Cheng Yuesheng ate a few snacks and stopped eating. After all, it was getting late and he still had to eat dinner.
"Shengsheng, it's time to go." It's not even 6 o'clock yet, so it's the perfect time to leave. If we leave any later, we'll run into the evening rush hour.
"Okay." Cheng Yuesheng packed her bag neatly.
Qin Heque walked up to her and looked at the snacks on the coffee table. "Do you want to take some home?"
"Is it okay?" Cheng Yuesheng asked. He didn't expect that when he came to Qin Heque Company, he could not only eat delicious snacks, but also take them home.
"Take some back! Aren't there a few you really like?"
"Okay! Thank you!" Cheng Yuesheng happened to be carrying a tote bag today, which could hold a lot of things.
Qin Heque helped her put the snacks into her bag, and Cheng Yuesheng noticed that there were a few that she really liked.
But wasn't he working the whole time? How did he notice which ones she liked? It must have been a coincidence.
Cheng Yuesheng thought, it was just a coincidence.
"You should like these more, so take them all back!" Qin Heque said.
"How do you know these are the ones I like?" Cheng Yuesheng was a little surprised.
"Your expression is different when you eat these packets." Cheng Yuesheng's eyes sparkled when he ate something he liked. He had noticed this when they had dinner together before.
"But aren't you working? Did you notice this too?" Cheng Yuesheng frowned, his tone a little puzzled.
"You are right next to me, I will always pay some attention to you." Qin Heque looked at Cheng Yuesheng and curled his lips.
"Then I'm disturbing your work. If I had known, I would have waited for you outside." Hearing him say this, Cheng Yuesheng wondered if he was affecting his work.
"No." Qin Heque said.
"Really? Don't be embarrassed. If I affect your work, just tell me directly!" Cheng Yuesheng said seriously.
"Your presence doesn't affect me at all." Instead, it makes me feel better.
The two left the office together.
"Boss Qin, Miss Cheng, are you two leaving?" Feng Binbin asked. He felt sorry for the poor worker, having to work overtime just to get a date with his boss. He also had to answer everyone's questions on his behalf. Ever since Miss Cheng arrived at the company, she'd been bombarded with questions from her colleagues, all of them curious about who the girl her boss had brought with him was.
"Well, is Assistant Feng ready to get off work?" Cheng Yuesheng said.
"There's still some work to be done." Feng Binbin forced a smile on her face, tears streaming down her face.
"Assistant Feng works so hard, so you have to work overtime! Remember to order takeout and don't forget to eat dinner!" Cheng Yuesheng kindly reminded. She knew the hardships of workers, but Assistant Feng looked like a high-level worker.
"Thank you, Miss Cheng. I'll order takeout right away." Feng Binbin looked at her with a touched expression. She was indeed different from his cold-blooded boss.
"Okay, why don't you go to work? Do you want to work overtime until twelve o'clock tonight?" Qin Heque's tone was a little threatening.
"Yes, I'll be there right away. Take care, both of you. Have a nice date." Feng Binbin tried hard to smile and do business under the freezing gaze of his boss.
Cheng Yuesheng's cheeks heated up when he heard this, and he waved at him with a smile, "Goodbye, Assistant Feng!"
"Goodbye, Miss Cheng." Feng Binbin watched the two people walk into the elevator with a bright smile, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body. When he looked carefully, the boss's deathly gaze was even colder.
Fortunately, the elevator door closed quickly.
"Assistant Feng is quite interesting." Cheng Yuesheng said.
"He's just a chatterbox." Qin Heque was a little unhappy that she said that to Feng Binbin right away.
"A little bit." She lowered her head and smiled.
"Do you like Assistant Feng very much?" Qin Heque asked, looking at her smile.
"Huh?" Cheng Yuesheng didn't understand why he asked that.
"You seemed to have a good chat with him." They seemed so comfortable getting along on their first meeting. Qin Heque thought of how reserved Cheng Yuesheng was in front of him when they first met, and felt a little suffocated.
"He is your assistant, so of course I have to get along well with him. After all, we are now in a relationship in public!" Cheng Yuesheng looked at him frankly.
Qin Heque smiled slightly after hearing her answer, and also felt that his question was a bit nonsensical.
"But Feng Zhuizhu has a good personality, and is a bit cute, hahaha."
Qin Heque's smile froze when he heard this. Is there any special meaning in using the word "cute" to describe a man?
"I don't think he wants to be called cute."
"It's not that he's cute, alas, I just think he's very interesting. He looks like an industry elite, but I didn't expect him to be such a chatterbox. It's a bit of a contrast." Cheng Yuesheng explained.
Qin Heque listened from the side, his face became colder and colder, and there was no warmth in his eyes. He decided to assign Feng Binbin a few more tasks.
The two got in the car and soon arrived at the restaurant they had booked in advance. It was a private restaurant not far from Qin Heque's company.
Only then did Cheng Yuesheng notice that Qin Heque was in a strange mood. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I'm thinking about work." Qin Heque answered while heating the dishes and chopsticks for Cheng Yuesheng. He noticed this habit of Cheng Yuesheng when they had dinner together last time. She was obviously from Jiangzhou, and he didn't know who she learned this habit from.
Of course Qin Heque had no way of knowing that this was her habit from her previous life.
He heated the bowls, chopsticks and cups and placed them in front of Cheng Yuesheng, saying, "The food here is pretty good, nutritious and healthy. You should like it."
Hearing Qin Heque say this, Cheng Yuesheng also felt a little excited.
Then she ate roasted squab, sweet and sour pork, sizzling hotpot, and steamed grouper...
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