Mr.president, you are too gentle

Followed the young man to another lounge, and Fu Xiaocai tasted something wrong. This lounge is really a little luxurious. It doesn't meet the standard you want.

Beige decoration style, the hall is a group of sofas, and fresh fruit platters are placed on the tea table. The living room even has a large LCD TV and a computer.

There is a small refrigerator around the corner. It's not big. It's just two doors. There was also a small bedroom inside. Fu Xiaoxiao glanced slightly and saw a beige European style big bed.

The daylighting of the living room is very good. The beige curtains are pulled up on both sides, and the bright sunshine is revealed. There is a small bay window on the balcony, planted a lot of flowers.

Among the flowers, there is a hanging chair of a white bird's nest and a pillow with cartoon patterns. There is a tatami on the opposite side. Next to it is a small bookshelf with several books scattered.

What kind of lounge is this? It's a luxurious small apartment. Several paintings seem to be casually placed on the wall, but they complement the whole decoration style.

Fu Xiaoxiao studied design, which is somewhat similar to decoration. Naturally, she could see at a glance that the decoration of the apartment must have taken some thought.

The surprise on his face showed clearly. Fu Xiaoxiao looked again and determined that there was no other person inside. Just now I swallowed my saliva and asked hesitantly, "is this the lounge?"

The man's expression was very natural, and he replied respectfully, "yes, this is the lounge president Cheng ordered to give you."

Is this specification too big? Fu Xiaoxiao was shocked and suspected that assistant Gao came out with the same treatment. Instead of making a fuss, he lost Cheng shaozhao's face.

So I just hesitated and asked, "am I alone? No one else?"

"Yes, the chamber of Commerce may be delayed a little longer today. Excuse me, Secretary Fu, please rest here and wait. There is food in the fridge. Just eat it. There is a phone on the door of the fridge. It's our front desk service. If you have any questions, please tell me."

The man nodded slightly and looked at Fu's short novel.

Although I was surprised, I looked at others with a natural look. Fu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to ask more, for fear that he would make a fuss.

I had to stay in this luxury apartment for some reason. After the man left, he carefully brought the door.

Without the restrictions of others, Fu Xiaoxiao's original nervous mood was also relaxed. Then I have time to look at the house carefully. The more I see, the more exquisite I feel. Every place is warm and impeccable.

Go to the fridge around the corner and Fu Xiaoda reaches out to open the fridge. Once again, I was surprised by the dazzling array inside. I saw that the small refrigerator was full of food.

Drinks, mineral water, yogurt, snacks, bread, sour plum, and even ice cream with three different flavors in the frozen layer. Just looking at such a full refrigerator, I feel that my happiness is about to burst.

But Fu Xiaoxiao likes these snacks best. He doesn't eat much in the morning. He has been hungry all the way. Now seeing these, Fu Xiaoxiao can no longer restrain the power of famine in his heart.