ace female assistant

Chapter 169 He is not a good person

"Hello?" Cen Qinghe's throat was a little stuck as soon as she answered the phone, so she coughed again and cleared her throat.

This time, it was Shang Shaocheng's own voice that came from the phone. There was no obvious emotional ups and downs in his tone, but he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Cen Qinghe closed his eyes and held the mobile phone. Because of the headache, he frowned and replied in a low voice: "Maybe I have a cold."

Shang Shaocheng said: "You can still catch a cold in this weather, why don't you die in winter?"

Cen Qinghe was restless, so he didn't have the patience to wake up. He didn't even think about it. He replied in a deep voice, "I'm very tired and I want to sleep."

Shang Shaocheng said, "Where's your colleague?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Let's go out."

Two seconds later, Shang Shaocheng asked, "What number do you live?"

"Ok?"

"I'm asking about the specific units and buildings in your home." It was already a slightly impatient voice.

Cen Qinghe replied in a daze: "Why are you asking this?"

Shang Shaocheng's deep and pleasant voice came, "I will send you a bomb."

Cen Qinghe was uncomfortable, and was not in the mood to deal with his cynicism. She frowned and said weakly: "Director Shang, I will listen to you when I recover from illness. I will take a leave of absence today, and I really won't be able to get out of bed."

Shang Shaocheng replied in a deep voice: "There's so much nonsense when you can't get out of bed, hurry up and tell me which building, I'll send you medicine, and I have to go to the company to watch a movie tomorrow, so don't die at home."

Cen Qinghe subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the words came to her lips, but it was too uncomfortable, and Shang Shaocheng didn't tell her that she had forgotten that tomorrow, Monday, she had to go to work, and there was still a mess to be cleaned up.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Cen Qinghe reported the specific building and residence number.

Shang Shaocheng said, "Listen to the doorbell."

"it is good."

She couldn't even say thank you, Shang Shaocheng had already hung up.

With her eyes closed, Cen Qinghe's breathing was burning hot, her body was hot and cold, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

About half an hour later, the doorbell sounded from outside.Cen Qinghe lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took a look at the video at the door, only vaguely saw the figure of a man, but couldn't see his face clearly.

She opened the door directly, and the man downstairs opened the door and entered.

Cen Qinghe opened the security door upstairs and stood at the door waiting.Not long after, the elevator door opened, and a strange man in a courier uniform appeared in front of Cen Qinghe, holding a medicine bag in his hand, looked at her and asked, "Excuse me, is this Cen Qinghe?"

Cen Qinghe nodded weakly, and the younger brother handed over the medicine bag, "This is your medicine."

Cen Qinghe asked in a low voice, "How much?"

The little brother said: "I have already paid for it."

Cen Qinghe tried his best to squeeze out a faint smile, "Thank you, I'm sorry."

"You're welcome, then you rest, I'll go first."

After closing the door, Cen Qinghe walked back with the medicine bag.She thought it was Shang Shaocheng who came to deliver the medicine in person, but she seemed to be thinking too much.

As soon as he walked to the door of the bedroom, he heard the phone ringing.

Cen Qinghe walked over, picked up the phone, "Hello, Director Shang."

"Has the courier arrived?"

"Well, I just got the medicine, thank you Director Shang."

"I'll help you prepare for tomorrow's play. If you don't go, who will you show it to?"

Cen Qinghe asked: "Can you spoil me in advance?"

She, the client, doesn't know what play to act in. This feeling is not only exciting, but also frightening.

However, Shang Shaocheng made up his mind to play mystery, and he replied in a lukewarm and joking tone: "Spoilers are no fun."

Cen Qinghe didn't have the strength to roll his eyes, feeling that he was in charge of everything behind the scenes, even she was just a character in the play?

"Oh, then I look forward to coming here tomorrow." Cen Qinghe lowered his head and looked at the medicine bag in his hand-it was really a big bag of medicine. Those who knew it were for colds, but those who didn't thought it was for wounded soldiers.In addition to various boxed medicines, she also saw items such as gauze, band-aids and medical glue.

After a little distraction, Shang Shaocheng's voice came from my ear, "Take the medicine for the symptoms yourself, and you owe me a favor if you take it well, and take care of it yourself if you eat it badly."

After all, Cen Qinghe couldn't hold back, glanced up, and replied aloud: "Don't worry, I'm already like this, and I won't touch your porcelain."

Shang Shaocheng said: "I specially asked the doctor to take medicine that will not go bad even if it is not eaten well, so as to prevent problems before they happen."

Damn, is he still human?
He cursed secretly in his heart, wait, why do these words sound so familiar?

Cen Qinghe calmed down and pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly realized that when Shang Shaocheng was sick, she went to buy medicine for him, and that's what she told the doctor.

Hey, should it be said that the hero sees and agrees?Or is it not the time to report?
"Thank you Director Shang. When I recover from illness, I will definitely repay you well." Cen Qinghe replied meaningfully.

It's not that Shang Shaocheng couldn't hear the gnashing of teeth in her words, he replied calmly: "Come to F when the time comes. It's enough for K to practice with me, you don't need to use your brain or your heart."

He beat around the bush and scolded her for being brainless, Cen Qinghe didn't think of a trace to fight back, but her current physical condition did not allow her, she was tired enough to say these two sentences, so she gave up.

Take this boring loss first, it's not too late for a beautiful girl to take revenge for ten years, so wait for her.

After hanging up the phone, Cen Qinghe opened the medicine bag, took out two cold medicines and antipyretics from it, and took four or five medicines in one go.

After taking the medicine, Cen Qinghe fell back on the bed and waited for the curative effect.

Not half an hour after lying down, the doorbell rang again.Cen Qinghe wondered who it was this time, could it be that Cai Xinyuan forgot to bring the key?
Walking to the door, I saw a person whose face was not clear standing outside the door downstairs from the video call.Cen Qinghe picked up the phone and asked, "Who is it?"

"takeout."

"...I didn't order takeaway, did I deliver it wrong?"

"Aren't you Cen Qinghe from 1203?"

"Yes."

"Someone ordered takeaway, paid for it, and said it was delivered to you."

The second monk Cen Qinghe Zhang couldn't figure it out, so he opened the door first.

Another courier brother delivered food to the door. There were two big bags, and the takeaway lunch boxes inside were placed on the bottom two by two. They were stacked three layers up and down, and they were heavy in their hands.

After thanking her, Cen Qinghe walked in with the lunch box, put the bag on the coffee table in the living room, turned around and went back to the bedroom, and called Cai Xinyuan with her mobile phone.

She asked Cai Xinyuan, "Did you order takeaway for me?"

Cai Xinyuan said, "No, I thought you were sleeping, what's wrong?"

"Ah, it's okay, just ask."

Cai Xinyuan said, "Are you feeling better?"

"Well, much better."

I have to say that the profiteer still did some personal work. After taking the medicine, she obviously felt much more comfortable. At least the pier didn't hurt, and her eyes didn't swell anymore.

After chatting with Cai Xinyuan for a few words, Cen Qinghe hung up the phone.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, she unpacked the takeaway in front of her.A total of twelve lunch boxes, five meat and five vegetables, one box of lunch and one box of soup, took out half of the coffee table.

The meat dishes are all bright red. There are braised pork with cherries, spicy fried pepper shrimp, fish fillet with double pepper, saliva chicken and a hot kidney.

The vegetarian dishes are cashew nuts with celery, lotus pod tofu, scrambled eggs with shepherd's purse, green olives with ginger candy and a colorful five shredded cold salad.

The rice is ordinary white rice, and the soup looks like ginseng chicken soup with velvet antler.

Although they all come in takeaway lunch boxes, this dish is not something that can be ordered in ordinary restaurants. Cen Qinghe immediately thought of Shang Shaocheng.

Before she picked up the phone to call him, she was still a little apprehensive. If it wasn't his order, she would be acting affectionate again.

But if he didn't order it, no one would know her house number, let alone know that she was at home at this time.

Hey, forget it, ask openly, anyway, this is not the first time I am ashamed.

Thinking about it, Cen Qinghe called Shang Shaocheng, there was a 'beep' sound in the phone, and it rang seven or eight times, just when Cen Qinghe thought the other party would not answer, Shang Shaocheng's voice came, "Say. "

Cen Qinghe originally planned to ask two more detours, but who knew that he spoke so bluntly, her words choked up, she didn't dare to talk nonsense, she said bluntly: "Director Shang, did you order takeaway for me?" ?”

Shang Shaocheng said indifferently: "What takeaway?"

Cen Qinghe looked at the lunch boxes on the table, couldn't help but change his eyes, and subconsciously said: "Didn't you order takeaway for me?"

Such dishes are the standard of private cooking, even if ordinary people want to order, they can't order.

As a result, Shang Shaocheng said indifferently: "Why should I order takeaway for you, who is the assistant between us?"

Cen Qinghe made Shang Shaocheng stunned. Although she didn't dare to be completely sure before calling, but when she heard his clear refusal, she couldn't think of anyone else who could bring her food.

Seeing that she was silent, Shang Shaocheng said directly: "You should call and ask someone else, not me."

Cen Qinghe came back to his senses slowly, and quickly replied: "Ah, I'm sorry to bother you, Director Shang, please be busy, I'm hanging up."

After hanging up the phone, Cen Qinghe covered his face with his hands.

It was so embarrassing to throw it at grandma's house, she said that Shang Shaocheng is not a good cake, and she was really afraid of something.With such a long road in life, it is inevitable that she will be a little confused. She can fall many times, but she cannot fall in a pit many times. This is not a problem with the road, but a problem with her IQ.

Here Cen Qinghe is regretting alone, secretly cursing himself for being sick, so sick that he can't use his brain well.On the other side, as soon as Shang Shaocheng hung up the phone, Chen Boxuan beside him couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you lying to her?"

Shang Shaocheng put his phone back into his trouser pocket, thinking of Cen Qinghe's panic and embarrassment just now, he couldn't help laughing.

The corners of his lips curled up in a nice and playful way, and he replied aloud: "I guess she must call one by one right now to ask if someone else ordered takeaway for her."

Chen Boxuan glanced at Shang Shaocheng speechlessly and disgusted, and said after a few seconds, "What are your hobbies?"

Shang Shaocheng smiled and said nothing, he found his own jokes.

Anyway, as long as he thinks of Cen Qinghe calling one by one in the phone book, did you order takeaway for me... This scene is so ridiculous, isn't it?
Chen Boxuan peeked at Shang Shaocheng for a long time, he could really entertain himself.

(End of this chapter)