Inside the chairman's office.
Songcheng’s office is just like his entire personality. The decoration is simple and stylish. The whole body uses a large area of black and white. The obsidian marble desk occupies a corner of the room, and the black and white bookcase stands beside it.
A row of soft leather sofas are placed against the wall for visitors to relax.
In addition, there is a white wooden door that blocks two spaces, and inside is a lounge.
After Song Cheng hugged her aggressively and entered the office, he let go of her, stepped to the desk and sat down alone, and took care of his official duties.
Su Kui was a little bored, sitting on the sofa for a while, staring at the white jade fingers for a long time, and seeing that Song Cheng was indeed working seriously, he didn't mean to pay attention to her at all.
Lifting his cheek with one hand, he looked up at the man with his head down in front of him who was focused on his work.
The fine bangs pouring down along the full forehead, hanging down at will, a pair of gold glasses on the high nose bridge, which softened his powerful aura to a great extent and made him appear a lot gentler.
Staring at him, he was in a daze without knowing it, his clear and bright pupils looked at Song Cheng intently, with a faint smile on his lips.
It is said that men at work are the most attractive, and Song Cheng is the leader among them.
If Song Cheng usually looks like a gangster, with a gloomy temperament, he is more like a university professor than a man in charge of the destiny of a huge consortium.
Maybe her eyes were too hot, and Song Cheng was such a person who was very sensitive to the reaction of the outside world. Naturally, he would not fail to feel the line of sight that had been following his movement.
He looked up inadvertently, and happened to crash into a pair of pupils with Wang Qingquan in it. Something stung the tip of his heart. After a while, he curled his lips, "Am I good-looking?"
Feng's eyes are half-closed, the corners of his lips are raised, and the deliberately lowered voice is charming and seductive.
Su Kui nodded without realizing it, her cheeks red, as if she had drunk a large bottle of red wine, "Good-looking!"
"Really? Do you love me?" The voice was even more hoarse, and the ending sound was longer, like a death god carrying a sickle. Knowing that death is coming, he still willingly sacrificed his soul just to change his eyes.
"True, true, I love..." Wait!
Su Kui glared at the other party with wide-eyed eyes, and couldn't say anything to him: "You're talking about me?!"
Even if he didn't finish the last word, Song Cheng heard the previous words clearly. It's a pity--
He sighed, but underestimated her, he was able to recover from his confusion so quickly.
Stopping the pen that was turning with his fingertips, "Are you thirsty? What would you like to drink?"
Su Kui gave him an angry glance and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "I'm just like you!"
"Okay," Song Cheng pressed the internal number, and it was quickly connected. He simply said to the other end: "Bring two cups of coffee to my office." After thinking about it, he said, "One of them is with milk. Add sugar and send it as soon as possible."
His words instantly made Su Kui's heart beat like a drum, was it him? It's not him, but how would he know that she loves sweets and is the ultimate supporter of dairy products.
Song Cheng didn't know how to read minds. Naturally, he didn't know why Su Kui's expression was unpredictable. He only thought she didn't like it, and said, "I don't like it? Let the assistant change you a cup."
But why is there something in his memory telling him that this woman is so sweet as life
"No--" Su Kui looked back at him with a smile, "I like it very much."