Her big black eyes were round, and her gaze fell on his cheek, as if she was looking at his mood at the moment, whether it was good or bad.
Si Zhengting wanted to see what she was going to do, so he closed the half-read document and then looked at her, "Is something wrong?"
When she heard this, she hesitated for a moment, then walked in, closed the study door, and then cautiously said: "Is there a printer? I want to print a document."
print documents
Judging from the way her eyes were darting around, it was clear that she was not interested in drinking. Si Zhengting pointed to the printer next to her.
Zhuang Nainai copied the document to the spare computer in the study and pressed print.
There was a buzzing sound from the printer, and she seemed a little bored waiting for the document, so she moved to Si Zhengting's side little by little, then clicked on her phone and laughed twice.
Si Zhengting ignored her.
She continued to laugh twice more.
But this man... still ignored her.
Zhuang Nainai felt that he simply had no curiosity. While he was cursing, he finally heard his voice, "What are you laughing at?"
Zhuang Nainai's eyes lit up and she suddenly slipped to his side, "Look at this Weibo, I think it's funny!"
After saying that, he handed over the phone as if he were offering a treasure.
When Si Zhengting saw the post, he immediately understood what she was thinking. He returned the phone to her thoughtfully, then looked at her and said, "So...?"
Zhuang Nainai immediately said, "This man is so ungentlemanly! Where can I send something away and still have to come back?"
Si Zhengting pretended not to understand and said "oh" indifferently.
Zhuang Nainai suddenly became anxious when she saw his look. She glanced up at him secretly, then pretended to be gossipy and asked, "Do you also think this man is a scumbag?"
Si Zhengting pressed the slightly raised corners of his lips. He knew clearly what her purpose was, but he refused to let go and continued to speak indifferently, "I'm not interested in this."
Zhuang Nainai:…
Zhuang Nainai felt that Si Zhengting was just a fortress and could not be conquered no matter what!
She turned back reluctantly, took out her design from the printer, took a file bag from the side, and put the things in it.
After all, Zhuang Nainai did not major in fashion design, and he was still a novice in this industry, so the pictures he drew were a bit stiff and needed to be processed and polished slowly.
So printing these design drafts at this time is just to find an excuse to meet Si Zhengting!
She walked out slowly holding the document. Halfway there, she turned around without giving up, walked to Si Zhengting, and casually placed the document bag on his desk.
She decided to go all out and tell the truth, otherwise she would not be able to make up the ten million yuan in her lifetime with her own salary.
She coughed and said slowly: "Um, Si Zhengting..."
Si Zhengting turned his head and looked at her.
Zhuang Nainai lowered his head and said carefully, "Can you lend me eight million?"
Si Zhengting raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly, "Why did you borrow the money?"
Zhuang Nainai sighed, "I'll buy a house for my mother."
She didn't say she had bought it, nor did she say she was going to buy it, which made the concept vague.
Si Zhengting was slightly stunned. He thought that Zhuang Nainai would definitely find other reasons to deal with him. After all, there were misunderstandings between them and their relationship was not very good.
(End of chapter)