Dear Mr. Shi

As soon as Song Qinghuan arrived at the company, he felt countless eyes from all directions, like sharp arrows to kill her.

Wherever I go, I walk on thin ice.

She tried her best to stand in the corner.

We were lowering the first-class elevator, and everyone around was screaming respectfully: "It's always early."

Song Qinghuan raised her eyes subconsciously, naturally seeing Shi Yuhan, with a straight suit, and looking towards her without squinting.

The heart trembled subconsciously, and the body collapsed.

However, Shi Yuhan didn't even scan her at the end of his eyes, and walked away like that, leaving countless people behind him looking up.

While Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, she also despised herself fiercely in her heart.

When he walked over just now, he was still thinking in his heart, if he had to stop suddenly to say or do something to her, how she should respond.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even have an eye test, and he didn't even look at him if he wasn't a Martian.

Just like last time, Song Qinghuan stayed in Mei Jun's house for two consecutive days without returning to the villa to stay out of the cold when he was upset.

Mei Jun's house is a bit far away from the company. Song Qinghuan has to take the subway for an hour every morning to get to the company.

Horses stumble, people stumble, and the alarm clock does not ring.

When Song Qinghuan woke up with the physiological alarm clock this day, it was the time she was in the villa, which was close to Mei Jun's house. At this time, she would be half an hour late for work.

Song Qinghuan washed his face and brushed his teeth and went straight to the subway almost in a thunderous manner.

Even with the speed of a god, he was still late.

Yu Yang called her and asked her where? Song Qinghuan hurriedly confessed the situation, then quickly walked into the elevator, turned around and saw someone coming in, hurriedly stepped aside and made room in the middle.

Lifting his eyes, he saw Shi Yuhan walking in with his assistant.

She stood in the middle of the elevator with her hands in her pants pockets, leaving her with a nice profile.

Isn’t there an elevator for the president? Why not take his special elevator?

"Which department do you belong to?" It was Shi Yuhan's assistant who spoke.

This assistant is not Chen Tian, ​​but Shi Yuhan's other assistant, Liu Yuandong.

It was the last time Song Qinghuan mistakenly thought that he was the handsome assistant who served as the president.

He seemed to have been on a business trip for more than a month, so he didn't know the relationship between Song Qinghuan and Shi Yuhan. Looking at Song Qinghuan, who was leaning on the icy stepped wall, he was not polite, and he didn't even say hello. He was immediately very unhappy. Speak out.

Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed, "The Ministry of Personnel."

It seems that in the eyes of outsiders who don't know, she must be too arrogant.

Liu Yuandong was about to say something when Shi Yuhan suddenly said, "Give me home tonight."

Liu Yuandong next to him was stunned, his eyes were back and forth between Shi Yuhan and Song Qinghuan.

Shi Yuhan's expression was cold and serious, as if the boss was reprimanding his subordinates.

Song Qinghuan's expression darkened, and she turned away and said nothing.

His eyelids jumped fiercely. Then what seemed to be heard from Chen Tian before that their Boss-sama is married?

Isn't she the one of Lord Boss...

He took a gentle breath, then raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that his brain was really flooded. Fortunately, just now, he didn't say anything.

In his hesitation, Song Qinghuan arrived on the 60th floor. He was a little embarrassed, and he subconsciously nodded to her, bent over, and just said, "Go slow!"