It seed a bit forced, but she couldn’t find any other reason.
Zhuang Yanyan frowned. In her mory, she wasn’t a child who loved to sleep in, but for the past month, she indeed seed to be waking up later than before.
"Is it because work is too exhausting?" Thinking of this, Zhuang Yanyan imdiately turned her head and questioned her grandson, Qin Feimo, "I say, grandson, as a boss, can’t you lighten Jinglei’s workload a bit? Look at how tired she is these days, her complexion is obviously not as good as before, and she seems thinner too."
Seeing how Feng Jinglei indeed looked thinner than before, Zhuang Yanyan felt a pang of heartache.
Qin Feimo slightly turned his eyes, also noticing she was indeed thinner than before, and her complexion wasn’t great, her fair face appearing sowhat overly pale.
"Grandma, my workload isn’t much. It’s just calculating accounts and typing every day."
Zhuang Yanyan continued to look concerned, "Jinglei, why don’t you stop working; Grandma will take care of you!"
Feng Jinglei laughed, "Grandma, my job is really easy, and the pay is high. It’s hard to co by a job like this."
Zhuang Yanyan questioned, "Really?"
"Mm!"
Zhuang Yanyan was worried but didn’t want to interfere too much, so she dropped the subject.
After breakfast, the two of them left the Commander Residence together.
On the way to M Group, Qin Feimo suddenly spoke from the driver’s seat, "Isn’t your workload too much recently."
The sudden question left Feng Jinglei sowhat startled. She turned her head and watched him focus on the road ahead, his strikingly handso side profile like a sculpture.
"No," she gently replied, then turned her head and lowered her face.
Qin Feimo glanced at her but did not speak further.
Once they arrived at M Group, walking to the office door, Qin Feimo had his secretary call up Chen Feng from the finance departnt.
A few minutes later, Chen Feng entered the president’s office.
"Mr. Qin, you asked for ."
Qin Feimo was still working at his desk, only lifting his head to look at Chen Feng after signing a docunt.
"Recently, is your workload very heavy?"
The sudden question made Chen Feng pause, a little unsure of what was happening.
Though it’s a new year, their busiest ti in the finance departnt is usually those few days at the end of the month, afterward it’s not as hectic.
"It’s manageable, not too much." Chen Feng was surprised. When did Mr. Qin beco so approachable, personally asking about their workload, worrying they might be overworked?
Uh...this isn’t like him.
"That’s all, you may go."
"..." That’s it?
Staring at the boss sitting high at his desk, Chen Feng pressed his lips together, bemusedly turned around and left.
Did he call him up just to ask whether the workload was heavy?
Back in the finance departnt, Chen Feng was really puzzled. Passing by Feng Jinglei’s desk, he couldn’t help but lean against it, frowning.
Feeling soone leaning over, Feng Jinglei instinctively looked up, seeing their manager Chen Feng leaning against the desk with a frown, seemingly troubled.
"Manager Chen?" She looked up and called him.
Chen Feng remained tight-browed, "Jinglei, do you think our boss has changed?"
"What?" She didn’t understand.
Chen Feng turned his gaze, staring directly at her, "Just now the boss called up just to ask if our finance departnt’s workload is really heavy. What do you think, why would he suddenly care so much about us employees?"
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