Chapter 510 Could it be that he likes her?
Cheng Xiaoyu nodded and smiled at him: "Mr. Shi is off work too."
It's still a little uncomfortable to get along with each other as superiors and subordinates, but Cheng Xiaoyu is trying hard to adapt.
Shi Chenyuan nodded at her in a leadership manner: "How do you get home?"
"I'll take a taxi." Cheng Xiaoyu said with a smile.
Shi Chenyuan glanced at her, a hint of displeasure flashing across his eyes.
"I'm going to your house, so I'll give you a ride."
"Ah? No, no, it's very convenient for me to take a taxi~"
After she finished speaking, she watched the number on the elevator display go down. She didn't want the CEO to send her home.
Moreover, he always felt that the person next to him had a very low energy level. In the confined space of the elevator, Cheng Xiaoyu inexplicably felt a sense of nervousness and suffocation.
I couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then I smelled the faint scent of aftershave on Mr. Shi.
Smells so good... so familiar...
I always feel like I have smelled this scent somewhere before. Where?
Maybe it was because he hugged her when she attended the banquet with Shi Chenyuan in Jiangcheng that day that she remembered his scent.
Thinking of what happened that day, Cheng Xiaoyu felt as if he was in another world.
At that time, they were still in an equal relationship, and she dared to be arrogant in front of Shi Chenyuan.
In just one week, he became a capitalist who exploited her, but she was also about to reach the peak of her life.
But this is life, it's so sudden and unexpected that it catches people off guard.
The elevator reached the first floor. Cheng Xiaoyu was about to say hello to President Shi and leave, but before she could go out, Shi Chenyuan grabbed her wrist and pressed the elevator door close button.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the people around him in surprise.
"Boss Shi, what are you doing?"
"I send you."
"But……"
"As your supervisor, I feel bad about asking you to work overtime on your first week. Also, since you haven't officially started yet, it's hard to calculate overtime pay. So, I'll send you home as compensation."
Huh? It's so logical and well-founded that I can't refuse it.
"You're already paying me a very high salary. It's okay if I have to work overtime. It's okay if I don't have to pay overtime."
She is still very generous, so she doesn't care about trivial matters.
Shi Chenyuan raised the corner of his lips: "One hundred thousand yuan, can I do whatever I want to you?"
Cheng Xiaoyu twitched the corner of his mouth after hearing this. Why did this person suddenly speak like this?
She laughed dryly: "Mr. Shi is really humorous."
The elevator reached the basement level.
The two walked out of the elevator together.
Because Shi Chenyuan's joke was a bit weird, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say anything all the way, feeling a little awkward. Could it be that President Shi likes her?
Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoyu knocked his head.
What a beautiful thought! When someone sends you home, you think they like you. Isn’t this the love-brain that I have always despised?
Cheng Xiaoyu explained his unrealistic fantasy by saying that he had been too stimulated in the past two days and his brain was not working properly.
Afterwards, Cheng Xiaoyu got into Shi Chenyuan's car, and the car drove smoothly out of the underground garage.
On the way, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly remembered something: there were no cheese slices at home!
Army pot without cheese would be soulless.
Seeing a convenience store on the road, I said, "Mr. Shi, could you please stop the car? I need to buy something."
Shi Chenyuan glanced at the rearview mirror, made sure there were no vehicles, and slowly parked the car on the side of the road.
"I'll be quick." Cheng Xiaoyu said, and got out of the car in a hurry with his cell phone in hand.
Shi Chenyuan watched her enter the convenience store, then glanced at her handbag on the passenger seat. The handbag was open, revealing some small girly items inside...
Shi Chenyuan took another look and couldn't help frowning.
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