"It's pretty good. I've gone to see it before. It's just a little far away and a little old, but it's very close to the subway."
"Cheng Cheng, I really don't want you to move. Anyway, no one lives here, and my brother won't come. You can just keep me company."
Cheng Cheng blinked and looked at Jiang Shan. Of course she knew Jiang Shan was very convenient here, but the education Cheng Cheng received since childhood was to solve problems with money and never use favors.
Money is easy to make, but favors are hard to repay.
She doesn't want to lose Jiang Shan as a friend, so she doesn't want to owe her any favors. It's okay to stay here for emergencies, but it's definitely not okay to stay here for a long time.
And although she is poor now, she can't afford to rent a house, so it's better to move out.
Cheng Cheng showed a sweet smile: "Shanshan, you want to eat the food I cooked?"
"You stupid girl, do you know you can't tell me?"
Cheng Cheng wanted to change the topic, but Jiang Shan just followed her words and joked. However, she forgot that Cheng Cheng often couldn't tell the difference between a joke and reality. When Jiang Shan said this, he thought seriously for two seconds and said: "Shan Shan, I can bring you lunch in the future, there is a microwave in the pantry, and I plan to bring my own meals in the future."
Jiang Shan reached out and touched Cheng Cheng's short, ear-length hair: "Cheng Cheng, you are so... so cute that people want to ravage you."
After dinner, Cheng Cheng cleaned up the kitchen as usual. Jiang Shan had slept and eaten. She took two apples to the kitchen to wash. Seeing the mung beans Cheng Cheng was soaking aside, Jiang Shan said doubtfully: "Cheng Cheng, Are you soaking mung beans to make porridge?"
"Well, breakfast for the president tomorrow morning."
Jiang Shan's hands washing the apples suddenly paused: "What did you say? Breakfast for...the president?"
Cheng Cheng dried the washed dishes and put them away, and nodded: "Yes."
Jiang Shan put down the apple in her hand, not caring that her hands were still wet, and pulled the process: "You can wait and explain to me, what's going on?"
Cheng Cheng had no secrets about Jiang Shan and gave a rough explanation of the situation: "Originally, the vice president had a bad stomach and asked me to make porridge for him. He invited me to lunch in equal exchange. Then the vice president went on a business trip, right? The president thinks I'm lazy. Maybe he also sees that the vice president is not here. I'm very idle. Huocheng doesn't support idle people, so..."
Cheng Cheng explained herself, not feeling any problem at all. She didn't say some details. She didn't mean to hide them, but there was no need to say those details. The result had already been said anyway.
Jiang Shan listened to Cheng Cheng's words, her beautiful eyebrows full of doubts. Is the dignified boss of Huo City so boring? Do you care whether a little secretary has something to do
If you really think that Cheng Cheng is an idler in Huocheng, according to the normal psychology of the big boss, you should just fire him.
"Cheng Cheng, are you going to deliver breakfast to the president every day?"
Cheng Cheng shook his head: "No, I just need to give the thermos to Assistant Jiang every day. I don't need to see the president."
A flash of understanding flashed in Jiang Shan's eyes, and she didn't ask any more questions.
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Huocheng's finance department has recently been busy assembling the financial statements for the whole year, and the logistics staff have to prepare for Huocheng's annual meeting. Since there are many people in the group, the arrangements are quite busy.
All the secretaries in Huo Cheng have naturally become hard laborers. Cheng Cheng, who was very idle before, has now completely transformed into a long-time worker.