Qiao Zi opened the door and walked in, stopping in front of Sheng Jianan: "CEO, I have ordered your al, and these are the materials needed for the afternoon eting."
Sheng Jianan pinched his temples and nodded: "Got it."
Looking at his appearance, Qiao Zi couldn’t help but advise, "CEO, there’s actually plenty of ti this ti. There’s no need for you to push yourself so hard. It’s okay to move the eting to tomorrow afternoon."
Sheng Jianan put down the hand pinching his temples and suddenly smiled: "Finish earlier, go back earlier. The hotel is not as comfortable as ho."
"..."
Qiao Zi said nothing. This didn’t sound like sothing Young Master Sheng would say.
When he first took over Shengshi, he often traveled around. He spent 300 days a year in hotels. Back then, he hadn’t bought an apartnt near Shengshi yet. Sotis if work finished late, he would either rest in the office or in a nearby hotel.
Now he’s actually criticizing hotels?
Qiao Zi was savvy enough to understand that Young Master Sheng wasn’t missing ho; he was missing the person at ho.
Qiao Zi made a cup of coffee for Sheng Jianan. As the hotel waiter brought in the al, Qiao Zi put down the coffee and respectfully said, "Then, CEO, please enjoy your al. I won’t disturb you."
"Sit, there’s too much to finish alone."
Qiao Zi was slightly surprised. She had been with Sheng Jianan for so many years, having als with him was not uncommon, but only during business discussions with partners. It was unheard of for just the two of them to eat together.
Even when food was ordered to the office, she would eat in her office, and Sheng Jianan in his.
This was indeed the first ti.
Qiao Zi sat on the sofa, keeping a distance from Sheng Jianan, cut a piece of steak, and put it in her mouth. After chewing and swallowing, Qiao Zi raised her eyes to look at Sheng Jianan and couldn’t help but ask, "Why did the CEO think of asking to eat here today?"
Sheng Jianan didn’t look at her, focusing elegantly on his al. After swallowing, he smiled briefly: "Waste is bad."
Qiao Zi: "..."
Of course, waste is bad, but since when does Young Master Sheng care about such things?
"Did the Young Madam say that?"
Assistant Qiao really wasn’t trying to gossip, but given Young Master Sheng’s expression right now... well, it’s hard not to gossip.
Upon hearing Qiao Zi’s question, the smile on Sheng Jianan’s lips deepened, and he softly responded with a hum.
He accepted it naturally, with a flair of pride.
Qiao Zi shut her mouth, deciding to focus on her al.
Seriously, her big boss doesn’t usually flaunt his love, but when he does, it’s hard to handle.
She didn’t want to tornt herself, just eat!
Halfway through the al, Qiao Zi’s phone rang. She stepped aside to take it, and when she returned, her expression had slightly changed.
Sheng Jianan had already put down his utensils and looked up: "What’s wrong?"
"CEO, it seems there’s a bit of a problem on the Young Madam’s side."
A mont ago, he was calm as the wind; the next, his brows tightened: "What happened?"
Qiao Zi detailed the incident on the K University forum today, along with a minor episode in the library, reporting it all to Sheng Jianan.
As she spoke, she sensed the complex changes in her boss’s expression—from tightly knitted brows to burning fury, followed by a clearing of clouds, and finally a faint smile.
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