Su Qiao returned to the secretary's office with an ugly expression on her beautiful face.
"Sister Su, what happened?"
"What are you asking? Is this what you can ask? Just work hard and don't ask around all day long. Let me tell you, the president is in a lot of mood today. If you mess up something, just pack your things and get out. "
In the CEO's office, Nangong Yun put the information on Huo Licheng's desk with a serious face: "A Cheng, it's a good thing you found it in time, otherwise, something big would have happened."
Huo Licheng's eyes were still as cold as a knife: "This can't be an accident, Jiang Yi, go check it out. I don't want such a moth in Huo City."
"yes!"
Nangong Yun's brows suddenly wrinkled again, and he put his hand on his stomach. He didn't take any medicine after it calmed down last night, and he didn't eat anything all morning. Now he really can't hold on anymore.
"What's wrong? Your stomach hurts again?"
Nangong Yun waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm probably hungry. I'm not as hungry as Boss Huo."
Huo Licheng glanced at him. He knew that Nangong Yun had a bad stomach. It hurt like this, but he still had the intention to make a joke.
"Jiang Yi, order some food."
After hearing Huo Licheng's instructions, Jiang Yicai remembered the porridge that he had forgotten for a long time. He quickly returned to the office and brought the thermos bottle over: "Vice President, this is some porridge for you. It's still hot. Drink some first." Son?"
"Thanks."
Nangong Yun took it over and opened it, and the fragrance of milk mixed with grains wafted out.
Cheng Cheng deliberately cooked the porridge very well, and there was no problem in swallowing it without chewing. Nangong Yun took a big sip, and the warm porridge slid down his throat. It had a sweet taste and a smooth texture. Nangong Yun smiled: "Assistant Jiang, why didn't I know you had such a skill?"
Jiang Yi was a little embarrassed. Although he didn't want to interfere with Cheng Cheng's affairs, he himself was disgusted with such nonsense. The same was true for Huo Licheng and Nangong Yun. In Huo City, no one dared to please the big boss so openly. So Jiang Yi had no intention of helping Cheng Cheng deliver porridge, but now that it was in Nangong Yun's hands, Jiang Yi naturally told the truth.
"The vice president was joking. How could I know it? Secretary Cheng sent it to me and asked me to pass it on to you."
Nangong Yun took another big sip and was stunned when he heard Jiang Yi say this: "Secretary Cheng?"
Huo Licheng had already frowned and said in a sarcastic tone: "Why didn't I know there were such opportunistic people in Huo City?"
Huo Licheng had never gotten along with Cheng Cheng, but Nangong Yun had dealt with her several times. He looked at the thermos bottle in his hand and thought about what she said before getting out of the car after sending Cheng Cheng home yesterday.
Nangong Yun smiled: "A Cheng, I misunderstood, that little girl didn't have that intention at all. Yesterday, I met her on the road and took her home. She had a stomachache on the way. I guess it was the little girl thanking me for taking her home. "
Huo Licheng looked at Nangong Yun with some fun. Nangong Yun was obviously protecting her. Huo Licheng's eyebrows became lazy: "Nangong, why didn't I know that you would protect my secretary like this?"
This kind of question is a bit meaningful. How could Nangong Yun not hear it? He leaned on the sofa, his evil eyebrows deepened and said, "A Cheng, I think Secretary Cheng's resume is not fake. She is really He can cook and it’s delicious.”