Madam, president loves you secrectly

Then came Jun Xiao's very angry voice: "get out."

His voice was loud. With great forbearance and breathing, he scared the Secretary back. At the same time, the coffee in the tray was spilled. The female secretary was a little panicked on her face, but she regained her mind, took the tray and went outside the foreign president's office. Deeply afraid that staying there for one more second will be affected by Junxiao's anger at this moment.

Zhou danruo looked behind him all the way. His hand holding the tray was tight and tight, and his face was white.

There was no knocking outside. After it stopped, Jun Xiao's eyes were scarlet. He looked at the mobile phone that had been heavily smashed on the door panel. It seemed that he was still angry. With a big hand, he swept all the laptops and documents on the desk to the ground. The crackling sound came from the general disarmament office. He was surprised that the secretaries outside were trembling and looked at each other.

"Why is Mr. Jun so angry today? From entering the door today to now, the whole company is filled with an atmosphere that can't disturb the president. If anyone is not afraid of death, it will just end like that."

"No, I thought I would be looked at with admiration, but it also depends on whether others are happy or not. Mr. President, I didn't even give people the chance to open the door. I just called roll, tut Tut, domineering and cruel. At the same time, it also shows that the sparrow should not be stunned. It is a delusion to become a phoenix on the branches. Success is good. If I'm not lucky, if I don't, I won't know myself How did you die, didn't you, Leah? "

"That's not true. People should have self-knowledge. Even if we have more and dazzling auras, we won't be desecrated by those third rate cats and dogs."

The secretary called Leah also nodded and agreed, pointing at Zhou danruo, who had just acted wisely to deliver coffee.

Zhou danruo, dressed in a white windbreaker and high-heeled shoes, sat quietly in his position. Listening to the colleagues behind him talking about his own, he put his hands on his knees and clenched them into fists. His face changed from white to green and then to red, and then it was completely black.

She bit her lip hard, but the concealed anger in her heart raged on her face.

Suddenly, she suddenly stood up: "what nonsense are you talking about? I just care about Mr. President. As a secretary, it's my duty, isn't it?"

In the face of her anger, the people present were not afraid: "duty? Whose duty? Who said that the Secretary's duty is an unspoken rule. Hiss, besides, we won't give it to you if you want."

"Zhang Manting, I respect you as the team leader, so I will bear it again and again. If you discredit me again, I will never let you go, I swear by Zhou danruo." her tone is very positive, as if those people will die the next second.

"You swear, what qualifications do you have as a little secretary?" they exchanged tit for tat. The silent battlefield seemed to be full of sharp blades.

"Shut up all of you, what are you arguing about? This is the company, and all the gossipers in the back go home." Ouyang Chengjing came in from the elevator and heard the words of women competing for power and power in these tea rooms from a distance. He always hated this kind of intrigue, especially the women in the quarrel, so he was so angry.

"It's working time now. What's the matter? You all want to go home and eat yourself, don't you?" he stood proudly with a document in his hand, with an irrefutable breath in his handsome cold face.