Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Secretary Ke pushed his glasses with a serious look. “Now it’s not easy to serve as secretaries in these multinational companies. The workload is so heavy, so there are more and more male secretaries. We have both male and female secretaries. The work requiring greater care is left to female secretaries, and the male secretaries will take care of that requiring better physical strength or travel and drinking. The division of labor is very clear.”

Ji Nuan smiled.

In fact, she was not surprised at the existence of male secretaries. She certainly knew that there were a lot of male secretaries now and that both men and women could do this job. Sometimes, men could do more than women, and the workload was also larger.

She was surprised that this position had been vacant for so long, and in the end, he hired a male secretary.

She used to worry that he would find a beautiful secretary, but in the end he…

“Mrs. Mo, are you here to see CEO Mo? He is in his office. You can just go over,” Secretary Ke said while pouring water in the water heater room.

“I’m not in a hurry. Why are you still here?”

“CEO Mo talked about some projects with Shine last night. After all, there is a time difference between China and America. He had been busy all night and had no rest during the day. Now he is still having a meeting with our partners in the United States. I’m afraid he can’t keep it up, so I want to make a cup of coffee for him.” Secretary Ke looked around as he spoke. “But I can’t find any good coffee.”

Ji Nuan looked at the glass in his hand and smiled. “Don’t you know your CEO Mo rarely drinks coffee?”

“Really? He has been drinking coffee a lot lately. He didn’t sleep much at night, and when he was busy, he drank coffee all the time. Sometimes I’m afraid it will damage his health. The bag of coffee that Mr. Shen had bought for him had been drunk up, and now the coffee in the water heater room was other secretaries’, not his. I don’t know if he can get used to the coffee.”

The smile on Ji Nuan’s face faded. “He has been drinking coffee a lot lately?”

Secretary Ke nodded and finally found that imported coffee. He picked it up and looked inside. “As I thought, it is empty.”

He handed Ji Nuan the bag. “This bag of coffee is two months’ amount, but CEO Mo drank it up in less than a month.”

Ji Nuan glanced at the bag and remained silent. Then she took the bag and said, “If you don’t have anything else to do, you get off work, and I’ll take care of the coffee.”

Knowing she was Mrs. Mo, Secretary Ke didn’t ask much. “In that case, thank you, Mrs. Mo. I’ll go back to my office to handle my work. CEO Mo’s workload has been very heavy recently. If possible, please advise him not to work day and night regardless of his health. No matter how young and healthy he is, he cannot treat his body like this.”

“I understand.”

Secretary Ke left, and Ji Nuan stood still in front of the water heater room. Then she threw the coffee bag away and turned back into the elevator.

She went downstairs to a porridge shop to buy a bowl of red date and glutinous rice porridge. When she got to the top floor, she found Secretary Ke hadn’t left. She handed him the porridge. “Give this to him.”

Secretary Ke immediately smelled the fragrance of the porridge wafted out. His eyes lit up and he looked at Ji Nuan. “This red date and glutinous rice porridge are good for the stomach. Aren’t you going in? You’re here to see CEO Mo, aren’t you?”

“I don’t want to disturb him. Don’t tell him I bought this porridge.” Ji Nuan smiled at him, calm and casual.

Although Secretary Ke was dutiful, he didn’t know much about the relationship between Mo Jingshen and Ji Nuan like Shen Mu. Hearing her words, he didn’t think much, nodded, and turned to walk toward the President’s office.

Five minutes later, Secretary Ke came out, with the bowl of porridge untouched.

Ji Nuan was about to go, but for some reason, she still stayed in the corridor. She looked back, only to see Secretary Ke coming out with that porridge.

“Mrs. Mo, why don’t you send this in?” Secretary Ke held the bowl in one hand and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose with the other, saying frustratingly, “I asked CEO Mo to eat some porridge, but he just ignored me and told me to take out the porridge and dump it…”

Ji Nuan narrowed her eyes. “Did you tell him I bought the porridge?”

“…How do you know?” Secretary Ke coughed and looked embarrassed.

Ji Nuan resisted the impulse to roll her eyes. “Why did you tell him that?”

“I was worried he may not drink it. I thought if he knew it was you who bought the porridge, he would be moved and drink some of it. I didn’t expect him to tell me to dump it,” Secretary Ke said aggrievedly.

Seeing Ji Nuan remain silent, Secretary Ke pushed the porridge towards her. “Why don’t you have a try?”

It was pointless. If she went in, it was probably not just the porridge being thrown away.

Not noticing her look, Secretary Ke put the porridge into her hand and pointed to the direction of the secretary’s office. “I was sorting out the contracts just now, and there are still some parts that have not been sorted out. I will leave the porridge matter to you, Mrs. Mo. I have to go.”

With that, Secretary Ke slipped back into his office.

Ji Nuan stood outside the door of the President’s office, looking at the bowl of porridge in her hands facing the fate of being thrown out at any moment, and fell into a dilemma: “…”

If she didn’t send the porridge in, it would become cold and be wasted.

After a moment’s hesitation, she raised her hand and knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

She pushed the door open and went in, shuddering as she entered. Although the outdoor temperature was above 30 degrees, the air conditioner in this office was running too cold.

She went in, glanced at the 18 degrees shown on the air conditioner, then at the man behind the desk, and turned around looking for the remote control.

The air conditioner in his office was not central, but split. She found the remote control and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner. Then she turned her eyes and stared at the man who was watching her silently.

The temperature in the office was gradually rising and was neither too hot nor too cold.

She was still wearing the white T-shirt and jeans she usually wore these days. Her hair was pulled back in a loose bun, and she wore no makeup. Her look was as warm and calm as ever, her eyes dark and bright, her skin white.

She didn’t like wearing makeup because she was a beautiful girl, even without makeup. She had not been so humble and cautious to him now as she had been some days before. With no smile on her face, she held the porridge bowl in her hand and went to put it on his desk.

“Either eat it all or pour it out yourself.” She gave him a stare; her tone was calm and gentle, but very firm.