act wildly

Chapter 135
The texture of this pen is very good, the whole body is round and smooth.

However, after the pen cap is opened, there is a small groove on the pen body.

Lu Zhaohe stared at the groove for a few seconds, then looked up and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why do I feel that the design here is a bit abrupt, or does it have some other purpose? Since it is your pen, help me introduce it introduce?"

Bai Pu's fingertips were a little numb.

In fact, the designers have tried their best to blend in, and most people may not notice this at all.

But Lu Zhaohe had sharp eyes.

And what he said also made Bai Pu's heart skip a few beats, and he always felt that he meant something.

Could it be that he has figured out that this is the switch that converts it into a voice recorder?
Thoughts were going back and forth, and in less than half a second, Bai Pu explained in a natural tone, "What can I say about a pen? It was accidentally dropped before, and the body of the pen was damaged. It was repaired later." Fortunately, this flaw is still left, and it looks ugly."

As she spoke, she clasped her hands in front of her and said with a pleading smile, "Just because it was given by my family, it is very precious to me. Mr. Lu, please be kind and give it back to me, please?"

She has a bright appearance to begin with, but once she puts on a playful expression, her whole person becomes more active.

Normally, he always pretends to be called Lu, but now he has another look.

The dark light in Lu Zhaohe's eyes fell on her face, but he seemed to be able to see through her heart.

The next second, the hand holding the pen fell on the table, rolled gently, and reached Bai Pu's hand.

Seeing her happily picking it up, she was filled with the joy of finding it.

His voice was light, and he had lost the interest in teasing her before, "Since you cherish it so much, let's not let it get lost next time, what do you think?"

As soon as Bai Pu lowered his head, he saw some ambiguous meaning in his eyes.

She paused, feeling that this sentence was another hint from him.

Lu Zhaohe had this ability, always making her think that he knew everything, but she didn't know if it was an illusion.

After blinking, she nodded quickly, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for reminding me."

"Ah."

"Mr. Lu." Bai Pu got the pen and was about to leave. He took two steps and suddenly shouted again.

Lu Zhaohe looked over with slightly squinted eyes. The folds of his double eyelids were very deep, making him look a bit cold, arrogant and indifferent.Originally, he wanted to test Luo Cheng about his vacation. The moment he said the words, Bai Pu changed his words temporarily, "Well, I have something to do in the afternoon and I want to take a leave. I will be back in about two hours, is that okay?"

She said, licking her lower lip.

If Lu Zhaohe asked her where she was going, she could find a good reason.

But Lu Zhaohe didn't ask. He looked away, took the folder on the table, and said calmly, "Follow the normal leave application process backstage, and I will approve it."

"……OK."

Before Bai Pu left, he took away the cold coffee and untouched fruit.

She kept the peeled orange by accident.

As soon as she walked out of the office, she regretted it.

Lu Zhaohe would definitely not touch it, so he might as well stuff it himself, as he happened to be thirsty.

If she goes back to get it now, will Lu Zhaohe think she is sick?

The answer is yes.

Bai Pu quickly went to the tea room to pack up the things in his hands, peeled off another one for himself, and then returned to his work station.

Seeing that Lu Zhaohe didn't pay attention, her movements were completely concealed under the table.

She immediately stopped thinking about eating oranges and started checking the pens first.

Inside the President's Office.

Lu Zhaohe sat down on the sofa, reached out and grabbed the cleanly peeled orange, and then dialed the phone, "Please help me check, what is the relationship between Bai Pu and her brother?"

I don’t know what was said on the other side of the phone. Lu Zhaohe didn’t have much patience, “Just do it if I ask you to. Why is there so much nonsense?!”

There was a faint sentence coming from the other side, "What are you eating?"

Lu Zhaohe, "What does it have to do with you?"

(End of this chapter)