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Rong Yan said with an innocent face, “You think I don’t want to? I’m holding stuff and can’t free up my hands.”
She suddenly realized she might have forgotten to take her things.
“Damn it, where are my things?”
The Man Ji crab roe buns she had finally managed to buy after waiting in line. Rong Yan was not willing to let her hard-earned achievement be treated as trash and thrown away, “I left something downstairs, I’ll go get it.”
Li Shengxiao grabbed her hand.
“Hmm?” Rong Yan looked back at him.
Li Shengxiao didn’t look at her but turned to pick up the intercom phone on his desk and ordered in a deep voice, “Go to the reception and bring up my takeout!”
Soon after, Gu Ming knocked on the office door in a hurry.
“Mr. Li, may I come in?”
He took a deep breath, steeled himself, and pushed open the office door, half-expecting the office to be in disarray given the terrifyingly low pressure his boss had exhibited earlier.
Or perhaps the woman who had just been personally brought in by the boss would be trembling with tears running down her face by now.
But when he peeked inside, he found the office serene; nothing had happened at all!
Even less low pressure!
The oppressive atmosphere that had been suffocating above the CEO’s office as if it had never existed…
Could it be this woman’s doing?
She had actually managed to calm down an enraged Li Shengxiao so easily.
His gaze towards Rong Yan became complicated.
But he only dared to take a quick glance, not daring to look more. With Rong Yan wearing a cap, he could only clearly see her beautifully curved jawline and full red lips; everything else was indistinct.
He awkwardly placed the nondescript item he carried onto the coffee table and said, “Mr. Li, I looked all around downstairs, and this is all I could find. The receptionist said this takeout box was something the lady left in the guest rest area. They said this is what you were looking for…”
In fact, when that receptionist named Xiaoxiao handed it to him, he couldn’t believe it.
He never thought that the takeout his boss had specifically called him to retrieve was something served in a fast-food plastic container.
He had assumed the boss had ordered a catering service from a Michelin-starred restaurant.
Looking at the simple plastic box, his mind was like a bottle of soy sauce knocked over— a mix of complex feelings.
“Is this it?” Li Shengxiao didn’t even look at him and turned to ask Rong Yan.
Seeing her queued-for takeout, Rong Yan immediately nodded and affirmed, “It’s this one.”
“I guessed you probably didn’t have lunch, so I used a food app to search around your company and heard that this place’s crab roe buns were delicious. I bought a portion while I was on my way here; do you want to try some?”
Gu Ming looked up, about to say, “The president, he…”
Then he received a warning glance, and right after that, he saw the man he admired the most calmly and unflinchingly agree, “Sure.”
The president is going to eat crab roe buns?!
Gu Ming felt his brain wasn’t quite functioning.
Rong Yan, however, didn’t think that much and took out a small bottle of vinegar. After looking around unsuccessfully for a dish, she asked him, “I also brought you some vinegar. But it looks like I forgot to bring disposable dishes.
Do you have anything here that can hold vinegar? A small box or even a shallow coffee cup would do.”
Li Shengxiao glanced at Gu Ming, whose expression was beyond words, and ordered, “Go get it.”