Today is Su Mumu's first day at work, and someone actually delivers a courier. How can it not be shocking?

What everyone is curious about is which leader of the company has a nepotistic relationship with this newcomer who can make Mr. Lin compromise.

When Su Mumu walked to the front desk, Abby smiled ambiguously at her.

Su Mumu walked out of the company door in confusion. When she saw the person delivering the express, her facial muscles twitched. It was still the man in a black suit from the previous two times. This time, the so-called express package in his hand was actually a lunch box.

The man in a suit thrust the exquisite lunch box into her hand: "Miss Su, this is the lunch ordered by Mr. Yi." [

After saying that, he turned around with a cold face and left without saying a word.

Su Mumu twitched: Queen Mother Jian, do you want to be so pervasive?

Lowering his head, there was a note stuck on the lunch box, and the clear words jumped out in front of his eyes: "Wife, I love you so much..."

Three black lines appeared on Su Mumu's forehead. Do you think you are Aaron Kwok?!

She pulled the note and was about to throw it away when Abby snatched it away with sharp eyes and read in a deliberately elongated voice:

"Wife, I can't stop loving you Mumu, you really have a backing!"

Abby put a hand on her shoulder and winked at her: "Mumu, tell me, who is your backstage? Mr. Lin, Bian Mi, or xxx?"

Su Mumu's eyes twitched. She had no backstage. She was a blind cat who bumped into a dead mouse!!!

Abby obviously didn't want to give up. She poked her shoulder and motioned for her to look at her colleagues who obviously wanted to watch but didn't dare to show off to her:

"Everyone has placed a bet. You announce the answer and we all wait for the coins to circulate!"

==! Su Mumu was completely speechless. She finally understood why these people paid so much attention to her from the first day she came here for an interview. Gambling is really not a good social phenomenon, especially gambling in a company.

Su Mumu grimaced, and walked away from the eyes of everyone looking for answers to the tea room to get ready to eat. Although the bento caused unnecessary trouble, it finally solved her lunch problem. She really didn't expect this on her first day at work.

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But...why is Mao Jianyi so clear?

Just as she was thinking about her phone vibrating in her bag, Su Mumu took it out and saw the three characters "Queen Mother Jian" popping up in front of her eyes.

I picked it up in a very bad mood.

"Honey, are you having lunch?" Jian Jian's smiling voice came through the radio waves, and it sounded unusually pleasant.

Su Mumu bit down on the chicken leg and said vaguely: "Queen Mother Jian, keep a low profile, do you understand?"

Jian Yi was sitting in the back of the office, holding the phone in one hand and moving the mouse skillfully with the other. Her eyes locked on the person on the computer screen and she chuckled:

"I'm already very low-key."[

Su Mumu was indignant. People who drive a Bugatti Veyron on the road are called low-key. People who make subordinates wearing Ceruti work as errands are called low-key. People who hug people and kiss them wildly on the street are called low-key?...

If this is called low-key, well, Su Mumu can only admit that she is behind the times.

She was so helpless that she kept talking and said into the phone:

"Don't ask anyone to bring you food in the future. If your colleagues see something bad, they will misunderstand you."

"What's wrong?" Jian Yi raised his eyebrows and then realized, "Honey, I understand."
Chapter completed!