Inhibitors do too!

Meng Yu pursed his lips. Zheng Qihua always squeezed whatever juice he drank, and he had finished some of it, and some of it he hadn't had much to drink.

Meng Yu deliberately observed it, but he didn't find that Mr. Zheng prefers apple juice.

"I also know that he likes to drink black coffee when he's working overtime. You're probably going to choose black coffee over there in a while."

Meng Yu took another orange and put it in the bag, and said lightly, "You guessed wrong, I won't go."

Meng Yu's face was a bit ugly, he felt that his job was in jeopardy, he felt that the person in front of him was provocative, but there was no evidence.

Le Shixi smiled, hid it, and gritted his teeth. He had a well-crafted expression, appearing gentle and amiable, "I heard that you moved into Zheng Qihua's villa."

Meng Yu nodded, pulled out another bag, and planned to pack bananas.

Le Shixi chased after him, and said cheerfully, "I lived in it before, and I don't know if it has changed. You should be a beta."

Meng Yu couldn't take it any longer, why did it even rise to a gender attack, "What's the matter with you?"

Le Shixi heheed twice, "It's nothing, just ask." He also sized up Meng Yu's eyes, and clicked his tongue, "Zheng Qihua's eyesight has dropped."

Meng Yu looked over, what do you mean? ? ?

Ganqing's vision was high when he was around, but it dropped when it was me.

Meng Yu felt that the person in front of him was good-looking, but he didn't feel that his appearance could surpass her.

"Look at what I'm doing. I'm a college graduate. You won't be able to go to school after you graduate from high school. How dare you be the assistant to the president of Zhuohua."

Meng Yu felt that this person was inexplicable, and he was a little unconvinced when he was suddenly dismissed. He curled his lips into a smile, and cast a disdainful look at him just like Le Shixi.

"Maybe I'm younger than you."

After speaking, he left without waiting for anyone to speak.

The back view is very unrestrained, angry is angry, but when he turned around, he felt inexplicably blushing.

What the hell is younger than you? !

And their conversation just now, how weird do you think, okay?

He shouldn't have answered the conversation just now, let him talk.

Meng Yu's face was burning hot, he kept thinking about this matter, and his reaction was not as big as before when he took the elevator.

Meng Yu carried the things in, and as soon as he opened the office door, he saw Zheng Qihua raised his eyes and looked this way, his heartbeat was ringing in his ears, pounding, feeling a little guilty for some reason, "...I went to buy some fruit."

Zheng Qihua nodded, then lowered his head and continued working.

Le Shixi's words kept lingering in Meng Yu's mind. Before entering the lounge, Meng Yu stopped and asked his boss, "Mr. Zheng, what juice do you like best?"

Zheng Qihua raised his head when he heard the words, looked at the beautiful assistant, and put aside the document he was looking at, "It's all fine."

Meng Yu continued to ask, "Do you have any preferences? Which one do you prefer to drink?"

Zheng Qihua glanced at several fruit bags carried by Meng Yu, and replied casually, "Orange juice."

Zheng Qihua is very sensitive, Meng Yu never asked him before, but now he suddenly asked him what he likes to drink, did Meng Yu suddenly care about him, or what?

Could it be that you want to please him?

Zheng Qihua is always a businessman, and he doesn't always like people's intentional flattery, because what happened before, he doesn't like it even more, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

Meng Yu didn't think much of it, "I'll buy a few more if I like to drink in the future, so that drinking like this will also make me feel happy."

Zheng Qihua's heart warmed up. Although he didn't like to be flattered, he was really flattered by Meng Yu's words.

He nodded superficially, thinking that if he kept a gentle face every day, he would not care about the employees, "Actually, it's all right, there's nothing I particularly like or dislike."

Meng Yu nodded to indicate that he knew, but after putting down the bag in the lounge, he thought, after that, he would buy more oranges and apples, and he would just ask for the rest.

There is passion fruit that was not used up last time in the lounge.

He squeezed the orange juice and poured some passion fruit juice into it. After making it, he took a sip and it was quite delicious.

After adding some ice, I brought it to Zheng Qihua.

Meng Yu backed out when he had nothing to do. The documents he was looking at were fine, but suddenly he felt thirsty, so he went to the tea room.

The tea room is really a magical place, and all the gossip comes from here.

Today it turned out to be discussing Zheng Qihua.

Hearing someone start, Meng Yu stopped at the door, "Hey, have you heard that someone is back."

Someone didn't understand the situation, "Who is that? Can you tell me the name?"

Someone answered him, "It's Mr. Zheng's former assistant, Le Shixi."

"Who is Le Shixi? The name sounds nice."

"What's the use of sounding good, you've got a bad heart, and you're trying your best to climb into our Mr. Zheng's bed."

"Hey, is it because of him that our company doesn't accept omega?"

"The seniors also said yes, because Mr. Zheng hates Omega, or how could Assistant Meng take over..."

"I saw Meng Yu leading a dog out of Mr. Zheng's villa today."

"They live together?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder, how can he be an assistant to the president without going to college, so he still used tricks."

"These two people are inexplicably similar."

"Compared to Meng Yu, I like Le Shixi more. Leaving aside the fact that they have a beta and an omega, omega and alpha are a perfect match. Even with their academic background, Meng Yu is not as good as Le Shixi."

……

Meng Yu was standing at the door, hearing himself being compared by those people, inexplicably irritable, and thinking of the cohabitation and bed climbing they talked about, his heart beat faster and his mouth was dry.

After drinking tea at noon, several people saw Meng Yu as soon as they went out, and everyone was startled.

At first, my heart trembled a little, and I was a little afraid of whether he heard the words, but then a thought arose in my heart, this Zhuohua is not his Meng Yu, an assistant who can cover the sky with one hand, and it is impossible for Mr. Zheng because of these two words A lot of them were all resigned.

Passing by Meng Yu, several people looked at him with disdain. Meng Yu looked over one by one. Three of them were old people from the company, and the other two were interns who were in the same period as him.

He squeezed his fingers, turned around and went into the tea room. Some people in the company are really idle, and their salary is not high. They gossip in various places every day. Why don't they improve their abilities when they have this time.

Saying bad things about people every day is waiting for death.

Meng Yu thought about the person he saw in the supermarket, they were not similar.

Almost a few days ago, someone talked about his academic qualifications.

He works hard and does everything properly, isn't it?Do I have to have that thing?

Meng Yu sat in a daze in his seat, and was a little dazed after being called to the office by Zheng Qihua. Zheng Qihua looked at him.

Meng Yu just wanted to ask that adult how to apply for the college entrance examination, and when he looked up, he met Zheng Qihua's eyes, and felt palpitations for no reason.

Mr. Zheng's eyes are slightly long, and he is a standard peach blossom eye. Every frown and smile is romantic, but these eyes usually don't smile.

At this moment, he was staring at Meng Yu without any extra emotion in his eyes, just looking at him so lightly made Meng Yu's heart beat faster.

Meng Yu turned his face away, and then remembered the words he used to hate Le Shixi in the supermarket. He was younger than him, and his face turned red instantly.

Zheng Qihua hooked the corners of his lips after Meng Yu lowered his head and didn't look at him, and his expression was very happy. Although he didn't know why his beautiful assistant was blushing, but after meeting his eyes, he blushed, at least he recognized his charm .

"Mr. Zheng," Meng Yu raised his head after adjusting, "Where did you sign up for the adult junior college you mentioned earlier?"

"Go with the personnel from the personnel department. It seems that there are people who are like this. They also have Mandarin certificates. This is a must."

Meng Yu nodded.

A few words from the claustrophobia forum he visited before also came to his mind:

[The landlord couldn’t stand the small house where the Mandarin test was taken, he couldn’t stretch his arms, and almost fell ill and fainted after entering. ]

"It takes two and a half years for an adult junior college. I've heard it before. Can the Mandarin certificate be taken later?"

"It's up to you, but it's better to take the exam earlier."

Meng Yu nodded, and then waited until his illness was cured before taking the exam.

He has taken the elevator frequently since he started to work, which has created inertia, and now he will not be nervous when he enters the elevator.

In the evening, Zheng Qihua had a dinner, and Meng Yu boarded the car with Zheng Qihua and Zheng Tao's assistant whom he had borrowed.

Zheng Tao's assistant, Yang Da, was reporting to Zheng Qihua, while Meng Yu was driving.

The seats in the car are like this, Meng Yu's driver's seat, Yang Da's co-pilot's seat, and Zheng Qihua's rear seat.

This time the place is to go to a business hotel, which is still a little far away from Zhuohua Company.

It was already six or seven o'clock when we set off, and a lot of time was wasted on the road. The sky was getting darker and darker, and Meng Yu was a little uneasy.

Previously, he usually drove during the day every business trip, which didn't affect him, but if he drove at night, he was afraid of accidents.

Originally, the car was a small enclosed space, if it was any darker, Meng Yu would collapse.

His palms were sweating, and he took two deep breaths. In fact, it would be better to turn on the headlights, but he didn't dare to be blocked. Three people in the car died. If he fell ill at a critical moment, no one would die.

Meng Yu raised his head and looked at the road ahead. The sun had already set and the sky was getting dark. He raised his eyes and looked forward. The more he looked, the more he felt that he couldn't take risks.

Meng Yu parked the car firmly on the side of the road, Yang Da looked over suspiciously, and Zheng Qihua also opened his eyes in the back seat.

Meng Yu pursed her lips, "Mr. Zheng, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Discomfort is fake, but fear of getting sick is real.