

Mr. Tan is the same.

When Secretary Jiang first chased him, he ignored her.

You see, now he can’t afford to marry the cold-hearted Secretary Jiang.

Summary: Don’t be a cheapskate!

As for Jiang Ximeng, as soon as she walked out of the Hengyu lobby, Uncle Zhang hurriedly got out of the car and helped open the door.

Jiang Ximeng: "..."

Since the driver is here, why can't he take the documents back by himself?

So, there must be a secretary on the 47th floor who doesn’t work and then rushes over to deliver it, only then will President Tan be happy, right?

Jiang Ximeng pouted but didn't say anything and got into the car.

An hour later.

The car arrived at the basement level under the apartment.

The car door opened and Jiang Ximeng got out. Before she could say anything, Uncle Zhang drove away in a hurry.

Tsk!

She had originally thought of asking Uncle Zhang to send it over, and then she would go home and say, but now it seems that is not possible.

Jiang Ximeng walked at an extremely slow pace, delaying the time of going upstairs.

But the distance was limited, so she still arrived outside Tan Yan's house ten minutes later.

"Knock knock knock."

No one opened the door.

"Knock knock knock."

Still no one came to open the door.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Just when Jiang Ximeng was getting impatient, the door opened.

"why you?"

Tan Yan was standing by the door in light grey home clothes.

His eyes were not as dark as usual, and his voice was hoarse, his face was red, and his lips were chapped.

Jiang Ximeng glanced at him secretly and quickly looked away.

These are typical cold symptoms, no wonder he didn't go to work.

She handed the document in her hand to the man, "I'll deliver the document."

Tan Yan didn't answer and turned to walk towards the living room.

Jiang Ximeng hesitated at the door for a few seconds, but still followed in through the open door.

Tan Yan sat back on the sofa, his head tilted back, his palms resting on it.

My head hurts, and there's a buzzing in my head. Nothing I hear seems real.

He has been like this since he woke up in the morning, feeling dizzy and weak.

It was obvious that he had a cold.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered that there was a document in the company that he had not had time to sort out, so he sent a message to Li Yang to bring it to him.

After a while, he sent another message, changing the wording to ask Jiang Ximeng to deliver it.

He wanted to see her...very much...

There was a slight noise coming from the coffee table top, probably the sound of her putting the documents on it.

Tan Yan's chest heaved. Enduring the discomfort, he took out two disposable masks from the drawer under the coffee table.

"Put it on."

Jiang Ximeng looked at the mask in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to take it, "Thank you... Mr. Tan."

Tan Yan also put on a mask so that he could breathe with peace of mind.

He regrets it now...

She shouldn't have been called here. She'd be easily infected if she came into contact with sick people.

But he was in a daze at that time, and was only thinking about seeing her, so he didn't have time to think about these things.

Tan Yan was a little annoyed, but pretended nothing had happened and picked up the folder.

Jiang Ximeng stood opposite Tan Yan and saw that the man was in good spirits and was even looking through documents.

It seems that his cold is not too serious.

"Mr. Tan, I'll leave first." Jiang Ximeng walked towards the door without waiting for Tan Yan to answer.

After taking two steps, a "pop" sound was heard.

Jiang Ximeng turned around quickly and found that the documents had fallen to the ground, and Tan Yan was lying on the sofa, motionless.

"..."

People are in this state now, why are they still trying to show off and read documents?

"Oh..." Sighing, she had no choice but to turn back.

Tan Yan woke up again on the sofa. His head still felt heavy, but it was better than before.

"ginger……"

The arm that had just been raised was held down by a warm little hand, "Don't move, it's easy to get stuck!"

Rolling needle?

Tan Yan then glanced at his hand that was receiving an IV drip, "I fell asleep?"

His last memory was reading the contract, and he couldn't remember anything after that.

"Ah."

Jiang Ximeng withdrew her hand, walked to the opposite side of the sofa and sat down, then picked up an orange from the coffee table and peeled it.

She was really scared when Tan Yan was sleeping.

She called the 120 emergency center and the person on the other end of the phone asked her to give a brief description of the situation.

The medical staff determined that the reason for the emergency call was a cold. After a moment of silence, they told her to call a clinic near the apartment...

Now that I think about it, the medical staff were quite patient and didn't scold her.

She was so anxious at the time. Who would have thought that someone who often stayed up late would suddenly fall down? She thought he had fainted.

"Thank you..." You're still there.

Tan Yan stared deeply at the person sitting opposite him, watching her lower her eyes to the fruit in her hands, her fair hands "competing wits and courage" with the orange.

orange……

His family never keeps these. People who come to cook dinner always bring fresh fruits of the day.

So, the oranges on the coffee table... were all brought from her own home.

"Eat oranges to get vitamin C."

His lips felt cold; it was Jiang Ximeng who forked up a slice of orange and placed it near his mouth.

Almost the next moment, Tan Yan put it in his mouth.

The taste is sweet and slightly sour, which makes people feel refreshed instantly.

He stared at Jiang Ximeng intently, and his eyes followed her hand to the fruit bowl.

She held the fork with her white fingertips and picked and chose from the fruit bowl until she saw something she liked, then she would fork it and pass it to me.

Tan Yan's heart felt like it was filled with a bottle of honey, his eyes were smiling, and even the dizziness was gone.

Jiang Ximeng didn't notice any of Tan Yan's disgusted looks.

She was obsessed with supplying the patient with vitamin C, and fed him a whole orange before returning to the sofa to look at her phone.

Currently, Tan Yan is still receiving an IV drip and cannot do without someone watching over him. She did not tell Grandpa Tan about this for fear that the old man would worry.

It seems that I won’t be able to leave for a while.