Chapter 32： Xi Heming made good tea and didnt hand it to Jiang... (2/2)

Both of them were devoted to their work. The office quieted down, and Emily, who was sitting outside in the secretary room, was a little restless. She was really curious about the origins of Mr. Jiang from Jiangcheng Technology and how could he let it be. Is President Xi so special to her?

Looking at the closed office door, Emily wanted to go in and see what the two of them were saying inside, but she knew Mr. Xi’s temper. If she disturbed Mr. Xi’s office without a valid reason, she would be the manager of the secretary’s office. No need to do it.

Emily sat in her seat and was distraught. Seeing the time had passed for an hour, Emily finally couldn't help standing up, but she walked to the door of the president's office and became frightened again. She turned to the pantry. Go.

In addition to Xi Heming and the secretary room on this floor, several vice presidents also work on this floor. Therefore, compared to other floors, the desserts and fruits provided in the pantry are the freshest, as are all kinds of snacks.

When Emily arrived in the pantry, it was just in time for the administration to deliver fresh fruits and desserts. Emily's eyes lit up, she went to wash her hands, picked out the best fruits with tongs, and carefully arranged a fruit plate. In addition, I chose a few desserts and put them on another plate, and carried them to the door of Xi Heming's office.

Rhythmically knocked on the door three times, Xi Heming's calm and somewhat indifferent voice came from inside: "Come in."

Emily took a deep breath, put on her usual sweet smile, gently opened the door of Xi Heming's office, and quickly glanced into the office.

I saw Xi Heming and Jiang Wanwan share a desk face to face. Because the desk was empty, Jiang Wanwan did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, she supported her chin with her left hand and held the signature pen that Xi Heming used most frequently with her right hand. Write and draw on a file. While looking at the computer in front of him, Xi Heming took a sip of tea with the same teacup used by Jiang Wanwan.

Emily was completely confused. What's the situation? Does Jiangcheng Technology have no offices? She has to go to the Xi's Group to work?

Emily stood at the door and lost her mind. Xi Heming had already raised her head and looked over, and asked nonchalantly, "What's the matter?"

"Uh..." Emily almost forgot the words she prepared, and it took a few seconds to react: "I prepared desserts and fruits for the guests."

Xi Heming usually only uses some fruits for lunch, and usually doesn't go to afternoon tea at all during work. However, when a client or friend with a good personal relationship comes to his office to sit down, the secretary's office will prepare some refreshments. However, at that time, President Xi and the guests were sitting on the sofa separately. It is very rare for them to sit at the desk.

Xi Heming didn't think anything was wrong, so he directly ordered: "Put it on the coffee table." Then he knocked on the table, and said to Jiang Wanwan on the opposite side: "You go and eat something."

Jiang Wanwan, who was fascinated by the documents, came back to her senses and asked, "What to eat?" while reading the materials.

"Eat mutton skewers!" Xi Heming said badly. Jiang Wanwan instantly raised her head and her eyes brightened, and she smiled directly at Xi Heming: "The beauty you want! I only have fruits and cakes here. I don't like it or not."

Jiang Wanwan put down the pen in her hand and stood up. Emily, who was squatting on the tray, scolded herself **** in an instant, she could find other reasons to come in, but she found the most stupid one. Now She was holding the fruit plate like a maid of a rival in love, and she lost a round without waiting for a shot.

Emily put the tray on the coffee table bitterly, Jiang Wanwan came over to pick up the hot towel on the tray and wiped her hands, reaching out to get the chocolate black forest.

Emily, who had replaced her brain as a maid, got hot, and before she could react, she reached out and grabbed the piece of chocolate cake under Jiang Wanwan's hand. Jiang Wanwan took a moment and raised her head to meet Emily's flustered eyes.

Jiang Wanwan understood at a glance that she had been hit by a rival in love again. Although she has no love between men and women for Xi Heming, she still remembers the fact that the original owner was put on eye drops in front of Xi Heming by Emily before, not to mention that such dangling targeting made her a little uncomfortable.

Fight her wits and courage, she has never lost, okay?

Jiang Wanwan raised the fork in her hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Xi, your company's hospitality is really special."

Emily was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses and smiled: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I don't know you like this cake too, I'm about to send it to Mr. Xi."