Time is running out, and Secretary Li didn't want to waste time changing trains, so he bought a direct bus ticket.

Not to mention the pungent smell in the car that caused my head aches. As soon as I got off the car, Secretary Li was frightened by the crowded exit.

If it hadn't been for the task assigned to her by the chairman, she wouldn't have come to this ghost place.

Secretary Li dragged and saluted, forced a sigh of relief without rest, and continued to get on the small broken car heading to Mocun.

The small broken car swayed all the way, Secretary Li's face was like a white paper, and she squatted on the ground for a while before she felt a little more comfortable.

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Rong Huang sent Secretary Li to take Mourning's parents and sister to the magic city and began to deal with affairs.

Within half an hour, the office door was knocked.

Rong Huang turned his eyes slightly to look at the door, and continued to stare at the computer screen, "Go in."

There was a very light footstep.

It's Bai Heng.

Bai Heng wore a very formal dress today, a neat three-piece suit, buttoned to the top one, and the neckline of his shirt clung to the skin of his cold white neck, warm and peaceful with a hint of abstinence.

Rong Huang put his chin on one hand, and squinted his eyes to examine the man.

"Wear it like this..." Rong Huang gestured up and down with his thin white fingers, "Aren't you tired?"

Bai Heng was stunned and didn't react for a while.

After understanding the meaning of Rong Huang's words, Bai Heng's face was slightly embarrassed, and his tone was gentle, "It's okay."

Actually I don't like it.

His family background is not very good. After being admitted to the best university in the city, he is also three o'clock every day, dormitory, cafeteria, and classroom.

He bought this dress with the money he earned from a part-time job before, in order to make a good impression on others.

But the layers of restraint made him breathless.

This feeling became more obvious when he stepped into Rongshi.

Especially seeing that he was going to the top floor, the eyes of those women were mocking.

As if this is the world of women, and men do not deserve to be here.

Bai Heng's fingers curled slightly on his side, and his eyebrows were drooped, looking extremely harmless.

Rong Huang didn't know that Bai Heng thought so much for a moment, and pointed to the newly added office in the office, which was a little smaller than hers, "That's your position."

"In addition, I'm more casual. You don't need to dress like this during your work..." Rong Huang thought about the wording, "Formal."

Bai Heng blinked, his expression was a little surprised, and after a while he slowly responded, "I see, thank you Rong Dong."

Rong Huang smiled and said nothing more.

The world's phoenix disease prevention mentality is relatively serious, so she still shouldn't be too obvious.

"There is a document on your desk about my preferences. You can make a note of it so you don't make a mistake."

Bai Heng's position happened to be able to see the document on the table, a few thin sheets of paper.

"Okay, I understand Rong Dong."

Seeing that Rong Huang had nothing to say, Bai Heng walked to his office and sat down.

The computer is obviously a new purchase. Bai Heng once heard from a friend that this computer is the latest model of Guojia.

Looking at Rong Huang with a complicated expression, Bai Heng looked down and opened the document.

The files were sorted out by Rong Huang himself, not the preferences of the original owner.

Three sheets of paper are densely written.

Fortunately, Bai Heng's memory has always been very good, and he can remember it after reading it twice.

After Bai Heng read the three sheets of paper about Rong Huang's preferences, there was a knock on the door.

Rong Huang didn't lift his head, his keyboard crackled, "Go in."

Secretary Zhang walked in with a pile of documents, stepping on twelve-centimeter high heels.