Dressed as a vicious sister, she became the group's favorite by relying on her inner voice

Chapter 142: Luo's President's Shaky Respect

Luo Wangzhou walked into the special elevator with a smile on his face and went to the president's office on the top floor. Special Assistant Han, who was with him, looked at the Lingna Belle lunch box in the president's hand and sighed silently.

Many of the company's gossips about the president were spread by the secretariat. As long as they were harmless, no one would bother with them. However, he was also in the gossip group chat created by the secretariat.

Pop-up windows appeared one after another above the phone. Assistant Han just glanced at them and threw the phone into his pocket.

The gossip group has already started discussing Lingna Belle's lunch box. Most people speculated that it was a loving lunch box made by Miss Zuo, as they were worried that their president's stomach would be bad if he didn't eat breakfast. Others were already envious, saying that the president and Miss Zuo were a perfect couple and were in love with each other.

But no one knows better than him how sad the truth is.

Let’s not talk about how far the relationship between the president and Miss Zuo has progressed. Just the so-called “love lunch box” is the little self-esteem and backbone that their president has left.

Arriving at the office, Assistant Han asked as before: "Still just want coffee?"

Luo Wangzhou: "Well, I've already had breakfast."

Assistant Hunter smiled, "Okay."

After he walked out the door, he curled his lips and couldn't help shaking his head.

Yes, yes, yes, we have had breakfast. If the driver hadn’t asked me to keep an eye on you, I wouldn’t have known that you would get up so early to make breakfast for Miss Zuo. In the end, she didn’t want it and you ended up feeding it to the dog on the roadside.

And you - my president who has been telling me that he has eaten breakfast these days, sits in the office with an empty stomach every day, and lives a life worse than that of a dog on the street.

As soon as I entered the water room, someone from the secretary's office came over to inquire.

"Assistant Han." The man came close to him, with gossip on his face, "Is it because Mr. Luo and Miss Zuo are showing off their affection that it irritates a single dog like you?"

Special Assistant Han: "No, just focus on your work and don't worry about Mr. Luo's life."

"Tsk." The man obviously didn't believe it and pushed him with his elbow. "I know it even if you don't tell me. The whole company is talking about it like crazy. Our president has completely fallen for it."

"The front desk downstairs said that our president brought Miss Zuo's love lunch box when he came up, and he kept replying to Miss Zuo's messages with a smile."

Assistant Han raised his eyes and stared at her for a moment, his expression very complicated.

There was no love in the love bento, nor was there a bento, it was just an empty box that he had to queue up to buy snacks. Oh, by the way, even the empty box was fake, it was the lunch box that Miss Zuo had used once to bring dumplings to Miss Luo when she couldn't go home during the winter solstice when she was in school.

As for replying to the message with a smile... he saw it when he was standing behind the president. The person on the chat screen was Miss Luo, and the brother and sister were talking about the appearance of their family's ancestor or something.

Anyway, all the rumors were wrong and far from the truth. He, a coolie, had to wait in long lines and deal with the rumors just to maintain the president's shaky dignity.

"I can't help you if you think so."

The coffee is ready. Assistant Han said this lightly and left with a slightly heavy step.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Special Assistant Han counted on the watch and received the message at exactly ten:01.

Boss: Suyue Pavilion, the same as before.

Special Assistant Han: Got it.

After replying to the message, Special Assistant Han picked up his coat, stood up and walked downstairs.

In fact, he really wanted to tell their president that he was a special assistant, and there was no need to send him messages every day for such things. He could just buy it and send it to Miss Zuo at the right time.

"Hey." The dog at the door of Miss Zuo's house can have a full meal again.

"Hey."

It’s sad to say that Miss Zuo never accepted anything their president did. It’s really... Even the dog shook his head when he heard it.

A colleague passing by saw that he looked worried and asked, "Assistant Han, are you going to discuss cooperation again?"

Assistant Hunter immediately smiled: "Yeah."

……

The White Rose had already returned. Zuo Qingyan, who had always said that he was in a hurry to leave because of his busy studies, suddenly wasn't so anxious anymore. Not only did he not leave, he stayed, and bought a large flat in a busy area of ​​the city, where he did some creative work every day.

Special Assistant Han came to the door with pastries, and before he knocked on the door, he heard a dog barking inside.

"Wang Wang!"

The door was ajar, and judging from the sound, it should be a large dog. Assistant Han did not dare to go forward and only called out, "Hello, Miss Zuo, I am..."

"Come in, the door is open."

The voice in the room was very clear, and it seemed that the person speaking was in a good mood.

Assistant Han hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and walked in.

Today, Zuo Qingyan is fiddling with the computer. She is wearing an apricot sweater and has her hair tied in a bun. She looks more intellectual and gentle than before.

There was a Samoyed lying next to her. It was about to stand up when it saw someone coming in. Zuo Qingyan patted it and it immediately lay down again obediently.

Assistant Han retracted his gaze and put the cakes bought in line on the table, "Miss Zuo, these are the cakes that President Luo asked me to bring. They are some of your favorites."

He said exactly the same thing for nearly a week. He came every day, and Zuo Qingyan asked him to take her away every time.

Being familiar with this process, Special Assistant Han was waiting for the next reply - No, take it away, and don't come again.

Zuo Qingyan: “Put it there.”

"Huh?" Assistant Han couldn't help but ask, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

When he realized what was happening, he immediately laughed: "Okay, okay, I'll leave it here first. I really didn't expect that... Mr. Luo must be very happy."

Before he left, he glanced at Zuo Qingyan, who patted the dog beside him and raised an eyebrow at him.

Special Assistant Han:?

Zuo Qingyan: "I have a dog, but the dog food hasn't arrived yet. Thank you."

"..."

Special Assistant Han retracted his grin.

Well, this is not acceptance, but even depriving the street dogs downstairs of their snacks.

The delivery was made and he was not kicked out, which was considered an improvement. Before Han left, he heard Zuo Qingyan say, "Whoever delivered it should come, otherwise I will feed the dog next time."

As he spoke, Zuo Qingyan reached out to take the pastry, opened it, broke it into pieces, and fed it to the Samoyed.

"Eat slowly, Xiao Zhouzi, don't choke."

Special Assistant Han couldn't help but look at the Samoyed again, as if thinking about something.

*

Compared to the full cruise ship running of the game the day before, today's game was much milder. An area was set up in the center of the open-air gymnasium. The long table was set up and filled with skewers. Balloons were floating on the side, and one look at it made people feel relaxed.

Today we played the game while sitting down, which did not consume any physical energy and we could eat and drink. The atmosphere was more relaxed and pleasant than yesterday.

The first round was an innovative version of Werewolf, with the team formation restored to two-in-one. Luo Yu and Bo Xingsi were together, and they won every round.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were discussing posts on Weibo while watching the show. From Luo Yu's new Weibo post to Bo Xingsi's revised personal profile, the discussion was very heated.

[Oh my god, I can’t stand it, Miss Star~~Who is she trying to kill with such sweetness!]

[Oh my god, don’t let yourself be unable to bear it, let me be unable to bear it first. I really want to know what the WeChat notes they left for each other are?]

[Do Xingxing and Luoluo treat Weibo as their friend circle? They really don’t treat us as outsiders.]

[What does Luo Luo's Weibo post mean? Is it a response to Yu Lin yesterday? Isn't it a bit late...]