190 My boss has a plan for me

From this point of view, I may not receive any photos tonight.

Gong Jingze sighed deeply. He didn't see a single finished product of the 10,000+ small toys.

Since you can't see the finished product, there will be no interesting entertainment tonight. Let's wash up and go to bed.

At ten o'clock, Mr. Xiao Gong finished taking a bath, with a bath towel lying across his firm waist, stepped on the water and walked out of the bathroom.

"Ding--"

The blue bird with the extended sound is particularly concerned about the sound of the reminder.

Mr. Komiya turned his head keenly, and his eagle-like eyes shot at the mobile phone on the bedside.

Is it the little fairy who sent the picture?

Mr. Xiao Gong quickly ran to the bedside table, picked up the phone, unlocked it, and entered the blue bird, all in one go!

S: [picture jpg.]

Gong Jingze felt that his breathing was stagnant before he clicked on the zoom button.

Their guaibao is really good, and actually put on a little skirt.

It's the red one.

At that time, he saw this red dress on the Internet, and when he thought of the fair skin of the goblin, he couldn't help thinking that it must be very attractive for him to wear.

Although Guaibao only took a picture of his back and didn't show anything that shouldn't be, it was enough to make people angry.

The bright red braided rope is wrapped around the fair and flawless back, because when taking a selfie in the mirror, the body needs to be bent forward, so the back collapses like a bow ready to go, and the thin body The upper spine is clearly visible, and the two waist dimples are just exposed from under the red rope, which is round and cute.

Gong Jingze breathed tremblingly, carefully kept the picture, and couldn't help but look at it again.

How can someone's skin be so white and tender, it looks so flimsy, as if they grew up in a milk bath from a young age.

Shen Jingnian blushed and waited for a long time for G's reply, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Does G also think that he is too feminine and not good-looking?

S: [. 】

G: [Baby is so beautiful~]

S: [Frivolous. 】

G: [No, this is a heartfelt compliment]

Shen Jingnian raised the back of his hand and touched his cheek, it was so hot, no wonder he felt the heat on his face and his eyes.

G: [I really found a treasure]

G: [Baby, you are really great, you have to believe in yourself]

S: [um]

Gong Jingze felt that something was wrong with his special assistant recently.

he's changed.

A serious, rigid, calm and standard workplace elite became a little elated.

Just like a work machine that is too emotional, it will drip and spin twice in place after finishing the work, satisfied with its own work achievements.

Gong Jingze stood at the door of the office with folded arms, looking sternly at the secretary's office run by the president.

The outer wall of the secretary's room is a thick layer of tempered glass, through which the situation inside can be seen clearly. Now, Special Assistant Shen is standing in a group of delicate flowers to release his hormones - helping the secretary's room to fill buckets.

Special Assistant Shen's white shirt was tucked squarely into the suit pants, and the bending action caused the clothes to reveal a thin waist and a straight buttocks. There is no doubt that Special Assistant Shen's waist-to-hip ratio is excellent.

The sleeves of the white shirt were rolled up, exposing the white and firm forearms, and the masculine breath rushed towards his face.

All the people in the secretary's room gathered around Shen Jingnian with water glasses, nominally waiting to drink water, but actually watching the handsome guy exuding charm from a close distance, and even a few bold ones reached out to touch Shen Jingnian's abdominal muscles .

Seeing this scene, Gong Jingze stretched his neck, subconsciously let out a light cough.

The girls in the secretary's office were shocked in an instant, as if they were being held up by God with puppet strings, they obediently ran back to their seats, not in a hurry to drink water anymore.

Shen Jingnian put the bucket away sullenly, strode out of the secretary's room solemnly, walked straight to Gong Jingze who was peeping, stood still in front of him, and raised his eyebrows.

Gong Jingze raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, waiting for Shen Jingnian to speak first.

Special Assistant Shen was silent for a while, and asked, "Have you signed all the documents on Mr. Xiaogong's desk?"

"Not yet, but my neck is tired and my eyes are sore. I want to come out to relax my eyes." Gong Jingze smiled like a little ruffian when he spoke.

When Gong Jingze smiled, his eyes were bright, as if he was deeply affectionate, it was hard to look directly at.

Shen Jingnian couldn't help but turn his eyes away, and said: "Mr. Xiao Gong's floor-to-ceiling windows are enough to overlook the whole city. Do you still need to come here to see the glass in the study?"

"These two scenery are different." Gong Jingze said glibly.

Shen Jingnian chuckled: "Yes, there are so many beautiful women here, they are especially seductive."

"It turned out that Special Assistant Shen thought so." Gong Jingze suddenly realized, "No wonder Special Assistant Shen would go to the secretary's office to grab the plumbing work."

Shen Jingnian almost stomped his feet in anger, revealing his showy nature, and said anxiously: "It's the water delivery worker who has swayed his waist for the past two days and asked the people in the department to raise their hands by themselves. The girls come to me because they are weak."

Gong Jingze's gaze swept across Shen Jingnian's waist and abdomen, nodded affirmatively: "Well, yes, Special Assistant Shen's waist is better than that of the water delivery man."

Shen Jingnian was speechless, turned around and strode away.

"Hey, don't go, I actually want to drink a cup of coffee to wake up." Gong Jingze looked behind with a look of reluctance.

Shen Jingnian paused, grinding his back molars.

Okay, do you want some coffee?

I make you quit coffee for the rest of your life!

Ten minutes later, Gong Jingze was sitting in the office, waiting for Special Assistant Shen's coffee.

As soon as Shen Jingnian entered, Gong Jingze smiled, and grabbed a handful of instant milk foam and sugar for coffee from the drawer under the table.

"Today I prepared milk and sugar by myself, you can't succeed this time."

Shen Jingnian put the coffee dish in his hand on Gong Jingze's table expressionlessly, taking the time to appreciate Gong Jingze's stunned expression.

Gong Jingze opened his mouth slightly in disbelief. This time, the coffee was made more delicately than before. The tableware used this time is a set of exquisite white porcelain cups and saucers. The top of the coffee is made of milk foam. Latte is a proud little swan with head held high.

He said teasingly, "Special Assistant Shen is indeed virtuous, and his skill in making coffee is superb."

Shen Jingnian sneered and remained silent.

Gong Jingze picked up the coffee, first sniffed it with enjoyment and exaggerated movements, then looked at Shen Jingnian's constipated expression, and boasted fiercely: "This coffee has a strong aroma, the latte art is exquisite, and the cup and saucer are carefully prepared. Don't talk about drinking, I know it's good coffee just by smelling it, Special Assistant Shen, after making coffee for so long, you're finally sensible."

Gong Jingze's eyes were filled with relief, and under Shen Jingnian's increasingly indifferent eyes, he drank the white swan's big ass.

"puff--"

Mr. Komiya performed a human fountain on the spot.

Shen Jingnian clasped his hands in front of him, with an honest look on his face: "Is Xiao Gong always getting burned? Or is the coffee so delicious that you are too excited to choke?"

Gong Jingze's eyes were flushed physiologically, his tongue was sticking out, he turned his head dullly to look at Shen Jingnian, and slowly uttered two words: "Coffee is poisonous..."

"It's not poison, I put vinegar." Special Assistant Shen smiled, with a dignified, generous, elegant, and charming demeanor.