CEO husband is too clingy

Su Jiliang came out of the elevator and walked five or six steps. She found no movement behind her. She thought Lin xiamu was in a daze again, so she turned back to ask her not to be as slow as a snail. As a result, he looked back and saw the empty corridor. Where was Lin xiamu's shadow?

The number of floors of the elevator kept jumping. Su Jiliang seemed to guess something, secretly scolded a dirty word, and immediately rushed to the elevator and pressed the button.

The president's office area is not on the top floor. There are many departments up there.

Su Jiliang quickly searched the number of departments on the upper floor of the office area in his mind. Considering that Lin xiamu might get out of the elevator on other floors, he stood in front of the elevator door and called the Secretary Department to let them go to the security department to see the elevator monitoring for the last five minutes.

The tone of his order was so urgent that the secretaries who had just arrived at the company did not dare to drink a mouthful of water. They went directly to do what he said!

The efficiency of Su's group is very high, and the monitoring was transferred out in a minute or two.

"Boss, Miss Lin is now on the 38th floor. The elevator will be delivered to our office area. Do you still need to suspend the elevator?" the secretary looked at the real-time monitoring on the computer and reported truthfully.

"How's she doing?" Suji Liang simply waited at the elevator entrance.

The Secretary immediately enlarged the monitoring to observe Lin xiamu's expression. How can we say that the monitoring picture is not high-definition? She looked at it for a while and said, "Miss Lin looks ok, nothing different."

But why did their boss ask this question? Is Miss Lin not feeling well today? But Miss Lin is not feeling well today. How could their boss know early in the morning? But also very nervous, rare, very rare!

Su Jiliang made a sound and didn't hang up. He asked the Secretary to continue to monitor in case of any emergencies.

After the meeting, the elevator door opened, and there were about seven or eight employees inside. Lin xiamu stood in the middle, looking very Yan Su, his small face stretched, as if he was always ready to go to the battlefield.

This elevator takes her every minute like years!

Crowded, she wants to throw up!

As soon as the door opened, she rushed out without looking at anything, because she really reached the limit!

At the same time, Su Jiliang at the door immediately reached out and grabbed Lin xiamu's arm, took her shoulder with his other hand, looked down at her face and said, "are you okay?"

When Lin xiamu smelled the faint orange fragrance on him, he calmed down, pressed down the discomfort in his stomach, and couldn't say: "why didn't you remind me when you got out of the elevator..."

Su Jiliang looked complicated. "What were you thinking when I got out of the elevator?"

Lin xiamu: "... Oh, her pot QAQ.

The employees in the elevator stared at the president of the iceberg outside the elevator door. Is this still... The president they know? What is that woman's identity? I regret not looking at her more before she goes out!

When the elevator door closed, they looked at each other.

When they arrived at the floor of the president's office area, they were ready to say hello to the assistant secretary of the president, but as soon as the door opened, the woman suddenly ran out! And standing outside the door was the president himself!

Then they saw the dreamlike scene. The president took the initiative to hold the woman and looked down at each other with worry.

Oh, my God!

The president's tenderness is too terrible!

Lin xiamu didn't know what the employees who were taking the same elevator thought. He stood next to Su Jiliang for a while and then slowed down.

"There are so many people in your company." she took away Su Jiliang's hand and sighed.

Seeing that she was all right, Su Jiliang recovered her paralyzed face and took her wrist to walk forward: "next time take a special elevator, there will be no one except me."

Lin xiamu said: isn't it more terrible than the employee elevator? She's the only one who's empty

Su Jiliang remembered that the mobile phone seemed to be still on the phone. He took a look and ordered, "don't look at the monitoring."

Lin xiamu glanced at his mobile phone. When did he start calling?

"What surveillance are you looking at?" she asked.

Su Jiliang didn't want to talk more. She said perfunctorily, "the parking lot."

"Oh." Lin xiamu didn't care much when he got the answer.

When he came to the door of the office, Su Jiliang pointed to a packed desk and said, "you'll sit here in the future."

Lin xiamu smiled friendly at the neighboring Secretary sister, "I see."

She shook Su Jiliang's palm and walked towards the desk.

Su Jiliang looked at his empty palm: "..." the woman's temper really needs to be sharpened!

What he just said was the future?

What's her hurry?

Seeing that she was frightened early in the morning, he didn't care about her for the time being!

Su Jiliang clenched her fist and strode into the office. Well, she didn't close the door.

Lin xiamu put his bag, opened the computer and touched it. He found that the configuration was very good. He turned to greet his little secretary sister yesterday and said, "Hello, I'm Lin xiamu. I don't have any experience at work for the first time. I'll give you more advice in the future."

"Hello, I'm jasmyn. My Chinese name is the same translation." the Secretary's sister slightly said coldly.

Lin xiamu nodded.

Jasmyn's Chinese name is jasmine.

Is it better for her to shout to Fang Simin or jasmyn?

Well, I'd better call her English name. After all, the first thing people introduce is her English name!

Lin xiamu turned on the computer and looked at the software on the desktop one by one. A few minutes later, she was a little confused. Compared with the desk next door, which was neatly stacked with various documents, her desk was spotless and empty except for the display screen and the potted calendar.

"Jasmyn, excuse me, can I help you?" she said, looking at jasmyn with a serious face and eyes only staring at the screen.

Jasmyn stopped tapping the ten fingers of the keyboard, looked at Lin xiamu for a while, and silently refused, "no, thank you."

Lin xiamu: "..." are the documents piled up over there serious?

Or do you think she's not qualified for these jobs? But after a look, it's basically archived documents. Can't she even type?

"Jasmyn, what's my... Job? Isn't it the same as you?" she asked again.

She can't sit here in a daze and her colleagues fly up to work.

Jasmyn shook his head again and said, "sorry, your work is arranged by the president. We can't decide what you do."

Lin xiamu was drunk. "Well, thank you." she smiled at jasmyn.

Jasmyn, well, keep working.

Lin xiamu sat in his seat and thought. He seemed to have an idea. He went to the tea room with light hands and feet.

When jasmyn saw her leave, his fingers paused on the keyboard and continued to strike for a moment.

Lin xiamu took out a glass from the disinfection cabinet in the tea room and manually prepared a cup of Mango Milk Tea. He was worried that it was not sweet enough and put two milk sugar balls in it.

She passed her desk with milk tea and went straight into sujiliang's office.

Jasmyn looked at the Yellow Orange Muddy drink in her hand: "

Never say it's for the boss. Would you like to remind her that the boss doesn't drink anything other than coffee during work?

It's too late. She brought it in

She is so familiar with the boss. She should be familiar with the boss's taste... Right?