Chapter 2:

The man’s eyebrows are narrow, long and deep, the bridge of his nose is tall and straight, his lips are slightly thin, and the perfect curve of his chin shows a bit of thinness. Even so, Lin Luo, who has seen many beautiful men in the entertainment industry, has to Admit it, this face is impeccably handsome.
He glanced at her condescendingly: "Is it you?"
Then turned around and walked back.
Lin Luo looked at his long and straight back and couldn't help sighing. He didn't notice from the front just now that President Ba's buttocks were so strong and round, like Corgi's with ostrich legs, what a fairy combination.
It's no wonder that the original body has missed him, racking his brains and unscrupulous, this looks, this figure, this sense of abstinence, and wants to prostitute.
Before I had time to go further, I heard him lazily say: "Come in."
Lin Luo heard the words and immediately put the folder that had just dropped, adjusted his appearance, pulled out a sweet smile, got up and walked into the president's office, and closed the door.
The president’s office is a semicircular shape. Except for the side of the secretary room, which is the wall, the rest is surrounded by light-sensitive French windows. The floor is covered with thick carpets. Because it is too soft, the stilettos are a little shaky when stepping on it. With good professionalism, Lin Luo managed to maintain a graceful pace.
Ji Chian sits on the sofa, leaning forward with two long legs, leaning on the back of the sofa, and putting one arm casually on it, his posture is lazy, and his neckline is pulled looser, because the temperament of abstinence makes people Feel more tempting.
Lin Luo suppressed the nasty thoughts in her heart and tried to imitate her impression of a professional secretary: "Ji, hello, what's your order?"
Ji Chian stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows: "Make a cup of coffee."
Lin Luo only noticed that there were a few empty cups stacked on the coffee table, and a suit jacket and tie on the armrest of the sofa, stained with inexplicable stains.
In addition, the room is clean and tidy, and it doesn't look like it looks like after indulging in sensuality. It should be an overnight class.
I can't help but slander, why, does the CEO also need to work in this era? What about dating and spoiling your wife? This broken president is too embarrassed to be the male lead?
However, he was very honest: "Okay, President Ji, wait a minute."
Ji Chian likes to drink mandheling, no sugar, no milk, 85 degrees Celsius, not bad at one time.
Lin Luo mobilized the memory in her mind and skillfully operated the coffee machine. In the original world, her father also had a large office. He often stayed up late and worked overtime. He was also very particular about coffee, so she later specialized in learning. I just want to make him happy when I make coffee.
Lin Luo looked at Ji Chi'an and thought of her old father. His heart was slightly acidic and he made coffee more seriously.
Ji Chian, who was lazily leaning on the sofa, lifted his eyelids slightly, and glanced at Lin Luo. He was a little tired of the secretary. She was a girl who had dropped out of school in the Ivy League. She was not qualified to enter the gate of Jiahe, but Ji The old man and her father are old friends. Seeing that the little girl is not easy to be alone, he arranged for her to come in.
He had only his grandfather as a close person, and he didn't want to disobey him, but she was restless, and she was fine looking for trouble, causing a lot of trouble.
Spoiled and self-righteous, if it weren't because she was the only one, he would never find her.
But when he squinted, he saw the morning sun shine through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the girl Jiao’s delicate face, drawing out a layer of finely fragmented pale golden hairs, and the eyelashes were well-dangling, casting a long curl on the nose. Shadows.
Her hands are very slender, the back of her hands is almost transparent white, with a faint light blue color, the movements on her hands are skillful and elegant, smooth, clean, and calm, just looking at it, inexplicably fade away his busyness One night of irritability and sleepiness.
It doesn't seem to be that annoying.
Lin Luo didn't notice his gaze, and cautiously held the coffee before placing it in front of him: "Mr Ji, please use it."
Ji Chian picked up the cup and took a sip. The taste was unexpectedly rich, and the temperature and bitterness were just right. He couldn't help but look up at her: "The coffee is brewed well today."
"Thank you for the compliment, President Ji." Lin Luo worked hard to burst into a shy smile that he should have after complimenting.
Ji Chian couldn't help but raised his eyebrows when he saw this slightly dogleg smile. What's wrong with this woman? Didn’t you clamor with him a few days ago, "Secretaries are also dignified and sturdy, and not let you rich people call them at will"? Why are you so cute today?
"The last time..." Ji Chian put the cup back on the coffee table, and there was a crisp sound.
Lin Luo immediately took the conversation and said sincerely, "What happened last time was my fault. I have no complaints about punishing me. I hope President Ji will not get angry."
What happened last time was all in the original body.
She wanted to marry Ji Chi'an, but Ji Chi'an didn't look at her directly. Instead, she took good care of the company's newly signed Xiaohuadan Shu Qingqing, so she and Shu Qingqing called her sisters on the surface, and secretly stunned another named Ai Xue. The little star stumbled upon her.
As a result, Ai Xue went overboard and tripped Shu Qingqing on the red carpet in public, causing him to suffer a minor fracture, so Ji Chian ordered her to block her.
He didn’t know that he would accept it when he saw it. Instead, he stopped his car under the company building, filled with righteous indignation: "Ji Chi’an, you are high above, so you can destroy other people’s dreams? Ai Xue just committed a small crime. Wrong, do you have to kill it quickly? She is only eighteen years old."
Righteous words, loud and sound, those who hear it weep, those who see it are sad.
At that time, Ji Chian, who was sitting in the back row of Rolls-Royce looking at the information, did not look up, and only said two words: "Drive."
Jiang Chen hesitated: "But Secretary Lin is still standing in front."
"Don't worry, as long as you start the engine, she runs faster than anyone else."
"......Ok."
So he stepped down on the accelerator, and the original body was panicked. Seeing that the car was about to run over, he had to dodge in a hurry, and then plunged into the fountain in front of the company building.
He was unconscious with a fever and cold, and when he woke up, he became Lin Luo.
Lin Luo who cleaned up her mess.
Without waiting for Ji Chi'an to answer, Lin Luo went on to say: "General Ji is busy at work. As the secretary to the president, I should naturally fulfill all the instructions of the president, share the worries for the president, and should not make trouble. After all, the secretary of the president is The dream of thousands of girls in the entire capital, I have this honor, and I must cherish it."
She was generous, whispering, and said it was true.
Ji Chian raised his eyebrows: "The dream of thousands of girls?"
"Yes."
"why?"
"Because President Ji is good-looking." Lin Luo didn't change her face and her heart didn't beat.
Ji Chian laughed suddenly, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and squinted the long and narrow fox eyes: "Because of this?"
Lin Luo:? ? ?
Shouldn't Gao Lengba's painting style sneer, "Stupid woman, superficial"? What's the matter with this look exactly the same as the cat owner's chin was scratched?
"System prompt: Points +1, current points -9."
...
Oh, stupid man, superficial.
"Of course President Ji is not only good-looking, but also young and promising. At a young age, he sits firmly at the top of the East Asian entertainment industry. He is brilliant and outstanding, and he can learn a lot with Ji." The voice is clear and clear. Flattery, sounds very sincere.
However, Ji Chi'an didn't buy it. He tapped his finger on the table top of the coffee table without a moment. He narrowed his smile and looked straight into her eyes, and said coldly: "These words are not what you should say in front of me, understand? "
Lin Luo shook his heart, did the flattering hit his horse's hoof?
"System prompt, points +1, current points -8"
...
Oh, duplicity man.
"Don't worry, President Ji, I understand." Lin Luo said as he folded his hands on his abdomen, leaned over slightly, and the smile on his face was still a standard professional.
"Well, let's go out." Ji Chian closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to pinch his eyebrows. He seemed very tired. Lin Luo was just about to leave, but he was stopped by him, "Wait."
"Does President Ji have any more instructions?"
"Send this suit to be washed."
"Okay, President Ji."
The carpet was thick and soft, and the thin and long heels staggered and supported the weight of the whole body. Lin Luo leaned forward and stretched out his arms to reach for the coat. He was almost there when suddenly ankle I fell straight down.
I fell on Ji Chian, who closed his eyes and rested on the sofa.
The cold fragrance of gentle men and the strong scent of male hormones rushed forward, making Lin Luo unable to find North.
Ji Chian opened his eyes and looked down at the woman on his lap, with a cold light in his eyes, and said coldly: "I can't get up yet, do you want to die?"
Fuck, President Ba's golden sentence finally came out, she is going to finish it!
Lin Luo yelled badly in her heart. She was in a hurry and got up and climbed halfway. She fell down again with an unstable center of gravity. She knelt on the ground, and this time, her hand followed Ji Chi'an's thigh. Somewhere unspeakable.
Lin Luo:...
Ji Chian:...
Seeing Ji Chi'an's expression terrifyingly cold, Lin Luo felt that she might end up worse than the original body. The desire to survive in panic made her reluctant to say: "Really big."
Ji Chian, who was just about to pick her up and throw it out and fired her:...
"Get out, right away." The voice was so cold that Lin Luo's head would fall to the ground after another delay.
"The system prompts, points +3, current points -5."
Oh, the so-called man.
Hearing the hint of increasing points, Lin Luo felt Ji Chi'an's temperament in his heart, so he calmly adjusted his posture, found a support point, and prepared to get up. Halfway through, the door suddenly opened.
"Mr. Ji, I bought you breakfast...er...um...I'm sorry."