Mr.president, you are too gentle

But this charm is not a little feminine. On the contrary, it is extremely domineering and handsome, which makes people almost fall into those eyes like thick ink.

Xu Zhaoyi looked a little stunned for a moment. She held the wine cup in her hand, but her eyes still fell on Cheng shaozhao. Almost greedily, he looked at Cheng shaozhao's eyebrows and eyes and his exquisite appearance.

Cheng shaozhao's face was a little hot, but his mind was still very clear. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. Xu Zhaoyi looked very shy. Cheng shaozhao naturally understood more than half of it.

However, Cheng shaozhao, who grew up in these eyes since childhood, doesn't think so. Just politely woke up and said, "Miss Xu, I'll drink a toast. You're free."

After that, Cheng shaozhao drank the wine in his hand. Watching Xu Zhaoyi pour the cup, Xu Zhaoyi suddenly woke up like a dream.

Aware of her gaffe, she quickly hung her head to cover up the past. Hearing what Cheng shaozhao said again, he hurriedly sipped his mouth and drank a little.

When he looked up again, Cheng shaozhao had talked to others. Just now, she looked at herself as peaceful as if she were really just an elder daughter. Xu Zhaoyi couldn't help feeling a little depressed when she thought of this.

It took about an hour for the dinner to end. Cheng shaozhao's white jade like face had fainted for more than half. But Cheng shaozhao's mind is extremely sober. He drinks like this. It's easy to get on top, but in fact, his drinking capacity is extremely good.

Looking at Cheng shaozhao's appearance, old Xu suggested to others, "just after eating, everyone also needs a rest. Otherwise, the chamber of Commerce will postpone it for half an hour in the afternoon?"

No one will not give old Xu this face, not to mention the appearance of Cheng shaozhao, which everyone sees. So all should be, there are no unwilling people.

Cheng shaozhao glanced at Xu with a little gratitude and turned to go out to get cold. By the quiet window at the door of the lounge, Cheng shaozhao smoked while blowing the wind. He didn't calm down until a cigarette burned to the end.

At this time, a waiter brought a tray with pot soup and two dishes and one meal. It was very good-looking. It looked like it had both color and flavor.

Cheng shaozhao snuffed out the cigarette end in his hand and came forward to ask, "is she awake?" when he said it, Cheng shaozhao glanced into the lounge, which was clear.

The waiter saw that it was Cheng shaozhao. He also heard some names of Cheng shaozhao. Naturally, he was respectful. "Just woke up, the person in charge asked me to send it."

Cheng shaozhao nodded, noncommittal, but reached for the tray. "I'll take it in. You go down and take it."

The waiter naturally nodded and turned away. But I was talking in my heart. No wonder the person in charge repeatedly told me to be careful.

Where is the little secretary in the lounge? Looking at President Cheng's look, he is almost holding it in the palm of his hand. Where is such a leisurely secretary, lying in the president's lounge, reading and sleeping safely.

But the president has been running around all day, and even the meals have to be delivered by hand. There is no need to say more about the Secretary's love.

Thinking, the waiter couldn't help but be a little curious about the woman in the lounge.