"Did you ask a pig to write this plan for you?"
"Did you calculate this quotation sheet with your feet?"
"With this PR plan, do you intend to bring disgrace upon the company along with you?"
The door of the president's office was not closed, and Shen Zhenzhen heard Feng Xijue's words clearly.
Oh, oh, oh! This girl from Gaoling is really sharp-tongued. She should just go back and continue looking at the report.
There was no chance for Shen Zhenzhen to sneak away. When Chen Wei saw her, it was like seeing a savior.
"Mrs. President, are you here to bring lunch to the president?"
Shen Zhenzhen could only bite the bullet and nodded, and the executives who were scolded in the office all looked at Shen Zhenzhen and greeted her enthusiastically.
Then, as Chen Wei had expected, Feng Xijue finally let the executives leave.
And when those executives passed by Shen Zhenzhen, they all cast grateful glances at her.
Shen Zhenzhen was about to cry. This was sacrificing herself to save everyone.
But she doesn't want to be a 'hero', she just wants to be a coward.
After Feng Xijue sat down on the sofa, he looked at Chen Zhenzhen as if he wanted to eat her alive.
"Have you changed your career to become a model?"
Shen Zhenzhen, who didn't want to change her career to become a model, could only quickly find a place farthest away from Feng Xijue to sit down.
She carefully placed the medicinal food on the coffee table. If she had known earlier, she would have asked her bodyguard to deliver it.
Feng Xijue asked Shen Zhenzhen with a sharp look in his eyes, "Where's your lunch?"
Shen Zhenzhen, who only wanted to send 'warmth' but forgot about herself, could only weakly reply, "I, I'm not hungry."
Feng Xijue came to Shen Zhenzhen and said, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
The small, white hand, as white as jade, gently held the man's big, bony hand. Shen Zhenzhen slowly raised her eyes, her wet gaze full of innocence.
"I only remember your medicinal meal! If I forget, I have to prepare some for myself. Don't be angry, I can eat it when I get back to the company."
After taking Shen Zhenzhen's hand away, Feng Xijue didn't teach her a lesson, but called Chen Wei.
In less than ten minutes, Shen Zhenzhen had a delicious lunch box.
Biting her lower lip with her upper teeth, Shen Zhenzhen mustered up the courage to stand up and sit down next to Feng Xijue.
It was because Mr. Feng's aura was too stern that made her feel uneasy even though he didn't say a single harsh word to her.
Taking out wet wipes from her bag, Shen Zhenzhen looked at Feng Xijue with a gentle gaze as gentle as water, and her voice was soft and sticky.
"Let me clean the ointment off your lips."
Without saying whether it was good or bad, Feng Xijue took off his mask directly.
Chen Wei and the other senior executives thought that the reason why President Feng was more sharp-tongued than usual was because he was not feeling well, and they all expressed their understanding.
Shen Zhenzhen moved her small body a little closer to Feng Xijue.
Her eyes fell on the wound on the man's thin lips.
Shen Zhenzhen felt even more guilty. She gently wiped the man's lips with the wet tissue in her hand.
He was gentle and careful, as if he was wiping a rare treasure, which made Feng Xijue seem less cold.
Her eyes were a little red, and Shen Zhenzhen said in a hoarse voice, “Wipe it off, I won’t bite you again.”
Feng Xijue replied indifferently, "I don't believe it."
Holding the man's arms with both hands, Shen Zhenzhen gently pursed her delicate and tempting lips, "Otherwise, I'll bite it back for you!"
Gently pushing Shen Zhenzhen away, Feng Xijue picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the medicinal food.
How could he bite Shen Zhenzhen so hard that she bled? When he bit her before, it was more like flirting!
The medicinal food was already difficult to swallow, making Feng Xijue want to go on a hunger strike.
The lunch box that Chen Wei prepared for Shen Zhenzhen tasted delicious.
But Shen Zhenzhen also found it hard to swallow, which showed that she really felt guilty.
This is my first bite! It's inevitable that I won't be able to grasp the right degree.
Oh, oh, oh! She still has a lot to learn!
Seeing that Feng Xijue had only eaten less than one-third of the meal, Shen Zhenzhen also put down her chopsticks and stopped eating.
She took out the wet wipes from her bag again, but Feng Xijue refused her and took the wet wipes himself to wipe herself.
Seeing Shen Zhenzhen lowering her head and looking at a loss, Feng Xijue said to her, "Finish your meal."
"I, I'm full." Shen Zhenzhen took out a tube of ointment from her bag, "Applying this should help it heal faster."
She bought this after visiting five pharmacies. It is believed to be more effective than other ointments.
Then, Shen Zhenzhen took out a cotton swab from her bag.
Seeing how well prepared she was, Feng Xijue felt much less angry.
Although Shen Zhenzhen had tampered with his medicinal food before, he still did not question the ointment Shen Zhenzhen chose.
He let Shen Zhenzhen apply the ointment she had just bought to his wound.
If Shen Zhenzhen did anything to the ointment at this time, Feng Xijue might not be able to control himself as before.
Shen Zhenzhen was extremely gentle when applying medicine to Feng Xijue, for fear that she would accidentally hurt him and then be scolded without being able to refute him.
By the time Shen Zhenzhen had applied the medicine to Feng Xijue, her forehead was already covered in sweat, which showed how nervous she was!
"The medicine is ready. I, I also prepared a straw for you." Shen Zhenzhen specially chose a blue straw for Feng Xijue, fearing that he would not want to use the pink one.
That overly handsome face of Mr. Feng San, darker than ink: "..."
Asking him to drink water with a straw? He couldn't even imagine the scene; he couldn't accept it at all.
But no matter how angry he was, he couldn't scold Shen Zhenzhen because she was so thoughtful.
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