Long Aotian went to the wrong book

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Zheng Sinian heard such a sweet conversation as soon as he came in, and he didn't know if he should continue to stay here.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about you"

"Don't think about it"

"Just think about it"...

Zheng Sinian swears that the lines in any soap opera he has watched have never been this bad.

He couldn't help but think that since his wife was so passionate and unrestrained in private, it was no wonder that his president could never forget him.

He didn't understand, but he was shocked.

Just when Zheng Sinian was hesitating whether to apply oil on his soles and run away, Yu Han soon discovered his presence.

As soon as he saw Zheng Sinian, Yu Han raised a smile and waved to him: "Secretary Zheng, here."

The enthusiasm in his tone made Xie Sixing look at him seriously.

Zheng Sinian straightened his expression and walked over: "Hello, Mr. Yu."

He was still holding a glass of water in his hand. When he got closer, he put it on the table in front of Yu Han and explained: "Boiling water at 60 degrees."

Yu Han smiled slightly. : "Secretary Zheng still remembers my habits."

"If you remember, please remember it deeply." Zheng Sinian smiled bitterly.

What a joke, he would never forget it for a moment.

Ever since he learned about Yu Han's strong desire to compete for him, and the president's extremely indulgent attitude towards Yu Han, Zheng Sinian knew that he was a duckweed swaying in troubled times, a beauty born in the flames of war.

Zheng Sinian didn’t know what Yu Han would become one day, and he didn't know whether the president would retain him at that time.

Zheng Sinian closed his eyes in pain, thinking that no one would fight for him anymore!

If you want to fight, go to the dance studio.

Yu Han picked up the drink on the table and took a sip. He looked up and saw Zheng Sinian's expression of pain mixed with excitement.

Yu Han: "?"

He couldn't help but be concerned: "Secretary Zheng, why do you look so strange?"

"I'm fine, Mr. Yu." Zheng Sinian put away all his emotions and secretly glanced at Xie Sixing not far away. .

Xie Sixing sat upright, looking down at the documents in his hands. It seemed that he didn't notice them. Zheng Sinian breathed a sigh of relief.

He said to Yu Han: "Mr. Yu, I still have work, so I won't bother you."

Of course Zheng Sinian would not be stupid enough to stay at this time and delay the president's good deeds. He had already decided that he would bury himself in the ocean of work.

When he heard that Zheng Sinian was going to work, Yu Han said with admiration: "It seems that Secretary Zheng loves his career very much."

He is indeed the talent he has chosen.

The desire to get him became even stronger.

After Zheng Sinian left, Xie Sixing also put down the documents in his hands.

He tapped his fingers on the table twice and looked over with deep eyes: "You like my secretary so much."

"Didn't I say it before?" Yu Han said lazily: "I cherish all talents."