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Ning Meng walks into the office and puts the document on the desk.

"Mr. Xuan, this document needs your signature."

Xuanjingxing didn't even give him a look. He opened the document and found that it was not an urgent document, nor did he have to sign it immediately.

"Next time, you don't have to send it alone."

Xuanjingxing looks unhappy and says that there seems to be something wrong with Secretary Ning's working ability. He said in a serious tone, and without seeing Ning Meng's pale face, he directly threw the document on the table.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xuan. It's my fault in my work."

"Get out."

Xuanjingxing continued to process other documents, and he continued to use high-intensity work to divert his attention.

Ning Meng holds the document and doesn't know how to leave the president's office.

She went back to the office, left her papers and hurried to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the washing table, she looked at herself in the mirror, with her ferocious face and exquisite nails, which pierced the palm without knowing it.

Where on earth is she inferior to that woman who has nothing to show!

How much did she pay to get close to xuanjingxing?

She refused to go home, stay here, from a small secretary, to today, her efforts, far better than that woman. Why can't Xuan Jingxing see her? Why doesn't he have her in his eyes!

Is she not beautiful enough?

She is an outstanding student, a school flower, and a goddess in the dream of countless men. Why does his sight never stay on her body!

The delicate make-up is gone.

Ning Meng starts to make up quietly. She tells herself not to worry. The kind of woman who serves people with color will not stay with him for a long time.

She didn't care how many women he had, as long as she was the last to stay with him.

Ning Meng calms down and focuses on makeup.

After a long time, nothing happened. I usually went back to the secretary room.

She came in, the line of sight intentionally or unintentionally swept through the South Xu, the contempt of the eyeground disdain, want to let the South Xu ignore all can't. South Xu head also does not lift, quietly processing those old documents.

All of a sudden, her eyes stopped and looked at the documents on the desk.

Nanxu's authority is insufficient, and many documents can be seen. They are not company secrets. They are all unimportant documents accumulated for ten years.

Because of these old documents, she found some problems.

Nanxu began to bury herself in sorting out and made a report.

When she opened the document, she felt that she seemed to be very good at this, and did not know what she had done before. She always felt that she was very good at doing this.

It's noon when Nanxu has finished sorting out the documents.

The other people in the Secretary's room got up and left. No one called Nanxu. They all followed Ning Meng.

Nanxu doesn't care about being isolated at all. She takes out the lunch box she prepared before and decides to make a closer relationship with someone. She also promises that he will recover his memory as soon as possible, so she knocks on the door of the president's office with the lunch box.

"In."

Deep voice, no temperature.

It's just a cold-blooded and ruthless intelligent AI.

Nan Xu secretly Tucao in mind, make complaints about the door of the office. Seeing that Xuan Jingxing is still processing documents, he does not raise his head. He first heats the lunch room in the microwave oven, then pours a cup of boiled water, walks to the desk and puts the water on the desk.

Xuanjingxing impatiently raised his head and saw Nan Xu. His expression suddenly thawed.

"How do you think you care about me?"

Xuanjingxing thought of the difficulty of making her pour a glass of water in the morning, and was flattered by this sudden concern.