250 Raids: There's a girl next door

The senior administrators of each branch office are sitting in their own offices to report and discuss work plans with the top leaders of their companies.

Cheng Yanke was wearing a headset, the content of the meeting was similar to usual, and he was a little tired after listening.

Resting his chin with one hand, narrowing his eyes lazily, he opened his mouth and yawned.

"President, you look haggard, do you want to take a rest?"

In the video, a regional female manager who was reporting to work asked with concern.

Who in the remote community doesn't know that their CEO is a workaholic, and often enters the company on weekends. When he is busy, he doesn't go home for many days and lives directly in the company.

He likes to take everything on himself, such a capitalist even feels distressed for his employees.

Cheng Changke waved her hand, motioning for her to continue talking.

Fingers pressed heavily on the swollen temples.

He casually glanced at the pot of prickly pear placed next to the computer. Why is its vitality so tenacious?

I have left it alone for so many days, and it is still alive and moist.

This is what Pei Ruomian forced to put here back then, saying that placing a pot of cactus next to the computer would reduce radiation.

She wanted to get another bigger pot, but he gave her a warning to stop her.

The prickly pear was full of bright yellow thorns, and he didn't know what was going on in his head, so he wanted to reach out and touch it.

'Hiss', his finger was accidentally pricked, he quickly withdrew his hand, his finger was pricked in two places, and bright red blood flowed out.

The spirit is full at once.

He wiped off the blood from his fingers with a tissue, looked at the pot of prickly pears and smiled bitterly.

It seems that what she sent can not only reduce radiation, but also have a refreshing effect.

After the meeting, he called his secretary in.

A female secretary in her thirties walked in with a smile on her face, "President."

Cheng Yanke raised his eyelids and looked at the secretary who was walking towards him, pointed at the prickly pear, "Get some water, I want to water it."

The secretary was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and after a while she came back to her senses and nodded, "Okay."

The president of this pot of cactus has been taking care of it himself for more than a year, but some time ago he didn't care about it anymore, letting it fend for itself in front of him.

Why did this little plant suddenly appear again today?

The pot of prickly pear was given by Miss Pei Ruomian, and this secret has spread throughout the company.

Every time Miss Mian Mian comes, the president is always lukewarm towards her, but now that her family is no longer here, he has become enthusiastic about the things she sent.

It's so confusing.

Cheng Yanke patiently sprayed water on the prickly pear, spraying it every once in a while, like a human being playing with a pet.

There was a peaceful smile on his handsome face, and the female secretary looked at it in a daze.

She is really envious of this pot of cactus.

President, you might as well spray me.

"You still have something to do?" Cheng Yanke realized that the secretary had been standing in front of him and did not leave.

The honest-looking female secretary quickly waved her hands and replied, "It's okay, I'm going out first."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, when Cheng Yanke suddenly said, "I'm going to attend the birthday party of Mr. Wang of the Dingsheng Group tonight, so you go and prepare a gift."

For an old man's birthday, Lao Cheng was supposed to go there, but Ms. Ye is in a bad mood recently. Lao Cheng has always preferred to blame the world over Ms. Ye. Things took her on a trip around the world.