Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Okay, trouble you." An Chuxia still faintly bent an arc, watching the person who brought him here to leave, An Chuxia turned and took the food box and walked to the elevator. Seeing the elevator on the right showed that it was stopped and no one was using it, so I prepared to enter this elevator. Just as the index finger was about to press the golden door opening button, there was a sudden sound of high heels hitting the ground behind her, and then she saw the front desk lady running in front of her.

"Something...something?" She frowned slightly inexplicably. When those watery eyes met the eyes of the receptionist, she found that the receptionist's face was full of horror and...anger.

Looking around again, the people around were staring at him in the same horror. But there was no anger on her face like the lady at the front desk.

"Do you have eyes?" The lady at the front desk said something like this in a nice voice, which was slightly harsh: "See these words clearly."

Looking along her slender index finger painted with black nail polish, a golden sign hung on the wall on the right side of the empty elevator. The upper part is uprightly printed in italics: "For the President".

When I was about to explain that I did not pay attention, the voice of the lady at the front desk came again: "If you sit in, then I will be fully responsible! Then I will be fired. You will bear the loss. Huh?"

She would be fired if she took the elevator dedicated to the president... An Chuxia immediately showed a sincerely sorry look after she understood: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. This is not the first time I have been here. I haven't seen these four. Words? I won’t do it next time, I’m so sorry."

Seeing her confession and good attitude, the lady at the front desk lightened a little bit, but her tone was still very angry: "Next time you can show me clearly before entering!"

"Okay." An Chuxia nodded embarrassedly. It happened that the ordinary elevator door next to the president's special elevator opened, and the lady at the front desk turned and stepped on high heels to leave at this moment. Then she took a sigh of relief and entered the elevator with five or six people on the first floor.

The elevator was very quiet, and occasionally there was the sound of paper turning, and several people who came up with her soon walked out of the elevator, stopped and walked out in front of their own corresponding floors. In the end, she was the only one left in the elevator that was still ‘lively’.

With a nice sound from the elevator: "Ding Dong, the 21st floor is here."

The elevator doors were slowly opened. Walking out of the elevator, she found that this floor was a little different from the scenes other people saw when she got out of the elevator just now. Compared to other floors, the tone is darker, but more atmospheric.

After walking a few steps inside, she came to the door of the president's office. Jin Huanghuang's five words "President's Office" stabbed her with pain in her eyes. I couldn't help but start to be confused. If my mother didn't make a mistake to save Han Liuhai, then she would not go to Han's house, so she would not have anything to do with this place in her life.

"Hello, what do you need help?" The person sitting at the door of the president's office should be Han Qilu's secretary. An Chuxia looked at her. She is beautiful, atmospheric, polite, generous, and decent. How can you compare it to that? The receptionist should be pleasing to the eye!

"I want to see your president." As soon as An Chuxia finished speaking, the door of the president's office behind the female secretary suddenly opened...