The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"The CEO has already entrusted us to help Miss Shi fight this lawsuit. There's no need for Miss Shi to worry about the follow-up matters. We will help Miss Shi handle it well and inform you of the progress. Is that okay?"

Xia Ling: "Yes, thank you, lawyer Chang."

From what she said, did it mean that lawyer Chang was taking full responsibility for her matters?

*

Xia Ling walked out of the lawyer's office with a complicated expression on her face.

Looking at her, Assistant Li smiled slightly and advised her.

"Madam, the CEO may look cold, but his heart is actually warm. I believe young madam has experienced it recently."

"Yesterday, the CEO turned down a lot of work in order to go back and meet madam."

"I've been working for so long, but I've never seen sucha workaholic CEO. He even got off work on time. This shows that the CEO values madam very much."

Xia Ling's face was slightly red from his words.

When they reached the floor, the elevator stopped abruptly.

Assistant Li nodded at Xia Ling and smiled, leading the way in front of Xia Ling.

"President? I brought madam back."

"Come in!" Ji Yi's voice came from the office.

Assistant Li pushed the door open.

In Xia Ling's eyes, it was Ji Yi.

Dressed in a navy blue suit, he was low-key and deep-set. The man sat behind the desk, looking handsome and cold.

The way he flipped through the documents, he looked very serious and solemn. It made people feel depressed in the office and they did not dare to speak loudly.

"President, I'll be leaving now," Assistant Li said in a low voice.

Ji Yi lowered his head to look at the documents and acknowledged.

Xia Ling stood there and looked around. She saw a seat by the window and indeed, there was a seat arranged for her.

It was originally a single linen sofa and there was also a table for leisure.

However, the table was moved aside and a computer table was arranged in front of the sofa.

Her laptop was placed on it. The internet cable was connected and her digital board was placed very well.

Xia Ling wanted to thank Ji Yi, but the latter was focused on his work and did not raise his head at all.

Thus, she went over and sat on the linen sofa to try it out.

The sofa was very soft and matched the height of the computer perfectly. Sitting there wasn't tiring.

She was just about to start working.

*

"I didn't expect you to know how to draw."

Ji Yi's deep voice sounded in the office.

Xia Ling looked at him.

"I'm an advertising designer from the art department. Of course I know how to draw."

Ji Yi looked at her. His eyes were dark, but the corners of his lips curled up.

"No, I'm talking about your Weibo. The little monk drawn on it is very interesting."

Little monk?

Xia Ling was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted.

Was Ji Yi talking about her Weibo?

Yesterday, she had posted the advertisement design and also added a Weibo post. It was a four-grid Manga of a little monk.

[ there are four kinds of troubles in life: not enough to eat, not enough to drink, not enough to play, not enough to sleep. The biggest trouble is: You obviously didn't do anything, but in the blink of an eye, you have to start school and go to work! ]

The little monk's face was round, and the scar on his head was very eye-catching. He looked very innocent, but he scratched his head and sighed.

At this time, it was the start of summer vacation. When Xia Ling posted this Weibo, it was especially poignant.

Because the little monk's appearance was especially popular, it was soon shared by hundreds of people. In a small circle, it could be considered quite popular.

However, such popularity would definitely not be known by Ji Yi, right?

*

Seeing her puzzled expression, Ji Yi's eyes flashed.

Seeing that she entered his office but didn't even say a word to him, not knowing what to say, Ji Yi casually found a topic to talk about.