Mo Feixue took a man's clothes to the cleaning department, which caused an uproar. They were all curious about whose precious clothes were.

"It's the president." Mo Feixue replied calmly.

"Ah... it's the president's clothes." Liu Xiaoqi and the cleaning department employees were so shocked that their chins almost fell off.

Mo Feixue said while ironing his clothes: "I am now the president's assistant. What's wrong with helping him iron his clothes?"

"Ah...you are the president's assistant."

The people from the Quan Cleaning Department were surprised again. As far as they knew, the president's assistant was Assistant Gao, and when was there another assistant? Moreover, Mo Feixue seemed to have graduated from high school, so how could she be qualified to be the president's assistant?

Mo Feixue ironed Leng Qianye's clothes neatly, and he seemed to be in a good mood when he put on the clothes ironed by Mo Feixue.

Mo Feixue turned on the computer, but there was no information on the computer. Then she would study and read it. She opened the drawer and saw that there was nothing inside. She was a little doubtful if she was here to work.

"Brother Ye, do I have any job to do?" She didn't want to be a waste who earned her salary for free, and she was also a person who couldn't live.

Leng Qianye didn't expect Mo Feixue to ask this question. Could she not even be idle?

Originally, Leng Qianye already had Gao Li, the assistant and Secretary Zheng, so he didn't need to add an assistant, but Leng Qianye just wanted to see Mo Feixue every day, so he added another assistant, and this assistant didn't

What kind of job is that, and Mo Feixue's work cannot be done with his assistant's culture.

"Make me a cup of coffee." Leng Qianye thought about it and could only let Mo Feixue make coffee. He knew that if he didn't find anything to let Mo Feixue do it, she would be idle.

"Okay." Mo Feixue finally had something to do, and she went out happily.

Mo Feixue walked to Zheng Yu's desk and asked, "Secretary Zheng, where is the president's coffee?"

"You wait."

Zheng Yu walked to the coffee machine. She opened the cabinet but couldn't find the coffee. Then she suddenly remembered that Leng Qianye's coffee had already finished drinking yesterday and she forgot to buy it.

Zheng Yu became nervous. Leng Qianye asked for speed no matter what. She was hurrying to make a few reports and had no time to go out to buy coffee.

What should I do? The president will definitely be angry if he sees that the coffee has not been brought in.

"Secretary Zheng, why are you so bad? Are you sick?" Mo Feixue rarely sees Zheng Yu have such a look.

"I'm fine, but the president's coffee has been finished."

"I'll buy it." Mo Feixue volunteered to buy coffee. Secretary Zheng had so much work to do to buy coffee, wouldn't it be a waste of talent? Anyway, she has nothing to do now.

Seeing that Mo Feixue took the initiative to buy coffee, Zheng Yu was naturally relieved, "Then you have to hurry up, there is a big supermarket opposite the company."

"Secretary Zheng, don't worry, I will buy it soon."

Before Secretary Zheng could react, Mo Feixue was gone. Her body had almost recovered, so she naturally moved much faster.

Mo Feixue actually became the president's assistant. This big news suddenly exploded in the company, and everyone could only discuss it quietly, because the president just issued an order in the morning. If someone in the company dared to discuss Mo Feixue

Just leave immediately.

"How did you think the president let her be an assistant with an uneducated person, and a person who once framed the company?"

"Did the president really like her, or did she use some means to climb onto the president's bed?"

"Probably not. Monica is a famous star, much more beautiful than her. Look at how she ran out just now, she looks like a woman, and the president won't be so ungrateful."

.........

It was not until Mo Feixue ran past them like a gust of wind that they stopped discussing that they did not want to be the first to leave Qilin Company, so they had to shut up.

Mo Feixue went to the supermarket to pick up coffee for a long time. When he was at Leng Qianye's house, the coffee he drank was all in English. She didn't know which kind of coffee Leng Qianye was drinking. Finally, she saw a kind of coffee.

Discounts, out of the instinct of going to supermarkets to buy discounted products, Mo Feixue actually bought more than 20 bags of coffee.

Brother Ye has to drink coffee every day anyway. It saves more money by buying more at one time and Secretary Zheng always buys him coffee, killing multiple deaths.

"Secretary Zheng, I've bought the coffee." Mo Feixue carried over twenty packs and ran out of breath, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

When Zheng Yu saw the coffee Mo Feixue bought, she was stunned. And she bought so much. As expected, she shouldn't believe that Mo Feixue could do this well. She also blamed herself for not saying that the president usually drinks Lanshan

coffee.

"Mo Feixue, how did you buy quick-brew coffee?"

"I think this coffee is delicious, and it happens to be on sale. I bought it very cheap." Mo Feixue said excitedly, as if she had picked up a treasure. She didn't notice the countless blacks on Zheng Yu's forehead at all.

Wire.

It's over, it's over, I'll just be scolded just now. If she really asked her to send this coffee in, she would definitely be fired. Forget it, just go buy coffee yourself. At worst, I can be scolded.

When Zheng Yu came to his senses, Mo Feixue had already soaked the coffee and brought it into the president's office.

My God!

Zheng Yu hurried forward and hoped to stop Mo Feixue, but when she arrived at the door, Mo Feixue had already entered, so she had to bite the bullet and follow in. The matter was originally her fault, and she would not shirk the responsibility she should bear.

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Since Mo Feixue left, Leng Qianye has looked at the door from time to time. When he looked at it n times, he became a little impatient. Will it take so long to make a coffee?

Mo Feixue came in with coffee and put it on Leng Qianye's table. She felt a little nervous and forced herself to smile, "President, I'm sorry, I've let you wait for a long time."

Leng Qianye was always uncomfortable when he heard her call the president, but he told him in advance that he didn't want to announce Mo Feixue's identity, so he could not expose his relationship with her brother and sister.

"Why have you been there for so long?"

Leng Qianye picked up the coffee and took a sip. What kind of coffee is this? It is not the Blue Mountain Coffee he usually drinks.

Although the coffee was very hard to drink, Leng Qianye still drank all of it because it was made by Mo Feixue himself.

When Zheng Yu came in and saw Leng Qianye drinking the quick-brewed coffee made by Mo Feixue, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide. Moreover, Leng Qianye was not angry after drinking it. She really doubted whether Leng Qianye had lost his sense of taste and could not drink it.
Chapter completed!