Chapter 17: Feng, you have to change your image

Since it is something that I can't control at all, I might as well just let it go.
"Got it!" Zhang Junyan responded coldly, then stood up and walked out. Of course, she was very polite and respectful in front of Feng Beichen, and said with a slight bit of resentment, "President Feng, I do everything I've already explained it. If there is nothing else, I'll go ahead."
I have to say that she is very sad, working by her side for so long, she is not as good as a newcomer!
Feng Beichen certainly understands her thoughts, but it is precisely because she understands that she must call Zhong Zhen over!
"Yeah!" Feng Beichen responded faintly, staring at the computer, with one hand, and sometimes drawing something on one side of the paper, without even looking at her directly.
Zhang Junyan's heart was particularly sorrowful, just standing there, staring at him, motionless.
Feeling her strangeness, Feng Beichen raised his head faintly, and asked casually, "What? What's the matter?"
How can the same big boss care? Zhang Junyan had to swallow all the grievances, and said calmly, "It's okay, I'm going to be busy!" Then she turned and left.
Feng Beichen glanced at her background, twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his head gently, and continued his work.
This clock is tidying up in the room. Although many shirts and suits are not worn out, they feel rather dull. How can a young person wear such old-fashioned clothes? She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and shook her head gently.
There is really no way to say this thing about aesthetics! Although Zhong Zhen's major is secretarial, she is a proper young literary and artistic young man. Originally, her major is vocal music, and she has considerable research on the matching and color of clothing! And she really likes these stuff, especially in painting, she is very talented!
Regarding him, doesn't she mean that all private affairs are handled by her? She couldn't match him with such old-fashioned clothes. I wish he had fewer sets and would not wear them again.
So I searched, and he almost emptied his closet. Look, it was a bit too much, and I reluctantly took back two more. But look, it really didn’t match his temperament, and finally put it back in the trash box. in.
When she finally organized and moved the boxes out one by one, she was really surprised by Feng Beichen.
He removed his eyes from work and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"
Just asked her to tidy up the closet and change a few sets of clothes in a while, but it felt like she had emptied everything from Shishuo.
Panting, Zhong Zhen moved a box to the door. Then he stood up straight, and said, "President Feng, how long have your clothes been? Why do they look like antiques? No, you have to change your image. , Youthful and vigorous, and stylish, otherwise such a good figure would be wasted!"
After speaking, she regretted it, she was talking to her big boss! He is the one who can decide to work and stay. Is it because he is so happy? The speech was a little bit open.
What can be said is like spilled water, how can it be recovered?
So Zhong Zhen could only secretly regret, lowered his head and did not dare to look at him, and his hands were tight!
But what she didn't expect was that Feng Beichen said coldly, "The wardrobe has really not been cleaned for a long time. You look at it, but I will go out later and give me enough clothes for various occasions."