In the assistant area outside the CEO's office, Chen Xin stood in the independent position of the special assistant, with a delicate expression.
"The gift my wife bought for you yesterday left me a WeChat message, and asked me to receive it and put it in your office. I think there is indeed a space next to the sofa..."
Halfway through speaking, he saw President Luo, who was still full of rage just now, and his face was frozen for thousands of miles. He was suspected of being hit by a cruise ship, and the huge snow river that surfaced suddenly had cracks from the top. The fast ice blocks scattered, melted in the polar snow water, and melted under the water, leaving only a piece of sunlight reflecting the waves.
President Luo smiled.
Spring breeze turns into rain.
Chen Xin wanted to rub his eyes, but Mr. Luo, who was almost melted by the sunlight, turned around, leaving him with a tall but no longer sharp back.
"Eight is eight."
Deep voice, exuding comfort.
Chen Xin: "?"
The mood of the tenth level of darkness will turn into the third level of light
"Give me the list half an hour later."
The ending sound, which is always tough and full of edges and corners, is a bit gentle.
Chen Xin responded energetically immediately and heaved a sigh of relief.
Alert thorough contact.
And at eight o'clock, when Chen Xin brought the delivery man into the office to adjust the massage chair, he witnessed a miracle again.
Luo Tianlin didn't start working immediately as usual, but folded his arms around his chest, watching the distribution master install it with interest, with the corners of his lips always keeping a strange upward arc.
The master wanted to unpack the plastic packaging, plug in the power cord on the spot, and try to operate it, but he stopped him.
"No, I'll do it myself."
As soon as these words came out, Chen Xin was shocked.
Mr. Luo coming by himself
How come
Which electrical wrapping paper in the office did he remove by himself
Which electrical plug did he plug in himself
The sky has changed!
The eighth wonder of the world!
Chen Xin almost subconsciously took out his phone and wanted to take a video for the president.
But he restrained himself, thinking of his generous year-end bonus, he held back.
It's just that Luo Tianlin never wanted to speak.
"This sofa, move away."
The leather sofa imported from Italy, the single sofa that the designer of the world's number one brand personally customized for Luo Tsong was pointed out mercilessly.
Luo Tianlin looked around, frowned, and pointed to the coffee table of the same brand, "Change to a smaller one, with silver-white metal legs, glass top, and four flat drawers underneath, leaving empty space in the middle."
The boss is very fussy about personal items.
He has always had a strict set of aesthetic standards.
But Chen Xin didn't expect that he would change the two favorite decorations for the massage chair.
He knew that the massage chair bought by his wife was a good brand among the salaried class, but it was far from the boss's ultimate experience and aesthetic needs.
He also thought that the gift from his wife was a matter of thought, as long as the massage chair was placed for the boss to see.
Unexpectedly... The boss's posture is really ready to use!
Chen Xin was taken aback!
"Why haven't you gone out yet?" Luo Tianlin unbuttoned his cuff buttons, rolled up the cuffs of his black shirt, and was about to bend down when he turned around and saw Chen Xin standing behind him, and couldn't help frowning in disgust.
Chen Xin: "..."
Ten minutes later, Luo Tianlin plugged in the power.
Even when he heard a slightly blunt and clumsy electronic sound [Please select the massage mode], he curled up his thin lips, comfortably retracted his slender legs, and forced them into the sunken massage chair.
It's a bit crowded.
Compared with a tailor-made single sofa, the touch is slightly harder, and the back is not comfortable to lean on.
The long legs cannot be fully straightened.
But... Luo Tianlin pressed the soothing mode in a good mood.
From the little girl.
How much pocket money does she have.
Luo Tianlin was a little annoyed. He asked her to get off the car yesterday. Chen Xin should accompany her and ask Chen Xin to swipe his card.
But halfway through frowning, he raised his eyebrows again.
Massage chairs are much more expensive than carrying stereos, chocolates, silk scarves, eyeshadow palettes....
He lowered his eyelids, looked at the armrest of the massage chair which was not made of real leather, and laughed silently.
After laughing, his handsome face froze again.
He even showed the little girl's face last night.
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"Yangyang, the massage chair is at least one meter long. You have to move your desk to the side of the bed to fit it."
Mao Ruimin was measuring the place with a tape measure.
Xia Zhengyang was drinking Coke, and objected when he heard this, "The desk is next to the door, and I want to put the massage chair under the window. Turn it sideways so that I can enjoy the sun while massaging. I can usually sit on it and read a book."