Chapter 22: She is the exception

Zhong Zhen smiled on the side and felt like saying hello.
The clothes and the corresponding things were quickly moved to the Feng Beichen room on the second floor, and the butler turned and left with great eyesight.
"You clean up all the clothes in the cabinet first, and then tidy up all the new ones!" Feng Beichen indifferently instructed, "From now on at seven o'clock every morning, you come here to work on time and clean up my room. , And then go to the company, prepare lunch or go out with me to socialize."
Is this a job description? Zhong Zhen immediately took out his mobile phone, opened a memo, and recorded his words. If he was not clear, he immediately asked him again for verification.
There is no time to think about other things, but the problem still exists. Come here so early, what can you do? Seeing that Zhong Zhen's face was not right, Feng Beichen frowned, stared at her, and asked in confusion, "Is there a problem?"
"No, there is no problem, I can." Zhong Zhen responded quickly. Anyway, he must get the job done, and think of a solution when there are difficulties.
Seeing her startled, Feng Beichen expressed suspicion, but seeing her nodding sincerely, he had to choose to believe her.
"Remember, you can only enter and leave my room alone, come here!" Feng Beichen said suddenly in a deep voice.
Of course, Zhong Zhen did not dare to hesitate, so he walked over to him and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Give me your hand!" Feng Beichen said as he grabbed Zhong Zhen's hand without speaking.
His hands are really strong and so warm, just being pulled by him, there is an indescribable sense of stability!
Damn it, how did this happen? Is it a nympho? Zhong Zhen squeezed fiercely with one hand, reminding himself not to be fanciful! She must have self-knowledge about what kind of situation she is. This kind of daydreaming must not be done.
After a few beeping sounds, Feng Beichen put down her hand and whispered, "Try it!"
It turns out that there is a fingerprint lock on his door. Is there a priceless treasure in his room? Using such a lock is really hard to understand. Is there any treasure that must be put at home?
Although I was murmured in my heart, the movements on my hands were very neat, try it, the door can open automatically.
"Yes, thank you, Mr. Feng!" Zhong Zhen still expressed his gratitude, which can be regarded as polite.
"There are also passwords. Fingerprints will occasionally fail or become ineffective. You have to pay attention." Feng Beichen continued to say in a calm voice, and then leaned in her ear, gently saying a series of numbers, "You remember it."
His warm breath was blowing in her ears, and that elastic and magnetic sound gave Zhong Zhen a feeling of being in the clouds, but she knew in her heart that all this could not be more real, and she had to work hard to remember and Do what he said.
"Yes." Zhong Zhen responded to him, remembering the string of numbers firmly in his mind several times, after all, this Dongdong can't write.
It's just that her expression seemed to be in a trance, so Feng Beichen stared at her with distrust, and asked very seriously, "Really remember?"
If he forgets when, he doesn't have time to put out the fire for her, so he would rather take a little thought now and confirm with her again.
It is also strange that he will only say once to others, no matter what, if there is a mistake, he will directly talk about the issue of responsibility, but for her, it is very exceptional.