Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Two days of relaxing weekend passed, Pei Ge returned to the office refreshed on Monday.

"Good morning, Minister~"

"Good morning, Sister Xinlei~"...

With a bright smile on his face, Pei Ge greeted his colleagues in the office one by one.

"Sister Xinlei, didn't you rest last night?" Pei Ge asked with concern after sitting down, looking at Pan Xinlei who was yawning all the time.

"Well, my son had a fever in the middle of the night last night, and I didn't have a good rest all night." Pan Xinlei nodded and said helplessly.

"How is the child now? Is it serious?" Pei Ge looked at Pan Xinlei worriedly and asked in a low voice.

"Fortunately, the water was hung last night, much better." Pan Xinlei said with a smile.

"That's good." Pei Ge nodded, looked at Pan Xinlei whose eyes were full of exhaustion, and said softly: "If you are really too tired, please take half a day off."

"Now the company has just changed its big boss. It's so busy. How can we invite so many people during the holidays? I'm just a little sleepy, so don't worry." Pan Xinlei smiled and looked at Pei Ge softly.

"That's okay, if you need my help, please tell me anytime." Pei Ge looked at Pan Xinlei with a smile, and said in a serious tone.

"En, good." Pan Xinlei nodded, not politely.

But soon, Pei Ge felt a little regretful because of his words.

Of course it's not regretting helping Pan Xinlei, but because——

"Gege, please help me attend and record the meeting held by the president this afternoon. My head is really dizzy. I will probably just doze off when I go there."

Pei Ge stared dumbfounded at Pan Xinlei who handed her the meeting book, and she wanted to cry without tears.

Ahhh! Why is that annoying male public relations president here again! ! And she's sitting in an office meeting with that bastard! !

"What's the matter?" Pan Xinlei asked suspiciously, seeing Pei Ge's expression that was a bit off.

"No, nothing, just a little nervous." Pei Ge shook his head slowly and said softly.

"Pfft! There's nothing to be nervous about, don't think too much, you're very good, don't worry." Pan Xinlei encouraged Pei Ge and said with a smile.

"Ok……"

Alas...how could her life be so sad.

As soon as Pei Ge thought about it, she would deliberately scratch her hair into a chicken coop again, looking like a fool, and her heart would be blocked for a while.

Heartbroken for the whole afternoon, even though Pei Ge was reluctant, he could only hold the meeting book, followed Sister Li, and went to the meeting room together.

"Gege, didn't I ask you to comb your hair and tidy up your hairstyle?"

After entering the conference room, Sister Li noticed that Pei Ge's hair was still messed up like a chicken coop. She frowned and looked at Pei Ge.

Pei Ge pursed his lips, and said very embarrassedly: "I don't have a comb..."

"If you don't have a comb, you have to use your fingers to comb it. Look at your hair, you don't look like a white-collar worker." Sister Li looked at Pei Ge's chicken coop speechlessly, and said with disgust.

Pei Ge blinked and said softly, "I'll take care of it when the meeting is over. The meeting is important now."

Seeing that she finally got rid of Sister Li, Pei Ge heaved a sigh of relief, spread the meeting book on the table in front of her, and waited for the meeting in every possible way.

In fact, compared to the first day when she first found out that the male publicist turned out to be the president, she is not as flustered as she was at the beginning.

Especially, in today's meeting, the distance between her and the president is really far away.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ji!"

Ji Ziming pushed open the door of the meeting room and walked in slowly. His handsome and indifferent face was expressionless. Although he didn't say anything, there was a terrifying sense of oppression all over his body, which made him feel uncomfortable. The staff in the meeting room unconsciously sat upright.

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming who finally came to the meeting. Although the distance was quite far, she still lowered her head and did not look at Ji Ziming directly.

With a cold face, Ji Ziming glanced roughly at the people sitting in the conference room, and when his eyes fell on the light yellow chicken nest head, he frowned, and his eyes stayed a little longer than other people's. For a second, he looked away.

"I'm holding this meeting today, mainly to let everyone who sits next time know more about the current situation of the company..."

Along with Ji Ziming's eloquent talk, Pei Ge quickly memorized the key points Ji Ziming said in Pan Xinlei's meeting book.

The more he took notes of what Ji Ziming said, the more Pei Ge felt that although Ji Ziming seemed to be just a vase guy, he was actually quite genuine, which completely broke her understanding of Ji Ziming. Some of his prejudices made her admire.

However, when she had a slight liking in her heart, Ji Ziming soon broke the slight liking.

"Here I want to mention that this is where we work. You can't control what everyone looks like, but when it comes to image, I hope everyone can treat it strictly. If a person can't even manage his own image well, How can I do my job well." Ji Ziming's voice passed through the microphone and penetrated into everyone's ears very clearly.

Hearing Ji Ziming's words, Pei Ge couldn't help feeling that this man seemed to be targeting him.

When she continued to listen, she was immediately sure that what Ji Ziming was talking about was indeed her!

"Like some people's hair, I really don't know how she had the courage to go out of the house and let others see it."

"……"Depend on! I walked out of the house in a beautiful updo! Updo! If it wasn't for you, would I be able to hold a chicken coop in full view! asshole!

"I'll stop here for the image issue. I hope everyone can pay more attention to it. Sometimes, a person's image represents a company. I hope you can pay attention to it." Ji Ziming glanced at the seat far away from him. Somewhere, some chicken coop with its head down.

Should it be so obvious! Pei Ge looked at her because of Ji Ziming.

"Did you hear what Boss Ji said? Next time, you have to pay attention to your image." Sister Li, who was sitting next to Pei Ge, reminded her in a low voice.

Pei Ge nodded helplessly, and replied in a very low voice, "Yes, I see."

But even though she said so, her eyes were full of anger and she glared at Ji Ziming who was standing in front of the president.

asshole! asshole! asshole!

Just know to find fault with me! Bastard bastard big bastard! !

Ji Ziming, who was talking eloquently in the meeting and talking about his own plan, suddenly sneezed without warning.

"Ah~!" The loud sneeze shocked everyone in the conference room.

Feeling the gazes of the people around him, Ji Ziming remained expressionless as if nothing had happened just now, and continued the meeting.

However, in his heart, it is completely different from his appearance.

Damn it, was someone scolding him just now?