99 degrees of love: President chases his wife crazy

"It's all right." Ji Rufeng raised her eyes and looked at her, with a spring breeze smile on her face, "even if you come back, you won't often see each other. Everyone is so busy. Come on, I'll take you to dinner. "

Then he walked to the other end of the corridor. Su smiled and walked with him, putting the paper and pen in his backpack. "If you come back, you can come to me. After all, you are my senior in the post of special assistance!"

"Smile, can I venture to ask you a question?" Just entering the elevator, Ji Rufeng inserted his hands into his trouser pockets and smiled.

She looked at him. "What's the problem?"

"You..." he looked at her carefully, with a rare seriousness in his eyes, "do you know brother Sheng?"

"I don't know." Su smiled and almost blurted out, "I've just graduated. How can I know him?" Her election may have something to do with the "lucky god" she wore that day. However, she is not sure whether the "lucky god" really has such magical power.

Ji Rufeng believed her words. If two people meet again, it can't be such a state. But brother Sheng saw her for the first time that day, and then his state was too abnormal.

"I may be lucky to be chosen." Su Xiaoxiao defined it this way, "didn't you choose another girl that day? I also want her to be a special assistant, right? "

"..." Ji Rufeng recovered and smiled at her. "Don't get me wrong. I just picked it at that time. Just finish the task. " Definitely not a beauty pageant. In fact, you are also very beautiful.

When the elevator stopped, Ji Rufeng printed his fingerprints and said, "this thing can only store the fingerprints of two people, so I'll grievance you first these days. Come in and out with me. I'll input your fingerprints the day I leave."

"It doesn't matter, such as the wind. There's no grievance. Thank you very much today. I've learned a lot."

"I should."

As he walked out of the elevator, Ji Rufeng looked back and said with a smile, "I can walk at ease after teaching you! What can I thank you for? " After a long time together, Ji Rufeng has a good impression of Su Xiaoxiao. It can be seen from her conscientious notes that she is a down-to-earth, capable and progressive girl with full enthusiasm for her work.

Su Xiaoxiao followed him. She wondered. Didn't she say she was going to dinner? Why are you back on the 22nd floor?

After passing through the work area and the glass door, Ji Rufeng took her all the way to the living area. The long corridor was filled with the aroma of Earl tea. The reliefs on the two walls were also particularly exquisite. Although they were not gold-plated, they were similar to the elevator reliefs.

Does the president like relief?

Every door here was hung with doorplates, and Su Xiaoxiao glanced at them one by one.

There is a kitchen, a restaurant, a bedroom, a swimming pool, a gym, an infirmary

It seems that the president has really settled down here.

He is really a workaholic, and she immediately understood that behind any success, there is sweat that others can't see.

"Where are we going?"

"Eat!"

Ji Rufeng opened the retro compound door, and the cooking aroma made Su Xiaoxiao subconsciously look at the door number. This is the restaurant. It's the president's private restaurant.

Did he call the kitchen directly? Don't you have to report to the president?

"Mr. Ji, the president is still in a meeting. You can eat first." The speaker was a middle-aged Italian man with thick silver hair, glasses, humble attitude and fluent Chinese.

"Yes." Ji Rufeng went to the table, took out a white leather chair for Su Xiaoxiao, waved to her at the door, "what are you doing? Come on in! Sit here! "