She Wants to Be a Salted Fish

Lu Xing asked Lin Nuo with a puzzled look: "Chu Ci is not Chu Chengxian's daughter, so why does Chu Ci look like Chu Chengxian's mother? Is it a coincidence?"

Lin Nuo couldn't answer this question for the time being.

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At ten o'clock in the morning, Chu Ci's female secretary went to Chu Ci's office to find Chu Ci. If she was not in the work area, she must be in the bedroom again.

The female secretary knocked on the door of Chu Ci's lounge, and opened the door with Chu Ci's approval.

Chu Ci inside the door was wearing a koala one-piece plush home uniform.

He holds a large bowl of fruit sour in his hand and a spoon in his right hand.

A pair of eyes are staring at the TV screen in front of them, staring straight at the ancient and handsome men on the screen.

The female secretary was no stranger to Chu Ci's appearance.

When Chu Ci was not working, she was like this house girl.

There must be a beautiful man in the drama you watch, and there must be more than one.

It is clear that in real life, beautiful men are very cold, but when watching TV series, they are fascinated.

"Boss, I'm here to remind you that there will be a meeting in fifteen minutes, so prepare for it."

Chu Ci glanced at the female secretary, her face full of grievances and unwilling to move.

"Yuyou, can't you be so serious and responsible?" Chu Ci asked.

The female secretary is Cheng Youyou. She has known Chu Ci for many years and is much older than Chu Ci, but she is convinced of Chu Ci at work.

Before that, she had been helping Chu Ci handle the company's affairs in country M. Now that the company's headquarters has moved to Tonghai City, she has been transferred.

Today was her first day in Tonghai City, and she went to work directly.

"No." Cheng Youyou replied, then glanced at the watch on his wrist, "Now you have fourteen minutes left."

Then Cheng Youyou backed out and waited for Chu Ci in the work area.

Ten minutes later, Chu Ci came out of the lounge.

High heels, long legs, a capable professional woman's dress, and a skirt that tightly wraps the hips to ten centimeters above the knee.

The upper body is a white shirt with a loose light gray plaid blazer.

Soft brown hair was tied back into a ball at the back of her head.

A light makeup was painted on his face, which made the already three-dimensional and delicate facial features more vivid, and the blushing lips were charming.

The Chu Ci in front of him is completely different from the Chu Ci who was watching the drama while holding yogurt in a messy way.

Cheng Youyou has also become accustomed to such changes as Chu Ci.

Chu Ci is like this, the working state and the rest state are not the same state.

Usually too lazy to even move it too hard.

Once she starts working, she becomes a desperate three-girl, strict and serious, and can convince the people under her hands.

Cheng Youyou once asked Chu Ci how to switch smoothly, and Chu Ci's answer was only one sentence: "The people who make the rice, the soul of the rice."

"Boss, is your size getting bigger again?" Cheng Youyou asked.

Cheng Youyou looked directly at Chu Ci.

This face, this chest, this waist, this leg, the female secretary who is also a woman is drooling at the sight.

Of course she's straight, just simply appreciating beauty, nothing else.

Chu Ci glanced down at his chest, "Maybe, the clothes are a little crowded."

Hearing that, Cheng Youyou glanced down at her airport and sighed: "God is really unfair, you will die if you support it, and you will die in poverty."

Cheng Youyou was not jealous of Chu Ci's ability to work, but rather jealous of the turbulent waves in her chest.

Chu Ci glanced at Cheng Youyou's chest, "I heard that there is a new massager on the Internet, I will give you one."