I Will Always Love You

Orange Juice: Dear colleagues, I will hold a wedding in Z City next month, which is August 18th. Welcome everyone to join us.

After Cheng Zhiyan said these words, the group that had already calmed down instantly boiled again.

I am an otaku: Nani! ? Mr. Cheng is getting married? ?

The sea by the sea is blue: Congratulations! ! It’s too early for your notice, right? Isn't it usually two weeks in advance? ?

Orange juice: No way, someone covets my wife.

Monkey goes up the mountain: No way, some of Mrs. Cheng's wife dared to think about it. That person must be impatient.

T-BAG: Mr. Cheng, you said, who is thinking about your wife? Brothers took people to block her! !

Orange juice: Oh...I guess you can't stop it.

A glass of old wine: No, Mr. Cheng, just say it! ! There are so many brothers on the 15th floor, 16th floor and 17th floor, how can we not stop them!

Orange juice: Well, that's fine.

Wang Zhaojun: What are you blocking, who are you blocking, yourself? ? Wouldn't it be over if you close the door of each floor of the office building?

Zhang Fei: Hahaha, Mr. Cheng meant that if you have nothing to do, don't run to his office.

JACK: Why? ?

Lao Ji: Young man, don't blame the old man for not reminding you, the people Mr. Cheng brought should never be molested.

I am an otaku:...

For the empire's tomorrow:...

King of Glory:...

After the rows of ellipsis, someone finally hesitated to type a line.

Lao Yuan: Shouldn't it... Assistant Bai is Mr. Cheng's wife, right? ?

After Lao Yuan typed this sentence, the group was suddenly silent again.

Wang Zhaojun: Hahaha, Jiang is still hot, Lao Yuan has been engaged in personnel work for so many years, and he can see the doorway at a glance.

Old Yuan:...

In the office area of ​​the Human Resources Department, Old Yuan is holding a facial tissue and constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Wouldn't he really get it right? ?

Then, didn't he just talk to Mr. Cheng in front of Mr. Cheng's wife? ?

It's over, it's over... This year's annual performance appraisal, should he not pass it...

The QQ group over there has been so noisy, but here the little rabbit is still sitting at his desk and reading the information silently, completely unaware of what happened in the group.

Sitting at the desk, Cheng Zhiyan raised his head and glanced at someone outside the glass door who was looking down at the document seriously, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

When leaving get off work at noon, Cheng Zhiyan opened the door of the office, leaned on the door frame, looked at the little rabbit, and said with a slight smile in his voice: "Let's go, have lunch."

"Hey? Is it off work?" The little rabbit glanced down at the time on the computer. Sure enough, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Wait... The QQ group is still dancing...

When the little rabbit stretched out his hand and was about to click on the mouse, Cheng Zhiyan's white and slender big hand pressed her small hand, a pair of clear eyes drooped slightly, and looked at her: "Let's wait until the meal is over, or there will be no place later. "

"Oh... alright." The little rabbit nodded, without thinking, got up from behind the table and walked towards Cheng Zhiyan.

"Let's go." Cheng Zhiyan retracted his hands, put his hands in his pockets, and stood on the ground looking at her with a smile.

"Yeah." The little rabbit followed Cheng Zhiyan out of the door of the general manager's office and passed in the direction of the elevator.