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The next day, two women joined the Zheng company. The old employees knew a little, one was the president's ex-wife and the other was the president's fiancée who had lived with him for several years. The two of them entered the company at the same time, like a heavy bomb dropped into the crowd, and the blasting effect was imagined.

Qingyi's beige suit is noble and elegant. That kind of dress is a typical intellectual woman's outfit, and every move exudes the elegant charm of an intellectual woman. She has a faint smile on her face. Although there are not many employees she knows along the way, she nodded and smiled at her, and she responded naturally and appropriately without feeling a trace of embarrassment.

Zheng Ying saw her as early as the first step when Qingyi stepped into Zheng's family, but he did not go straight forward. He hugged his arms and looked at her quietly. She had indeed changed a lot. I remember that when she first saw her, although she had a smile on her face, she always inadvertently felt a faint sorrow, and that sorrow concealed her light. After several years of experience, her body was covered with the light of confidence and maturity, and it was difficult for people to find a breakthrough.

"Hey, isn't Xiaolang your secretary?" A slightly charming voice broke the tranquility of Zheng before going to work.

Zheng Xiaolang frowned, a little unhappy, but he didn't say it out loud. Those who entered his company were elites, and few people shouted like this. Fortunately, it was still early now, there were not many employees, and he was not too embarrassed.

"President," Zheng Ying saw them walking towards him, stepped forward a few steps and said good morning respectfully to Zheng Xiao. Ouyang Fen felt unhappy when he saw that he did not say hello to him. "Cough cough." She deliberately covered her mouth and coughed a few times, reminding him to pay attention to her.

Zheng Ying seemed to pay attention to her, but just nodded politely to her. Ouyang Fen was displeased and pulled Zheng Xiaolang away in anger, expressing her dissatisfaction with him as the general secretary.

She didn't expect that it would be so unwise to show the face of the chief secretary when she entered Zheng's company on the first day. She immediately saw which one was better and which one was bad.

"Aying, help Fen arrange a table in the secretary's room." Zheng Xiaolang glanced at Ouyang Fen helplessly, but when he thought that she was willing to study, and was willing to change her playful temper and came to work with him, he still forgave her childish actions.

In Zheng's company, she had a separate office next to the president. Qingyi glanced at the computer on the desk. It was already half past eleven, and it was twelve o'clock. It was the meal time of Zheng's senior supervisor. Seeing that there was still half an hour left, she opened the drawing board and carefully drew the painting. This was what she promised Mu Lanxuan at the beginning, and agreed that she would do things for him regardless of whether she was in Zheng or not. How could she forget the loyalty of a person? Her biggest advantage is that she would never forget the promise she made to herself.

Zheng Xiaolang walked through Qingyi's office and saw that the frosted glass door was half-closed. There seemed to be a figure doing something seriously in front of the computer in front of the table. He pushed open the door and looked at her like that. Serious women are indeed the most beautiful. At this moment, Qingyi's eyes were shining with a confident and wise brilliance.

After a group of comics, Qingyi rubbed her cervical spine with her hands. In the past two years, she has drawn many comics for the sake of her child, and the root cause of cervical pain was also degraded. She looked up unexpectedly and saw Zheng Xiaolang standing there thinking. She frowned, wondering how long he had been standing there.

As if he could see her heart, he smiled at her, "I've been here not long, let's have dinner together."

Qingyi nodded, turned off the computer, took the small bag hanging on the hanger next to her, and smiled brightly at him. The smile was as pure as the clear spring water in a mountain spring without any dirt.

Zheng Xiaolang was stunned, his heart was floating, and his face felt a little hot. He glanced at the side involuntarily and didn't dare to look at her again.
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