Mr.president, you are too gentle

I don't know whether I'm sensitive or what. Fu Xiaoxiao always feels that Cheng shaozhao's attitude towards himself is different today. Just remember that it's just to send yourself home, or special circumstances.

I heard that the president had studied in the UK before. Naturally, he followed other people's gentleman's etiquette. Fu Xiaoxiao thought so. He thought that everything had been explained, and his heart was a little relieved.

Slender fingers lingered subconsciously on the straight suit coat. She was originally a lazy person. She didn't come up with a clue after thinking for a long time.

Simply shake your head and stop thinking, and focus on the variety show on TV. Whatever, there must be a way to the front of the mountain, and it will certainly be better and better in the future.

Because of the wet weather, Fu Xiaoxiao was also lazy. It's really troublesome to change clothes when you go out, so dinner is just cooking some quick-frozen dumplings at home and filling your stomach in a mess.

On the way to work the next day, he sent the suit and coat to the dry cleaner, thinking that Cheng shaozhao should not be in a hurry to wear it.

Although I think so in my heart, Fu xiaocareful, there is inevitably some guilt in it. After all, it's because I was lazy yesterday. Otherwise, I should give it back to the president today.

So that when I got to the office, Fu Xiaoxiao was in a trance. I feel uneasy and comforting myself. Complex emotions flash in my heart.

Fu Xiaoxiao was in a trance until he sat for a long time and found that he didn't know who put breakfast on the table. The cake was wrapped in a delicate paper bag. It was small and delicious. Next to it was a cup of steaming soybean milk.

Western style cake with Chinese soybean milk is a perfect match. But Fu Xiaoxiao has always been informal and his food is very miscellaneous.

Generally speaking, she actually prefers soybean milk. Pure milk always makes Fu Xiaoxiao feel fishy. She said that she was a citizen's habit or not up to the grade. Fu Xiaoxiao faithfully loved the soybean milk on the breakfast stall set up by a pair of old women downstairs.

Sometimes she had no time to eat and had to wait for some time for pancakes and fruits. She hurriedly bought a cup of soybean milk as breakfast in the office.

There is such a cup of soybean milk in the trash can under her position every day, which can be regarded as a loyal favorite. But today, I didn't even buy soybean milk because I didn't have time to send it to the dry cleaner.

It was when my stomach was purring that I didn't know that such a cake happened to appear on my desk. The cake is a delicate strawberry cake. The pink cream looks very appetizing.

Fu Xiaoxiao looked around, a little confused, and asked Xu Longnan, "sister Xu, who put this breakfast on my table?"

Xu Longnan has been tossed about by the case in hand recently. Staying up all night yesterday made her young face full of vicissitudes. She looked up, and under the eyes was Armani's concealer, which couldn't stop being black and blue.

She glanced at the breakfast on the small table, shook her head and said, "I've just arrived, and I didn't notice."

"That's strange. Did someone put it in the wrong place?" Fu Xiaoxiao was very upset.