Mr.president, you are too gentle

"All right, just put your clothes over there," he waved at will, and Cheng shaozhao stood up from his seat. "Don't be so formal. I think you always seem nervous in front of me. You don't have to have too much pressure because I'm the boss. Just do your job well, and I'm not much bigger than you."

Three years old. Fu Xiaoxiao answered in his heart.

Cheng shaozhao is three years older than her, but she is always more mature than her. When they haven't lost contact, they always take care of her and protect her.

The man in front of him is more mature and stable than the youth at that time. He should and will take care of the people he cares about.

Watching Cheng shaozhao fall into memory, Fu Xiaoxiao didn't reply for a long time, just like the whole person crashed. Cheng shaozhao stepped forward, motionless and waved in front of Fu Xiaoxiao.

“Miss.cherry。”

Hearing this special address in handsend, Fu Xiaoxiao suddenly thought back: "ah?" the light in his eyes returned to his eyes, opposite Cheng shaozhao's four eyes.

Suddenly, Cheng shaozhao's pupils narrowed, took a deep look at Fu Xiaoxiao, turned and walked back to his seat: "I said before, don't make low-level mistakes in small things, even clothes. I don't want to have another time. Go back."

Fu Xiaoxiao nodded seriously. Fortunately, he was not embarrassed. He quickly quit and went back to work.

Looking at Fu Xiaoxiao's coat at the corner of the table, Cheng shaozhao half rested his fingers on his chin, and his eyes were full of thoughts.

Just the moment when the four eyes were opposite, the familiar feeling flashed away, but the information in my mind still told me that there was no clue, just my illusion.

Cheng shaozhao raised his hand and rubbed his temples. Aside from his eyes, there are still a pile of documents on the table. Maybe he won't have time to think about those elusive things until he has solved them.

In fact, it's not surprising that Cheng shaozhao couldn't afford to pay Xiaoxiao. After all, when he was a child, Fu Xiaoxiao was still an ugly duckling. He was thin and his skin was not as white as it is now. At that time, he was more naughty. He was like a stubborn little boy. Although he grew up a little better, he developed late. The children who didn't grow up are in Cheng shaozhao's memory, It is impossible to correspond to the "cherry" that has now transformed into a swan.

In addition, they were still young when they separated. After so many years, many things and memories will be blurred, not to mention the person itself will change.

As Fu Xiaogang sat back at his small desk, a sharp voice came from the next table.

"Some people, don't think that they can stay by throwing themselves into the arms. Be careful not to steal the chicken and eat the rice."

You don't have to lift your eyes. Fu Xiaoxiao knows it's Danielle, and I don't know why this woman is so hostile to her.

Danielle saw that Fu Xiaoxiao didn't continue to ignore her, and immediately became more arrogant. He thought that he had poked Fu Xiaoxiao's weakness: "it's better to speak with real skills to avoid being pointed out."

"I think it's best to talk less."

After that, Fu Xiaoxiao hung up his headphones, opened the drawing software and continued to draw the design draft. Anyway, he was idle. It's better to make good use of his time so as not to waste his homework. If he didn't practice for three days, his hands would be born.

Danielle, who was disliked as noisy, lost his only opponent's "listening" and interest in showing eloquence. He buried himself in the files on the computer. For a time, the office was quiet.

However, it didn't take long for Cheng shaozhao's office door to be opened again.

"Cherry, Danielle, go get an urgent document and buy a cup of coffee."