Chapter 1961

Feng Mengmeng thinks that long Yutian doesn't like the windbreaker he chose for him. He thinks that the 300000 is wasted, so the boss is not happy.

She nodded obediently in an instant. She slipped into the sofa and began to count the tea leaves.

Long Yutian continued to sit on the swivel chair and concentrated on the copywriting contract. From time to time, he picked up his pen and signed his name on the contract.

Feng Mengmeng, on the other hand, tilted his head and counted the tea in boredom.

Two people, unexpectedly peacefully passed an afternoon, who also did not take the initiative to say anything.

After counting 30 bags of tea, Feng Mengmeng stretches his arm lazily and looks at the time. It's five o'clock in the afternoon and it's time to get off work.

she wants to open her mouth several times and apply to the president to go home for dinner. However, it seems that he is still indulging in his work. The seriousness between his eyes and brows is full of the atmosphere of idlers.

Let Feng Mengmeng, a little absorbed in watching -

"nothing to do?" Feel a woman's eyes, silly staring at himself for a long time, long Yutian finally put down his pen, took the initiative to call her.

When Feng Mengmeng heard long Yutian's voice, he regained his mind and wiped the saliva on his lips foolishly. He looked very cute.

"Big boss - what's the matter?"

Long Yutian especially enjoyed the way that she was infatuated with her own flowers, and the corners of her lips even stirred up an enchanting smile.

"Tired - go and make me a cup of coffee."

Feng Mengmeng nodded, turned out of the office and made a cup of coffee. When he came back to the office, long Yutian had already turned on his laptop with headphones, as if he was holding a conference call.

Feng Mengmeng with coffee, very clever stand beside him, don't disturb him.

Long Yu's eyes are fixed on the computer screen.

Now, the gentle sunlight outside the window mingled with the white light flashing from the screen, interwoven on his side face.

He was wearing a white shirt, with pale blue eyes, noble and elegant temperament, mixed with a bit approachable.

Some messy hair covered his forehead, to see the look at the bottom of his eyes, but from the thin closed lips, I can feel his seriousness at this moment.

Long and slender fingertips, quickly tapping the keyboard, until a series of dense text appeared on the screen, long Yu genius slightly frowned, looking attentively for a while.

Feng Mengmeng is also slightly curious and glances at it. It's full of French, German, English and tadpole language -- (PS: what Mengmeng doesn't know, collectively referred to as tadpole language)

he has been abroad for several years, and he has never passed CET-4. But the boss is proficient in five languages?

Sure enough - not my race, mutant species!

This is the first time that she worships the president from the bottom of her heart - even the eyes of the president are flashing with a touch of worship!

But long Yutian, after seeing these data, the whole person is more and more condensed.

With a slap, he closed the notebook and yelled at the Bluetooth headset: "redo it all, I can't catch up with you tonight, I'll pack up and leave!" Maybe Feng Mengmeng was fascinated by the roar of Long Yu's cold weather.

Small hand a shake, unexpectedly put the cup of coffee, fell on the table.

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