Tang Yichen saw the warmth and nervousness, and coldly glanced at the employees around him watching the good show.
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, as if the dust in the air was also frozen by the indifference on Tang Yichen's body.
Everyone received Tang Yichen's gaze and walked away one after another, walking to the corner and continuing to gossip.
"Really, she is still the first woman Mr. Tang brought. Having been here for so long, we have all seen a woman next to Mr. Tang."
Said a girl in professional attire and rigid glasses.
The woman with heavy makeup on the side was upset, biting her red lips, "Look at that woman, the noodles with clear soup, just like not eating enough, how can it be worthy of Mr. Tang."
Everyone glanced at the woman, then walked away one after another.
Discussing the boss privately is a taboo of the Tang Dynasty group.
Warmth followed Tang Yichen into the office. This was the first time she came to Tang Yichen's office.
There is no luxury as imagined, on the contrary, it is very simple and majestic, which is very inconsistent with Tang Yichen's own domineering and arrogant temperament.
As soon as Tang Yichen sat down, he pulled Warmth to his side and let Warmth sit on her lap.
Warm lowered his head and gently pushed him, "Hey, you are here to work."
Tang Yichen chuckled his lips and smiled, "I know, work and hugging you are in conflict?"
amount…
Taking Tang Yichen for granted, Warmth could not find words to refute.
"I won't come next time, so as not to disturb you to rest." Warm hands changed to hook Tang Yichen's neck, his lips pouted slightly, looking very affectionate.
Tang Yichen's heart was rippling when he saw it, and he slowly approached the warmth.
Tang Yichen moved forward a little bit, stayed warm and backed a little, the smile on his face was as bright as summer flowers.
"Dare to run."
Tang Yichen snorted coldly, put the warmth on the desk, and touched it in a flustered manner. The pen holder on the desk crackled a little.
But just when Tang Yichen's lips were about to touch the warm lips, the door of the president's office was suddenly pushed open, and Tang Yichen was suddenly shocked to push Tang Yichen away.
Jiulong froze in place, watching this scene in disbelief.
Young and old are so open, in the office...
However, when he saw Tang Yichen's indifferent eyes, Jiulong knew that he had stepped on the tiger's tail.
"Young Master, I... I knocked on the door, you..."
Jiulong spoke and retreated to the door, watching Tang Yichen's face gradually becoming hard to look, and he was completely afraid to continue speaking.
"roll!"
After Tang Yichen said this, Jiulong immediately closed the door.
The moment the door was closed, a hard object suddenly hit the door, making an earth-shaking noise.
Warmth came out of Tang Yichen's arms and looked at him bitterly, "You work, I'll wait for you inside."
Warm picked up a book on the table, cast a wink at Tang Yichen, turned and entered the lounge in the president's office.
Tang Yichen grinned, then lowered his head, turning on the computer with a cold face to start handling official business.
Warm turned the book over, and his face suddenly wrinkled.
She took a book on finance and economics, which contained a lot of technical terms.
Warm turned over two pages and fell asleep in a daze. I don't know how long I slept.
When I woke up again, the warmth was awakened by the sound of words outside.
Pushing the door open, it turned out that Tang Yichen's father was talking to him outside.
Nan Fengxiao sat in Tang Yichen's original position, and Tang Yichen sat in front of Nan Fengxiao.
Warm and curious about Tang Yichen's relationship with his father, isn't it a father and son? How does it feel like an enemy