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The author has something to say: Song Xianfei: Cheng Yi seems to have that serious illness.

Based on thinking of how to find fun in a boring and boring office environment, Cheng Yi woke up early the next day, even Cheng Guoqiang found it incredible.

After breakfast as usual, Cheng Yi hummed a song, sat in front of the mirror for a while before leaving satisfied, and drove straight to the company. When he arrived, he was more than ten minutes earlier than the normal working time.

Cheng Yi strutted all the way into the company, and a few seconds before the elevator doors were about to close, a female voice suddenly sounded from not far away, "Wait, wait a minute, I'll go up together too."

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, and slid into a young girl through the gap that bounced open.

Feng Yuanyuan carried steamed stuffed bun soy milk in her hand, and stepped into the opening of the elevator door. After the elevator came to a complete stop, she did not forget to thank the person: "Thank you, thank you, please..."

When she raised her head and saw the man standing in front of her, the rest of her words suddenly stuck in her throat, her eyes widened as if seeing something impossible.

"Morning, beauty." Cheng Yi grinned and showed his white teeth. He glanced at Feng Yuanyuan a few times, and saw that this girl looked familiar, as if he had seen it several times in Song Xianfei's department.

"Morning, good morning..." Feng Yuanyuan was so frightened that she faltered and huddled in a corner of the elevator after answering, until the moment the door opened, she fled as if fleeing.

Cheng Yi smiled smugly, thinking that he was glamorous, which made the little girls feel embarrassed to be alone with him.

He raised his hand and straightened his collar, and then stepped into the marketing department with confident steps. After looking around, he found that Pan Yao and Song Xianfei were not there. When someone passed by, Cheng Yi stopped him and asked, " Where's your manager Pan?"

"Manager Pan...he always steps to work." The male colleague looked at Cheng Yi, who was a head taller than him, and couldn't help swallowing.

Cheng Yi let out a "huh", then raised his finger to Song Xianfei's office, "What about others?"

"Director Song should be in the tea room. He came early in the morning."

Cheng Yi nodded, thanked him and walked towards the tea room without looking back.

Sure enough, Song Xianfei was holding a cup of hot water there. Unlike the previous few times I saw him, that slightly anemic face was not wearing glasses today. Looking at it closely, I thought it was quite handsome.

If the person in front of him had a better personality, maybe he would consider agreeing to Lao Cheng's affairs and stay half-dutifully in the company.

It's just that she has more or less formed a relationship with him. If she makes herself compromise, unless the world is reversed, Song Xianfei can become a beautiful woman, and she must be the one she wants.

"Morning Director Song, did you sleep well last night?" Cheng Yi had a standard smirk on his face, with a flowered shirt and a big back, leaning against the door of the tea room like a peacock courting a mate.

Song Xianfei was almost taken aback by this man, and spilled a few drops of the wolfberry tea he was holding with a shake of his hand. When he saw Cheng Yi at the door, he couldn't help but frowned, and nodded lightly out of politeness.

Cheng Yi frowned slightly, "Director Song..."

"Give way." Song Xianfei held the teacup in his hand and raised his head to signal him to get out of the way.

Cheng Yi glanced at his cup, worried that the unknown red, yellow and yellow liquid in it would get on his expensive shirt, so he obediently turned sideways to get out of the way.

Before Song Xianfei walked a few steps away, he continued to follow him persistently, "You should say, please let me go."

"That's not where you should be standing."

"Didn't you realize that I'm not late today?"

"You feel very proud?" Song Xianfei stopped at the door of the office and glanced at him faintly. He wondered what medicine this kid had taken by mistake today. He was dressed in fancy clothes like the number one in the duck shop.

Cheng Yi was so angry that he wanted to laugh, and after a few seconds of struggling and distorting his expression on his face, he took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his chest and followed Song Xianfei into the office.

"Cheng Yi, what are you doing with me?" Song Xianfei put down the wolfberry tea and frowned at this idle young man.

Cheng Yi shrugged innocently, "It's not that Manager Pan hasn't come yet, and you didn't assign me a specific job, what else can I do besides following you?"

Song Xianfei took a deep breath, and had no choice but to temporarily endure this kid's annoyance before Pan Yao went to work.

Cheng Yi sat down on the sofa carelessly, and within three seconds of touching his butt against the cushion, he got up and walked to Song Xianfei's desk.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now I just feel that this person's office is quite simple and tidy. Apart from the necessary office supplies, the only thing worth admiring is the two potted asparagus on the windowsill.

The boring and rigid environment is almost the same as the man in front of him.

Cheng Yi let out a breath of cold air through the tip of his nose, and after looking back and forth several times, his gaze stayed on the photo frame on Song Xianfei's desk, which was the only thing that could temporarily attract his attention.

He picked it up conveniently, and regardless of whether Song Xianfei agreed or not, he sat down with half of his buttocks close to the edge of the table.

The photo frame is not the three members of Song Xianfei's family as he thought, but an ordinary photo of Director Song holding a cat. It seems that it has been a few years ago, and Song Xianfei in the photo is younger than he looks now, handsome and beautiful. There is a little greenness.

"Put it down." Song Xianfei glanced at him angrily, and when his eyes fell on Cheng Yi's ass next to the table, his temples throbbed, "Do I need a chair for you to sit on the sky?"

"It's not impossible." Cheng Yi grinned, put up one hand and asked half of his body: "Does Director Song still have cats? Male or female?"

Song Xianfei frowned, and reached out to take the photo frame back from Cheng Yi's hand.

"At first I thought it was your little girlfriend." Cheng Yi deliberately raised his hand to hold the photo frame up, smiling harmlessly, "Director Song is in his 30s, doesn't he have a girlfriend yet? Do you want to?" Let me introduce to you..."

"No need, and it has nothing to do with you." Song Xianfei interrupted coldly, and reached out to him again, "Give me back the photo."

Cheng Yi put down the photo frame and was stupefied, his eyes flicked back and forth on Song Xianfei without restraint, "Don't need...a girlfriend?"

"Cheng Yi, it's working time!" Song Xianfei frowned and glanced at him, his tone was lukewarm, "Please leave my office."

Cheng Yi smiled cheekily, and moved closer to Song Xianfei, "Director Song, I don't go to work until eight o'clock, and besides, Manager Pan hasn't come yet."

Song Xianfei's hand holding the teacup tightened, it was obvious that this kid was looking for trouble.

"I think Director Song is in pretty good condition." Cheng Yi frowned slightly, "Although you're a little worse than me, but you don't even look for a woman at this age, so... you don't like women, do you?"