Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Song Xing also only felt that his scalp was numb, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Zhang Jiajia took a look: "Husband? Secretary Zhou?"

Song Xing also wanted to deny it, but she couldn't say it at this time, because once she denied it, the other party would definitely ask who her husband was.

Seeing her acquiescing, Zhang Jiajia smiled: "You two are really nasty, okay, I won't disturb you and Secretary Zhou's love affair, I'll go first, and I'll talk to you about the annual meeting later. "

Zhang Jiajia left, and Song Xing found a quiet corner before answering the phone.

"what can I do for you?"

Although there was no one around, Song Xing didn't dare to address him either.

Shang Yuqian frowned when he heard the other party's hurried tone.

"Of course I have something to do with you."

Song Xing was also taken aback for a moment, the CEO seemed a little unhappy.

"Come to my office."

After speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

Song Xing was also in a daze. Could it be that he made some mistake or made a major mistake in his work.

But even so, there is no need for the big boss to ask the teacher himself.

Along the way, Song Xing also went to the president's office with anxiety.

Fortunately, it was noon, and everyone was taking a lunch break, so we didn't meet anyone along the way.

After entering, Song Xing also saw that Shang Yuqian was still having an overseas video conference, and she couldn't understand a word she said.

Naturally, this time cannot be disturbed.

So she could only sit on the sofa and wait.

Fortunately, the video conference ended in 5 minutes.

Song Xing also stood up anxiously: "President, what do you want from me?"

Shang Yuqian also got up: "There are no outsiders here, so don't call me the president."

Song Xing also said: "In the company, I'd better call you the president. I'm not afraid of [-], just in case. It's hard to explain if someone hears it."

Shang Yuqian glanced at her: "It's up to you."

Shang Yuqian sat down slowly opposite Song Xingye, but said nothing.

Song Xing was also dying of anxiety: "President, did I make a mistake?"

"No."

"Then what did you call me to do?"

Shang Yuqian pointed to the long table in front of the sofa and said, "The old lady is afraid that you won't be able to eat well in the company, so she specially asked the small kitchen to make meals and bring them here, saying that they are to replenish your energy."

regain strength? ? ?

Song Xing didn't think too much about it either: "I ate it, I ate it in the staff cafeteria."

Shang Yuqian said, "I haven't eaten yet."

"President, you have a lot of work to do every day, but your body is the most important thing, and you still have to eat on time."

Before coming to the company, the old lady had told her to supervise Shang Yuqian to eat on time, because Shang Yuqian had a stomach problem, which was also caused by sleepless nights and work.

After finishing speaking, Song Xing quickly opened the food box on the table, and then passed the chopsticks over: "Eat quickly."

Shang Yuqian took the chopsticks naturally: "Accompany me to eat some more?"

"I'm full, President, if there is nothing else, I'll go out first."

Song Xing also just got up, but was stopped by Shang Yuqian: "If you don't eat, just watch me eat."

Song Xing also's feet froze.

Watching other people eat delicious food is tantamount to torture.

In fact, the food in the staff canteen of Shangsheng is already delicious, but it is still incomparable with the food made by the chefs in the small kitchen of the business.

Song Xing also lived on campus before, and what he misses the most is the Huadiao Drunken Chicken made by Chef Fang at home.

Now a whole chicken was placed in front of her, and she swallowed so greedily.

Shang Yuqian handed over the chopsticks: "Stop pretending, let's eat."

Well, she just eats a little.

Two 10 minutes later.

Song Xing was also half lying on the sofa, touching his round belly: "I feel like I'm pregnant."

Shang Yuqian chuckled: "Be born, I will be responsible."

Song Xing didn't expect Shang Yuqian, who is usually serious and unsmiling, to make jokes.

Song Xing also answered with a smile: "No, no, I won't look for you if I have to take responsibility. I will go to Chef Fang, he is the real father of the child."

Shang Yuqian: "..."

Song Xing also stood up: "President, I'm going out."

"stop."

"Anything else?"

"You can take a nap here."

Song Xing was also surprised and didn't know what to say.

Shang Yuqian said indifferently: "I don't want anyone to gossip in front of the old lady, saying that I didn't take good care of you."

Song Xing also suddenly remembered that she just had a stiff neck at noon yesterday, and casually told Secretary Zhou that it was inconvenient to take a nap here.

It's only been a day, did Secretary Zhou tell the old lady, and then the old lady went to Shang Yuqian to blame her for not taking good care of her?

It seems that you can't tell Secretary Zhou everything in the future.

Song Xing also quickly said: "I'm just an intern, and this difficulty can still be overcome. I will explain myself to grandma."

But Shang Yuqian went straight to the desk: "Okay, you go to sleep inside, you don't have to worry about being discovered, no one will come in at noon."

Song Xing also wanted to say something.

Shang Yuqian showed an impatient expression: "Go in quickly, be quiet, and don't disturb my work."

Song Xingye: "..."

She can obviously go out, so it won't bother her.

Song Xing also silently went to the lounge inside.

She really didn't expect that a little intern like her could sleep in the president's office.

They come, the security.

Shang Yuqian's lounge is quiet and comfortable, it's really a good place for a lunch break.

But she will not go to bed without knowing what is good and what is bad.

Because she knew that Shang Yuqian let her rest here because of the old lady's entrustment, and he himself was definitely not happy.

And he has such a serious cleanliness fetish, if she goes to bed, he will probably have to change the bed at night.

Song Xing also consciously lay down on the sofa.

However, the sofa is soft, and it sinks into it when you lie on it, and it is very comfortable.

Song Xing also just lay down for a while when he received a WeChat notification from Zhang Jiajia.

【Xing Ye, where have you been? Why aren't you in the office? 】

Song Xing also thought about it for a while, and then replied:

【I'm going out for a while】

[I met Secretary Zhou just now, you are not with Secretary Zhou]

Song Xing was also shocked, not knowing what to reply, so he simply put down the phone.

But soon, the WeChat interface is bright again

[Xing Ye, you are not on two boats, are you? 】

Song Xing also wanted to explain, but found that no matter how he explained it, he couldn't explain it.

In fact, she and Zhang Jiajia have only known each other for a few days, so there is no need to explain so much.

Song Xing also didn't answer anything in the end.

Song Xing almost overslept too, and when he woke up it was almost working time.

Song Xing also got up quickly, and when he went out, he found that Shang Yuqian was still buried in his work.

Being a president is hard work.

Song Xing also walked to the door with a non-disturbing attitude, just when he was about to go out quietly.

Shang Yuqian suddenly raised his head: "You can come here early tomorrow."