To You, My Beloved

Tang Shi nodded slightly and walked over to his office.

The oldest secretary, when Tang Shi was about to enter the office, suddenly seemed to remember something, and said respectfully, "Mr. Tang, because you have been on business a few days ago, so I haven’t told you Reported that the new colleagues approved by the Personnel Department have already started to work."

The oldest secretary winked at Gu Qingcheng, and Gu Qingcheng stood up immediately. Although she had known Tang Shi for many years, Gu Qingcheng simply introduced herself: "Hello, Mr. Tang. My name is Gu. Allure."

Tang Shi's figure paused slightly, and his footsteps stopped. For a moment, he turned his head slightly and nodded lightly to the oldest secretary. He said that he knew it with an "en", and then he didn't even look at it. Gu Qingcheng, who greeted herself, walked directly into her office.

Although Tang Shi had a good background and a strong aura, it usually gave people a sense of superiority, but in the face of the suitability of the staff greeting, even if it is a cold and combing attitude, it will be expressed. Moreover, Gu Qingcheng is new. Staff, he actually ignored it!

Everyone in the secretary's room looked at Gu Qingcheng. Everyone's eyes were varied, helpless, sympathetic, doubtful, and Feng Yiyi's eyes were proud...

Coming to work in Shengtang, and meeting him for the first time, he made her lose face in front of so many people.

Gu Qingcheng forced herself not to care about the sight of others, tried hard to maintain a calm and elegant attitude, and slowly returned to her seat.

Gu Qingcheng kept his head down and stared at the computer screen for several hours, not daring to look at the eyes of people around him.

Tang Shi seemed to be very busy at work. He entered the office from half past two to half past four. He never came out. In the middle, he called the secretary department three times, one to confirm the meeting of tomorrow, and two to let people in. send a file.

Nearly five o’clock, the phone on Gu Qingcheng’s desk rang. It was from an internal line. The extension number was "8888" on it. Gu Qingcheng knew it was the call from Tang Shi’s office, and her fingers shook slightly. After a moment, he immediately picked up the phone, and shouted respectfully to the phone, "Ms. Tang."

Tang Shi's tone on the other end of the phone was cold and without any emotion. What he said in his mouth was also crisp, without a half-word: "Make a cup of coffee."

Before Gu Qingcheng said "yes", the phone was cut off with a "click".

Gu Qingcheng quickly put down the phone, went to the pantry, and made a cup of coffee. According to the Tang Shi taste recorded in her notebook, she put two packets of creamer and one packet of saccharine, and then walked to Tang Shi's office.

Gu Qingcheng first raised her hand and knocked on the door. When she heard "please come in" from inside, she raised her hand and opened the door.