High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

"Sit down and eat together."

Mr. Ming's eyes are very dark, and they seem to be bottomless at first glance, which matches the mysterious and charming temperament of Mr. Ming very well.

It is very easy to create an illusion of affection when gazing at a person.

Xi Hua felt his little heart tremble again, stiffened his body and sat down according to the other party's instructions.

Tremblingly picking up the pair of expensive chopsticks, Xi Hua felt that his head had almost become a paste.

He, an intern in a company, is actually sitting with the big boss and eating face to face? !

No one will believe it if you tell it, okay?

Xi Hua lowered his head to pick up the rice, feeling that today's matter is enough for him to brag about for a year.

"Why don't you eat vegetables? Does it not suit your appetite?"

Although Mr. Ming himself was holding chopsticks, he hardly seemed to be eating. Instead, he had been paying attention to Xi Hua's situation.

Xi Hua was choked by the sudden concern, turned his head and coughed violently, and at the same time quickly denied: "I don't like it! I ate it, it's delicious!"

When the big boss invites you to dinner, you still pick and choose, do you want to pack up and leave tomorrow?

A hand suddenly appeared behind Xi Hua's back and began to clap rhythmically. It was Mr. Ming's voice, and he asked, "Are you okay? Do you want some water?"

Seeing that the words had just finished, Xi Hua thoughtfully handed over the water glass in front of him, took it with both hands flattered, took a quick sip to calm down his breath, and then said a little uncomfortable: "Thank you Ming gentlemen."

It was also at this time that Xi Hua realized that the distance between himself and Mr. Ming seemed a little too close.

You can even see the protruding Adam's apple on the other party's neck just by looking up-what's the matter with the sexy look?

Anyway, everyone is a man, so Xi Hua took a few more glances in a very upright manner. It was not until Mr. Ming sat back that Xi Hua looked away with some reluctance, and started talking to the bowl of white rice in front of him again. fight.

A chopstick of scrambled eggs with shrimp was caught in Xi Hua's bowl, Xi Hua's hands shook, and he immediately raised his head: "Ming..."

The other party's expression at this time didn't know why, and it seemed a bit unnatural, with long and dense eyelashes hanging down, showing a kind of aristocratic melancholy beauty.

He only used two words to reply to Xi Hua: "Eat."

Xi Hua obediently shut his mouth.

Don't guess what the big boss is thinking, maybe this is one of the quirks that only belong to the rich?

Xi Hua slandered silently in his heart, but it didn't prevent him from eating more and more cheerfully.

After all, the food brought by Lin Zhu is really delicious. Xi Hua has never eaten such delicious food, and he likes everything.

Naturally, Xi Hua couldn't think that Assistant Lin would know his own taste, so this could only be a meal ordered according to Mr. Ming's taste.

I didn't expect that I and Mr. Ming tasted so similar!

After eating, Xi Hua stood up consciously and started to clean up, but was stopped by Mr. Ming.

"You don't need to clean it up there. If you are tired, you can rest on the sofa for a while at noon."

As he spoke, Mr. Ming pressed the pager on his desk.

Soon the office door opened again, but this time it was not Lin Zhu who came in, but another man Xi Hua didn't know, probably an assistant.

After the other party came in, he didn't say much, just nodded, and then silently cleaned up the leftovers of the two of them.

After returning everything to the original state, the man nodded and walked out silently.

Xi Hua looked at the boss who was sitting at the desk and began to deal with the work, but felt that standing here was more of an obstacle, so he tentatively said: "Mr. Ming, shall I go out first?"

The man sitting behind the desk looked up, "Do you have a place to rest?"

Xi Hua paused for a moment, thinking, then I can't just lie carelessly in the president's office and sleep, right?

Xi Hua felt that Mr. Ming seemed to be a little too indulgent towards him, and he was too gentle.

But no matter whether it was the gossip or the news heard in the past, Mr. Ming from their company did not seem to be such a gentle person.

It's a lie that Xi Hua isn't worried now that something is going wrong.

It's just that he couldn't think of anything that Mr. Ming could use.

Xi Hua said, "I don't sleep at noon."

After saying this sentence, Xi Hua actually felt a little regretful, why were he and the boss so stubborn?

But Mr. Ming didn't seem to be angry at all. Instead, the corners of his lips curled up, and the pen in his hand quickly wrote something on the document, "You can also play with your mobile phone. It's lunch break, so you can do whatever you want."

Xi Hua: "..."

He just wanted to go back to his little office.

But Mr. Ming has already talked about this point, and he seems a little ignorant if he wants to do this or that again.

Xi Hua sat down again very cautiously.

He doesn't want to play with his mobile phone at all now, and it's a lie to say he doesn't sleep.

On the contrary, Xi Hua had to sleep for a while at noon to ensure that he would not fall asleep at his work station in the afternoon.

But the words have been spoken just now, so Xi Hua had no choice but to take out his phone and swipe it first.

The news in the company group was so fast that Xi Hua glanced at a few posts and found out that it was still related to him.

'The intern who got lucky' became the new nickname for many in the company.

Several interns who joined the company at the same time were also asking, who is the president who went up to the 39th floor?

Xi Hua silently exited the chat interface, not daring to start a conversation.

Although I will know sooner or later, but what I said on my own initiative is a bit too hateful.

However, Xi Hua thought of someone in the group who said that this sentence should be stable now, and at this moment his heart moved.

Xi Hua had never dared to imagine that he would really be left behind.

Although I was lucky enough to enter the company as an intern, the conditions for becoming a full-time employee in the end were too difficult. Xi Hua didn't think that an intern who was only responsible for running errands and buying coffee all day could have this qualification.

But even if you can't stay, with this internship experience, you will have a little advantage over your peers when you go out to find a job in the end.

So Xi Hua has always been quite open.

But now it seems that the possibility of being converted to a regular position is quite high?

Xi Hua hugged the phone and stared blankly for a while, feeling that this surprise seemed a bit too much, all of a sudden?

He looked towards Mr. Ming.

At this moment, Mr. Ming lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, looking a little indifferent, no longer the very gentle look before.

But Xi Hua felt that this should be the real appearance of Mr. Ming.

......

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Zhu came over on time and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Ming, there is a meeting in the R&D department that you said you were going to..."

When Lin Zhu's eyes fell on the fragrant Xi Hua who was sleeping on the sofa, he paused.

Fortunately, many years of good professionalism made Lin Zhu calm down quickly after being extremely surprised, and then continued to finish his previous words without changing his face.

Chongming didn't look up, just said: "Understood."

That's what it means to go.

Lin Zhu relaxed slightly.

Chongming put away the documents in his hand, then stood up and ordered Lin Zhu: "Bring a blanket here."

Lin Zhu opened his mouth, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the person who was sleeping on the sofa again, calmed down his complicated mood at the moment, and said, "Okay."

After the blanket was brought, Lin Zhu watched Mr. Ming carefully put the blanket on the intern's body, what can I say with that look——

Lin Zhu felt that he had never been so gentle when covering his three-year-old daughter with a quilt.

This intern must not be offended in the future.

Lin Zhu silently adjusted Xi Hua's importance level again in his heart.

As the two left, the huge office became quiet again.

And Xi Hua, who was still asleep just now, suddenly sat up, looking at the blanket on his body with a ghostly expression.

It is true that he fell asleep at the beginning, but he woke up when Lin Zhu came in!

After all, he is in the president's office at the moment, and it is impossible for him to sleep as peacefully as if he was at home. It was because the biological clock was too sleepy that he fell asleep in the first place.

Xi Hua didn't intend to pretend to be asleep, but he didn't get up in time.

Later, it was no longer possible to pretend to be asleep.

After all, who would have thought that Mr. Ming, a dignified CEO, would personally cover an intern who just met today with a blanket!

Xi Hua scratched his hair irritably, feeling that things seemed to be going in a very miraculous direction since today.

All kinds of [-]:[-] episodes of dog blood that I have seen are playing back in Xi Hua's mind. The afternoon sun shines on the floor through the French windows, like gold is flowing.

Xi Hua looked at the soft white blanket on his lap, lost in thought.

Although he feels that he looks pretty good, but Mr. Yiming's net worth has never been seen before, so he won't fall in love with him at first sight like in an idol drama, right?

When this idea came out, Xi Hua himself felt like it was nonsense.

But what other reason could there be?

Suddenly found out that he is Mr. Ming's long-lost brother?Or is it that he actually has a bizarre and tortuous life experience of a wealthy family?

After thinking for a long time, Xi Hua felt that the more he thought about it, the more outrageous he was, so he sighed.

The scenery on the 39th floor should be the best in the whole building.

The whole row of floor-to-ceiling windows is very shocking, and Xi Hua doubts whether his annual salary is enough to buy a piece of glass here.

Xi Hua silently admired the president's exclusive scenery in front of the window for a while, then quickly folded the blanket and put it on the sofa.

He thought it would be better to go back to his small office outside.

One afternoon, no one came to him again.

On the 39th floor, the other people in the president's secretary's office seemed to be busy all the time, but no one told Xi Hua what to do, let alone Xi Hua himself.

But in the afternoon, someone sent Xi Hua a new work permit.

He also has a 'identity' on the 39th floor now!

Xi Hua was still a little excited.

Finally, when it was time to get off work, Xi Hua picked up his backpack.

The company does not have any strict requirements for dress, but Xi Hua took a look at the assistant secretaries of the president's office today, and they all seemed to be dressed in a uniform—but they didn't tell themselves, especially Lin Zhu, that they didn't have any requirements. carry.

This made Xi Hua feel a little confused.

Forget it, I don't think so much after get off work.

"Amy."

When Xi Hua went downstairs, he saw his 'former boss' and said hello.

Amy is holding a stack of materials in her hands, and it looks like she has to work overtime again today.

Seeing that Xi Hua was ready to leave work, Amy didn't say anything. After all, the company didn't need an intern to work overtime. She just nodded, "Are you still used to it?"

Xi Hua recalled the day when he had nothing to do, "...I got used to it."

Amy just thought that Xi Hua was thin-skinned and embarrassed to say that she was tired, so she gave a few words of encouragement.

In the end, Xi Hua walked out of the company's gate as if he was running away.

He is now particularly afraid of meeting someone who asks him what he did on the top today.

Xi Hua couldn't say that he had a meal with Mr. Ming, slept on the sofa in the CEO's office, and didn't do anything else, could he? !

But it doesn't seem to be the way to always be so free today.

Xi Hua decided to take the initiative to ask Lin Zhu when he was at work tomorrow, so as to find something for himself.

The next few days were the same as before.

It's just that Mr. Ming, who was only planning to inspect their company for a short time, actually looks like he wants to stay for a long time.

Speaking of which, Xi Hua only found out in the past few days that although their company is very large, it is only one of Mr. Ming's countless assets.

Although Mr. Ming looked very young, he actually seemed to be quite young.

It's just how big it is, no one knows.

But Xi Hua thought of the cold and dignified face he had seen, and couldn't imagine how old Mr. Ming could be.

"Mr. Ming, coffee."

Xi Hua now has a new task, that is, the first thing to do at work is to make coffee for Mr. Ming.

After making coffee, tidy up Mr. Ming's office.

Just like this, Xi Hua felt that Lin Zhu didn't really want to do it himself, as if he was afraid that he would tire himself...

Xi Hua didn't quite understand.

"Is today Valentine's Day?"

After taking Xi Hua's coffee, Mr. Ming who was sitting on the chair suddenly asked this question.

Xi Hua was taken aback.

As a ten thousand year single dog, his sensitivity to these festivals can be said to be almost zero.

But at this moment when the boss asked, Xi Hua had no choice but to quickly turn his brain to recall, "It should be."

Mr. Ming continued to ask, "Do you have any plans for today?"

The question above Xi Hua's head was almost solidified. What kind of strange question is this?

Why did Mr. Ming ask him if he has any plans for Valentine's Day?

Is it so related to the private life of your subordinates?

Xi Hua complained silently in his heart, and replied: "No, no?"

"Mmm." Mr. Ming nodded without expression.

Just when Xi Hua relaxed a little and was about to back out, Mr. Ming's words were like thunder on the ground again, making Xi Hua dizzy.

Mr. Ming still held the cup of coffee in his hand, leaning half on the leather swivel chair.

He lowered his head and took a sip, the hot steam of coffee lingered on his eyebrows, his slender and perfect knuckles were holding the handle of the cup, making an ordinary mug look like a work of art.

Every move is graceful like a painting.

As soon as Xi Hua was thinking this way, he heard the other party raise his eyes and said indifferently,

"Dinner with me tonight."