Which one do you like me [Quick Transmigration]

Question, what is the difference between being slept and not being slept?

Jiang Porridge, who is very qualified to answer the question, refused to answer, don't ask, there is no difference if you ask!There is no difference!

Jiang Porridge found out that Xia Shang, a stinky woman, was judged to be indifferent for a reason!Her original conjecture became true. This woman changed her face when she put on clothes. Apart from arranging a second bedroom for herself and free board and lodging, there was no difference!

"Mr. Xia, it's time for the meeting in 15 minutes." Jiang Porridge, wearing professional attire, imitated the expression on Xia Shang's face and straightened his face, while thinking about how to make the strategy progress one step forward.

It has been five days since she was slept in recently, why does she feel that Xia Shang's attitude towards her has not changed much from before?That 99% strategy progress can't be a lie to her, right?

"Okay, has the notice been sent out in advance?" Xia Shang asked, his gaze still staying on the computer screen without raising his head.

"The notification was in place this morning." Jiang Congee replied, she was in a position where she could see Xia Shang's collarbone through the neckline, half-covered, a bit weird and pretty.

Xia Shang stopped typing on the keyboard, "This meeting will take a long time, and it will end at about seven o'clock."

Jiang Congee nodded, his gaze shifted to Xia Shang's slender and fair fingers, and he coughed slightly uncomfortably.

"..." Xia Shang pursed his lips, "As an assistant, you are supposed to make meeting minutes."

"Mr. Xia, I've been employed for more than three months." Jiang Congee didn't understand, what did Xia Shang want to express?She has been working for so long, of course she understands these common sense.

Xia Shang hummed, then continued typing on the keyboard, and said casually, "Book a restaurant for the two of us."

"Okay." Jiang Congee skillfully dug out the order number from the address book and dialed it.

Today is a routine high-level meeting. Xia Shang maintained his usual indifferent expression, sitting at the top and listening to the reports of each department.

"The after-sales service must be in place. I don't want to hear so many complaints in the next month. If it is our problem, we will admit our mistake and then give compensation. Don't make a big mistake and affect the company's image." Xia Shang's tone was a little cold.

"Okay Mr. Xia, I will definitely suppress the number of complaints next month." The after-sales manager replied.

"Well, the next person." Xia Shang turned the coffee cup in front of him, because of the time, the wall of the cup was already a little cold.

Seeing this, Jiang Congee stopped recording, and planned to help Xia Shang make another cup of coffee and bring it over.

Before Jiang Congee could make a move, Xia Shang stopped her with his eyes, then handed the cup to another newly recruited assistant, and turned his head to give her some instructions.

Oh shit, did Xia Shang like the new and dislike the old so quickly?It must be too ruthless!

Jiang Porridge complained silently in his heart, typing on the keyboard so fast that there were almost afterimages, almost in sync with the speed of the report.

After about twenty or ten minutes, the new assistant came in with a tray, replaced the coffee cup in front of Xia Shang, and put another cup next to the ginger porridge.

"Thank you." Jiang Congee thanked subconsciously.

"You're welcome." The new assistant smiled shyly, and said in a low voice, "President Xia ordered it, there is hot milk tea in it, be careful~"

Hot milk tea?Jiang Congee frowned, could this be something Xia Shang did?

"Mr. Xia, isn't your request a bit high? The sales volume of the marketing department this month has exceeded last month." The vice president who has been serving as the background board spoke up. The people in the marketing department are all his confidantes. When his own people were criticized, he felt a little embarrassed.

"When was last month, and what time is this month?" Xia Shang gave the vice president an emotionless look, "What's the use of just looking at sales, why don't you look at the fact that the cost of promotion has doubled?" ?”

"Double the promotion fee, in exchange for less than a point of increase in sales? Who do you think is a fool?" Xia Shang's voice was not loud, but no one dared to make a sound when she spoke.

Oh, no, it should be that apart from ginger porridge, ginger porridge is almost immune to Xia Shang's indifferent aura. He calmly drank milk tea, and every time he took a sip, the aroma of milk tea filled his lips and teeth.

There is one thing to say, drinking a cup of milk tea at this time is too. Comfortable, it would be even better if it can be served with a dessert.

The vice president's doubts were ruthlessly suppressed by Xia Shang. Apart from being criticized, the vice president had nothing to gain.

With the precedent of the vice president, the remaining department heads became more cautious. Xia Shang did what he said, and dared not say a word.

Rarely, in such an atmosphere, the meeting ended earlier than expected. Jiang Porridge stood up and stretched, and saw that the time was only six o'clock.

"Mr. Xia, why did you order me milk tea?" After the meeting ended, Jiang Congee couldn't help asking.

"Don't like it?" Xia Shang looked at Jiang Congee, and the eyes of the two met in the air.

Ginger Congee blinked, "Fortunately, it would be better if you change the taste."

"What flavor do you want?" Xia Shang continued to ask.

Ginger Congee tentatively said, "It's matcha, it's better to have ice cubes."

Xia Shang frowned, "Eat ice?"

"Hot ones are good, but some milk teas are more flavorful when served iced." Jiang Porridge explained.

"Don't take this as an example." Xia Shang loosened his brows, turned to look at Jiang Congee after walking to the door, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Huh? Oh, here we come." Jiang Porridge shut down his computer and followed Xia Shang with a small bag.

Uncharacteristically, Xia Shang didn't ask the driver to drive directly to the restaurant, but stopped in a bustling street.

Jiang Porridge followed Xia Shang out of the car, a little confused, "President Xia, what are you doing here?"

Xia Shang glanced at Jiang Congee indifferently, "It's time to get off work."

"Huh?" Ginger porridge didn't quite understand.

"Don't call me Mr. Xia." Xia Shang said expressionlessly.

"Okay, Xia...Shang." Jiang Congee changed his words in a polite manner.

Following Xia Shang's footsteps, Jiang Porridge found a milk tea shop in front of him, the one he often visited.

After seeing the relatively simple facilities inside, Xia Shang couldn't help but wrinkled his brows again, and walked to the counter expressionlessly.

"Welcome, what would you like to drink?" The salesperson smiled professionally.

"Matcha." Xia Shang glanced at the menu, "I want it iced."

"How much sugar do you need?" The salesperson continued to ask, "Do you need free ingredients? Pearls, boba, red beans, and coconuts are all free to add."

Xia Shang couldn't answer the question, so he could only turn his head to look at Jiang Congee.

Ginger porridge also reacted at this time, no wonder Xia Shang asked her what kind of taste she likes before, it turned out that she had such a plan.

It's rare, as expected of 99% of the progress of the strategy, it's still useful.

"Seven points, add a boba, pack and take away, I want two cups of the same type, and pack them separately." Jiang Congee took a step forward and proficiently announced his request.

"Okay, wait a minute, here's your number."

Jiang Congee took the number strip, and because of Xia Shang's actions, he was in a good mood.

"Why do you need two glasses?" Xia Shang asked puzzled, "If you finish drinking, can you still have dinner?"

"..." The corners of Jiang Congee's raised mouth immediately turned down. She didn't answer Xia Shang's question, but when the clerk handed her the milk tea, she directly stuffed a bag into Xia Shang's hand .

"Drink it."

Xia Shang frowned and looked at the cup of green drink in his hand. After hesitating for a long time, he picked up the straw and tried to take a sip.

After taking the cold liquid, Xia Shang frowned even tighter, "Do you think this is delicious?"

"Yeah, don't you realize it?" Jiang Congee asked.

Xia Shang loosened his brows, and said in a calm tone, "Generally speaking, it's not very delicious. It's true that there should be a lot of additives in this drink, so it's better to drink less."

"Oh." Xia Shang's management is a little too lenient, even if he drinks milk tea by himself, why can't he increase the attack speed if he has the ability?

When it was time for dinner, before Jiang Porridge could open his mouth, Xia Shang announced a series of dishes, and nine out of ten of them were her favorites.

Jiang Congee is not a slow-witted person, at first she just felt that something was wrong with Xia Shang, but now, she found that Xia Shang seemed to be accommodating herself.

In fact, if you look at it carefully, Xia Shang's face and figure seem to be pretty good.

Even if the world is not real, so what, at least my current feeling is real enough.

Jiang Congee is a persevering person, five days is enough for her to digest the accident, and adjust her mentality to face Xia Shang.

"I want to eat shrimp." Ginger Congee's tone was a bit willful.

"You eat." Xia Shang's answer was as flat as ever.

"But I don't want to peel the shrimp." Jiang Congee continued, "I want you to peel the shrimp for me."

"Huh?" Xia Shang raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Congee, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, "I, peel the shrimp?"

"Could it be that Xia Shang, you don't recognize people when you put on clothes?" Jiang Congee snorted, "Scumbag."

"..." Xia Shang felt a little baffled, she didn't do anything, how could she become a scumbag.

"What happened last time was that you had needs, and I met your needs." Xia Shang planned to reason with Jiang Congee, "If you need compensation, you can ask for it."

"Didn't I mention it?" Jiang Congee and Xia Shang looked at each other, "I want you to peel the shrimp to compensate me."

"..." This is quite logical, Xia Shang still can't find anything wrong.

After finding no rebuttal, Xia Shang asked the waiter for disposable gloves, and honestly began to peel the shrimp for the ginger porridge.

Ginger porridge didn't say anything, Xia Shang peeled one and she ate it until Xia Shang finished peeling the last shrimp.

"Open your mouth." Ginger porridge picked up the last shrimp.

Xia Shang subconsciously listened to Jiang Congee's words, and then found that she put the last shrimp in his mouth.

"This is a reward for you." Jiang Congee said, with a smile in his eyes, "You are so good."

Xia Shang bit the shrimp in his mouth and squinted at the ginger porridge.

a bit sweet.