I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

She held all the digital files on the coffee table in her hands, then came to Sheng Xichen and threw all the files in her arms on the desk.

"My IQ does not meet your company's recruitment criteria, so please show your respect and refuse the recruitment."

Sheng Xinchen came back to his senses and stared at the documents on the table. She had been calculating for more than two hours, and she hadn't even finished calculating one page.

"That's right, with your IQ..." Sheng Xichen's magnetic voice had a hint of intimacy. "No matter how much tonic soup you drink, it won't help. I'd better ask Mrs. Fu to buy you six walnuts."

"What are you buying walnuts for?" Shi Xiyue took his words.

"Pig brain supplement."

"You..." scolded her?

"President."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a middle-aged man wearing black glasses pushed the door open and entered.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Xichen asked indifferently.

"This is the men's clothing that the president asked the design department to modify yesterday. It was specially sent to the president for review." The middle-aged man motioned to the designer behind him who was holding a shirt.

"Put that first."

"Yes." The middle-aged man and several designers walked out of the office.

Shi Xiyue glanced at the many men's shirts placed on the sofa, but in her mind she remembered the content of the message sent to her by her precious son.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Sheng Xianchen and the untouched dragon fruit pieces on the plate.

"There are a lot of fresh dragon fruits in the snack room. Does eating more dragon fruits also nourish the brain? That's why CEO Shanda specially prepared so many for your employees?" Shi Xiyue poked the dragon fruit pieces on the plate with a toothpick and deliberately gave them Sheng Xichen's lips.

"But why don't you eat it? Are you afraid that your teeth will be stained red?"

"..." If this woman's IQ is not up to standard, there is clearly something wrong with her brain.

How can dragon fruit have the effect of nourishing the brain?

"Mr. Sheng, please eat more. Eat, I'll feed you..." She force-fed the dragon fruit to him.

"No need." Sheng Xinchen leaned back on the chair and stopped her behavior.

While the two were pushing back, Shi Xiyue deliberately placed the entire plate on Sheng Xichen's body.

"Oops..." Shi Xiyue exclaimed exaggeratedly. "Look, I'm really sorry, Mr. Sheng, your clothes have been stained. What should I do?"

Sheng Xianchen's face was filled with anger, and he looked gloomily at the shirt dyed red by dragon fruit.

"Shi Xiyue..."

"I know, I'll change it for you right away." She didn't wait for Sheng Xichen to yell at her, and immediately went to the sofa to get the new men's shirt that had just been delivered.

Sheng Xinchen knew that she did it on purpose, but he didn't meet her in person. He stood up and went straight to the lounge door next to him.

He is very busy at work and sometimes works overtime until midnight at the company. There is no time to go home at all, so in my office, I have a bedroom specially set up for rest.

There are no shortage of personal items that he usually needs in the bedroom. Including clothes, shoes, etc. that he changes at any time.

"Sheng Xinchen, let me get the clothes..." Here he comes.

Shi Xiyue randomly picked a light pink one among the many new men's shirts. The color was similar to white.

She ran into the bedroom and found no one in Sheng Xichen, only his dirty shirt that he had taken off. And a clean change of white shirt that he pulled out of the closet.

The dragon fruit was clasped around Sheng Xichen's neck just now, and he was taking a bath in the bathroom inside.

With a "wow" sound, Shi Xiyue's legs touched the dirty shirt that Sheng Xichen was holding down beside the bed.

The dirty shirt and the clean shirt fell to the ground together. She quickly picked up both shirts, but it was still a step too late.

The clean shirt was still stained with the red juice of dragon fruit.

"It's over. The devil won't think that I'm deliberately teasing him again." She thought for a while and said to herself: "My dear son said that you have a fetish for fans, so just think of it as me making up for it."

Shi Xiyue put the light pink shirt on the bed, and then threw the stained white shirt directly into his closet.

To prevent Sheng Xianchen from causing trouble to her again, she would not stay here any longer. I have to leave Shenghuang International immediately and go to the villa to meet the children.

Sheng Xinchen came out of the shower, picked up the light pink shirt on the bed and put it on himself.

Although the design of the shirt is quite satisfactory, the lines and workmanship are very fine. The clothes in Sheng Xinchen's wardrobe were almost similar to this light pink shirt, and he didn't notice anything wrong at all.

There were four female secretaries in the secretary's office. The president didn't get off work, so naturally they didn't dare to get off work. In our spare time, we chatted and gossiped.

"Don't tell me that you haven't seen him before. I have been working at Shenghuang International for almost three years and this is the first time I have seen him. It is unprecedented!"

"Who is that woman? How could the president tolerate her and stay in his office all morning?"

"I really want to know what they are doing in the office. Look at the woman's dress and appearance. She is so ordinary. There is no way the president would like such a woman."

"Yes, Miss Su only stayed in the CEO's office for less than ten minutes. She is the CEO's rumored girlfriend!"

"Shh..." The female secretary at the door signaled them to stop talking, and the president came out of the office.

Sheng Xichen came out of the office alone.

"President." The two bodyguards outside the door shouted respectfully, but when they saw the pink shirt on Sheng Xichen, they were so shocked that their eyes almost fell off.

Sheng Xichen strode towards the opposite elevator entrance as usual.

The two bodyguards behind him whispered softly, as if they were seeing the sun coming out of the west. After all, apart from wearing white and black clothes, no one has ever seen Sheng Xinchen wearing other colors.

"Wow, the president...he is wearing pink..." the female secretary exclaimed.

Sheng Xichen took the sightseeing elevator downstairs, and everyone who could see him outside was very excited. The shocked look seemed even more surprising than winning the grand prize.

The helmsman of Sheng Group and the CEO of Shenghuang International, he is known as the cold-faced king. Sheng Xichen is intimidating and can only be viewed from a distance, not nearsighted. Today I'm actually wearing a pink shirt, and it's a work just handed in by the design department.

The news immediately spread throughout the company.

"The design department is going to be lucky. The bonus this month will definitely exceed 10,000 yuan."

"I really envy their design department."

"The president himself wearing the new shirt is undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for us."

"The president's figure is so great, he can be called a walking model clothes hanger. It really shows off all the advantages of this shirt. The president will do the advertising himself, so we don't need to hire the celebrities we endorse..."

Sheng Xinchen walked out of the elevator. It was the rush hour after get off work. There were many employees in the hall, and almost all their eyes were on him. and greeted them respectfully.

He used to be the center of attention wherever he went, so it was no surprise that they were all looking at him now.

But what he doesn't know is that the reason why everyone is looking at him like this today is not because he is the CEO, he is the object of their love and envy. It was the light pink shirt he was wearing that made him look so bright, as if he had changed from his former cold style and transformed into a kind and warm man.

Zhao Zhonghan came back from outside. As soon as he got off the car, he saw Mrs. Sheng entering the company gate with Uncle Fu.