President, don't mess around

Ling Yanyan nodded. "Then give it to me! I'll send it to the president." Wang Xueyi reached out and took the bag in her hand, and walked to the president's office.

Ling Yanyan didn't know where to go, so she could only stand by the door of the president's office at a loss.

Feng Zhiming originally thought he would see Ling Yanyan coming in, but when he looked up, he found that it was Wang Xueyi who walked into the office, "Why are you here?" He just raised his head, then lowered his head, looking at the documents on the table.

Wang Xueyi walked over and sat opposite him, "I'll bring you breakfast!" She pointed to the breakfast bag on the coffee table.

"You can just ask Ling Tezhu to do this kind of trivial matter, you go out first! By the way, ask Ling Tezhu to come in." Feng Zhiming said to her.

Wang Xueyi's complexion turned extremely ugly, she walked out of the office, and said bitterly to Ling Yanyan who was standing at the door, "Let you in." Ling Yanyan said oh, knocked on the door before walking in, "President." Standing by the door of the office, looking at Feng Zhiming who is working hard.

Hearing her voice, Feng Zhiming raised his head and put down the pen in his hand, "Close the door."

"Oh." Ling Yanyan closed the door of the office and stood there.

"Assistant Ling, don't forget your own identity. Your duty is to obey my orders, and I am your leader. I don't want you to hand over what I told you to someone else, understand?" Feng Zhiming glanced at the breakfast bag on the coffee table.

"Yes, I got it." Ling Yanyan nodded on the surface, but she was a little angry in her heart. It wasn't that she wanted others to help, it was Wang Xueyi who grabbed it, okay?How can you blame her?

Feng Zhiming looked into her eyes, revealing dissatisfaction and a trace of imperceptible anger. He stood up, walked to the coffee table, sat down on the sofa, "Let's have breakfast!"

Feng Zhiming pulled her over, sat next to him, and put the cup of warm milk in front of her, "Finish!" Ling Yanyan glanced at him, "Can I stop drinking?"

"No." Feng Zhiming took a sip of coffee and directly refused her, "You can drink it if I tell you to." Then he put all the meals in the box in front of Ling Yanyan, "Eat these too. "

Ling Yanyan hasn't even taken a sip of the milk in her hand, what does he mean?She wants to eat it all, so she doesn't have to eat lunch.

"I can't eat so much." Ling Yanyan took a sip of milk, suppressed the discomfort in her stomach, and glanced at Feng Zhiming beside her.

"It's fine when you're full, and if you can't finish it, throw it away." Feng Zhiming's daily breakfast is a cup of coffee.Ling Yanyan grinned, "Okay, I'll have lunch." Anyway, she's not hungry now, so she put everything back into her bag.

"At noon, there is an entertainment, you have to go with me." Feng Zhiming finished the coffee in his cup and returned to his desk.

The smile on Ling Yanyan's face is still stiff, damn it!Why does he hit her every time?Okay, since, if he doesn't eat breakfast, she can't eat it either, so she can give it to others!

Put away the breakfast on the table, and walked out of the office, Feng Zhiming didn't care, let her go out with the breakfast, he knew what she wanted without thinking.

Ling Yanyan took the breakfast and took the elevator to the design department. Seeing the designers in the entire office making design drawings, she aroused a little desire in her heart. She also graduated from a design major, but she still worked with design. Just missed it.

Knocked on the door of Yu Chen's office, "Please come in." Yu Chen's warm voice sounded.

Ling Yanyan opened the door and walked into the room, "Senior."

As soon as Yu Chen heard Ling Yanyan's voice, he raised his head, "Yanyan, why are you here, sit down quickly." The two sat side by side on the sofa.

"Senior, please have breakfast." Ling Yanyan put the breakfast in front of him.

Yu Chen looked at her with some surprise: "Yanyan, shouldn't you come to work in the company?"

"Yes." Ling Yanyan nodded, "Yes!"

"Which department did you go to?" Yu Chen was still wondering where the person who came to report for work yesterday did not know where he went.

Ling Yanyan sighed, "I'm the assistant to the president."

"That's a good thing! Why aren't you happy?" Yu Chen looked at Ling Yanyan who was unhappy.

"Senior, as you know, I study design, and I'm not interested in working as an assistant to the president, nor do I understand it.

Yu Chen smiled and patted her on the back, "It's okay, I believe you can do it."

"But, I don't like being an assistant to the president at all." Especially working with that annoying man.

Yu Chen was eating a delicious breakfast, "Did the CEO let you eat this breakfast? Or did you buy it for me?"

"This is... Anyway, don't worry about it, you just need to eat." Ling Yanyan stood up, "Senior, I'm going to work first."

Yu Chen nodded, "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Ling Yanyan walked quickly back to the president's office, "President, what should I do?" Seeing him looking at the document seriously, she didn't know what to do.

"I thought you had forgotten that you came here for work. Where have you been for so long?" Feng Zhiming couldn't help himself when he saw Ling Yanyan change her original personality and look at him respectfully. frowned.

"I..." Ling Yanyan looked at him pretending to be wronged.

"What are you? Where did you take your breakfast?" Feng Zhiming looked at the milk on the coffee table that he had only taken a sip of, and his brows tightened even more.

Why is this person like this? Do you want to report this? "I've had breakfast." Ling Yanyan said it as a matter of course.

"Really? I drank the milk too." Feng Zhiming handed the milk on the coffee table to her.

Ling Yanyan can't always let him hold it, so she can only take it, "President, can I not drink?"

"You're too thin, you should eat more." Feng Zhiming looked at her thin face, feeling very distressed.

"Drink it." Feng Zhiming did not allow her rejection and hesitation.

Ling Yanyan drank the milk in the glass in one gulp, all the discomfort in her stomach surged up, she covered her mouth with her hands, but she still didn't have time to run to the bathroom, she vomited all of it into the trash can by the door, "Ouch. " Ling Yanyan's face turned pale, and she squatted beside the trash can.

Feng Zhiming stepped forward and patted her on the back, "Are you okay?" He immediately picked her up and walked into the bathroom in his lounge.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, turned on the tap, and rinsed her mouth with water.

"Since you can't drink milk, why do you have to be brave?" Feng Zhiming stood behind her and handed her a dry towel.

"You, you made me drink it, why did I become a brash one?" Ling Yanyan turned her head, gave him a blank stare, put the towel in the washbasin, and was about to wash it.