Good Morning, Mr. President!

"I haven't chased a man, I pondered it myself!"

Song Zhixing was lying on the bed, touching his red lips with kisses, thinking of his words, and looking at the ceiling silly. Tang Yu left her to wonder when she left, but she also had no experience chasing men!

She rolled around in bed and couldn't sleep. She called Chen Cheng and asked for advice.

Chen Cheng recently interned at other companies, and was also made alive. It's not human work to keep designing. After listening to her complaining, Song Zhixing asked her, "Orange, what kind of sincerity can you say to chase someone?"

Chen Cheng draws pictures over there, picks up apples, and talks to her on the phone. Hearing her question, she returned to her with an ambiguous apple: "Why, you finally think about spring?"

"I'm asking you seriously."

"The right medicine is to have sincerity. Isn't there an old saying? Men chase women, separated mountains; women chase men, separated gauze. Simple! But who do you want to chase?"

"... Who else can I want to chase." Song Zhixing thought she asked more.

"Your uncle?" Chen Cheng put his pen down and leaned lazily into the chair. "Seriously, as you said, your uncle was so indifferent to you before. Can you still chase him? Don't By then, people did n’t catch up, and they hurt themselves in decent form. "

"Certainly." Song Zhixing smiled, and resolutely returned, his emotions were not affected by Chen Cheng's concerns in the slightest.

As soon as Chen Cheng heard it, he felt sick, "Hurry up and tell me the truth. Is there something else I don't know?"

Song Zhixing rolled around on the bed holding the quilt, and for a moment, he was somewhat shy and could not help but said, "He just kissed me."

"Really?" Chen Cheng was also happy for her. The next second, she doubted, "Don't you get drunk and kiss you?"

"No. I'm awake than me! It was he who said, let me show my sincerity to chase him."

When Chen Cheng heard this, he understood. ‘嘁’ said, “You guys really play! You obviously want to die for each other, you have to play the game you chase me, and then I will chase you.”

"Don't talk about it, give me a trick!" Song Zhixing sat up, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

"What else needs to be done? He said so, then you use the most direct and effective method."

"what way?"

"What do you say?" Chen Cheng didn't answer the question, his tone was particularly ambiguous.

Song Zhixing understood it and rolled his eyes. "We haven't talked well in three years. You suddenly asked me to deal with him ..."

"It's called a child who can't bear the wolf. If you dare to start, he will be convinced the next day. If there is another child, it is not you who chase him, but he chases you."

Song Zhixing carefully considered her words, and nodded and praised for a while, "Chen Cheng, you really have rich experience in chasing men. If you ask, you will not ask the wrong person."

Chen Cheng was furious and angry, "What did you say! Who has experience in chasing men? This girl can only chase one or two."

The two laughed again and then hung up the phone. Song Zhixing had no drowsiness, so he got up and repainted.

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The next day.

At five o'clock, Song Zhixing got up.

When she went out, her colleagues went together as usual, and she took the thermos bottle and walked out of the apartment with them. This fellow also has peaches.

Everyone was talking about work, and they didn't know who suddenly saw the thermos bottle held by Song Zhixing.

"Why do you mention this at the company?" The other side lowered his head and sniffed. "It's so fragrant. Did you make something delicious?"

"That's right! At noon canteen, we all eat together and share together." I don't know who proposed.

Song Zhixing quickly hugged the thermos bottle, for fear of being snatched by these hungry wolves, "No, I'm useful. Don't you want to eat anyone."

"Which baby is it for such a baby?"

"Sister Star, you have only been here for a few days. Do you have a sweetheart?"

Song Zhixing was too lazy to take care of them.

The peach walking aside couldn't help but look at her twice more, and stunned the thermos in her hand.

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At noon, everyone else went to the cafeteria. Song Zhixing came out of the design department holding the thermos. She trot all the way into the elevator and stumbled across the top floor.

Taozi came out of the design department and watched the elevator keep going up to the last floor.

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upstairs.

When Song Zhixing reached the top floor, he was as quiet as yesterday. There is only a duty assistant in the secretary's office. Tang Yu was not here at the moment, and the office door was locked tightly, she was a little lost.

"Is he out?"

"The second grandpa is entertained at noon."

"Oh." Song Zhixing narrowed his eyes at the thermos in his hand. Did she get up early in the morning to cook the soup?

She thought about it, or put down the thermos and gave it to the assistant, and simply explained a few words before coming down from the top floor and going to the cafeteria for dinner.

At more than two in the afternoon, Tang Yu returned to the company. The assistant gave him the thermos. He was originally confused, and the other party explained: "This is specially sent by Miss Song today."

After hearing the words 'Miss Song', Tang Yu's thin lips bent. Is it too old-fashioned to pursue men?

"Do she have anything to say?"

"She said that it was stewed for two hours early this morning. Even if you are full outside, you have to taste her soup. And ... you have to finish.

Tang Yu drew his lips.

Chasing a man like she is domineering, probably only one!

Du Hui stood behind and laughed, looking at Emperor Tang sympathetically, "Er Master, just the young lady's technique, after drinking the soup, it may be life-threatening, right?"

"Very likely." Tang Yu also doubted. He had witnessed her craft in Bingyu before.

"I'll call you an ambulance."

Tang Yu went into the office holding the thermos, and he looked good.

Du Hui went back to his office to get the documents and went to the president's office. Only as soon as he opened the door and went in, the fragrance was overflowing. I saw Tang Erye sitting on the sofa, drinking soup with great interest.

Du Hui drooled silently.

"Secondary, you can't finish drinking such a large bowl of soup. I happen to have a bowl in the office, or should I share some for you?"

"No need to."

"Used. I didn't have enough to eat at noon." Du Hui reached out. Before touching his thermos bottle, Tang Yu patted his hand directly, "I want to eat, and find a girlfriend to stew for you!"

Du Hui couldn't help but glance at Er Ye. This ‘ye’ word is amazing!

"Secondary, are you going to reconcile with Miss Xiao?"