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angry emotion

"Sister Zhang, can I ask for leave?" Although Ling Chuchu was embarrassed, her underwear was dirty and she had not changed it for work, which made her very uncomfortable.

"This... during the meeting later, if you don't understand something, you have to explain it, so it's best to wait for the meeting to be finished!" Sister Zhang was a little embarrassed, knowing that she worked hard all night, but her work could not be delayed.

"Okay, I understand!" Although Ling Chuchu was uncomfortable, she could only bear it for a while. She sat back on the chair, feeling like she was feeling uncomfortable and restless.

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"Chuchu, the manager asked you to go to the conference room immediately. You will be responsible for today's data explanation!" Sister Zhang hurried into the office and said to her nervously.

She didn't expect that the president would come to the marketing department to attend the meeting today. In the past, the president would not attend such small meetings, so there would be no mistakes today!

"Oh, okay!" Ling Chuchu stood up with a hard temper. She felt a little sticky and wet under her body. Coupled with the pain in her waist, she suffered a lot and her face turned pale.

However, now she has no time to worry so much. She took the report handed to her by Sister Zhang and rushed to the conference room.

She walked to the door of the conference room, knocked on the door gently, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as Ling Chuchu entered the door, a cold gaze shot towards her. She raised her head suddenly and saw Feng Xijue sitting at the end of the conference room. The bright sunlight outside the window shone in, blurring his tall figure a little, but it could not ease the cold breath on his body at all.

Feng Xijue's eyes were staring at her clothes. In addition to being cold, there seemed to be a hint of anger in his eyes!

Ling Chuchu felt his gaze, and a scene from last night flashed unconsciously in her mind. Her face turned from white to red, and her head was a little dizzy. She quickly pinched herself, so she did not let herself faint or make any inappropriate moves.

As she came in, everyone in the conference room looked at her alone, so Feng Xijue's eyes staring at her did not seem abrupt. Ling Chuchu secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She lowered her head, deliberately ignored his gaze, and walked forward quickly. However, she had only taken two steps before she heard a "pop" sound, the sound of a pen falling on the table.

"Today's meeting is over, everyone will go out!" Feng Xijue gave a cold order, his brows slightly frowned, as if his breathing was slightly unsmooth, and his eyes were still staring at Ling Chuchu, as if he was enduring a certain kind of anger.
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