A kind of interest we don't understand?

The man was wearing a sky-blue uniform. He was so tall and handsome that she couldn't move her eyes away. When he came closer, he was even more handsome.

His sharp gaze was slightly suppressed by the brim of his hat, and because he was wearing a suit, he looked more restrained and solemn. He Jiao had never seen a man who suited a suit better than Shen Zhaozheng.

He had wheat-colored skin, well-defined lines, deep eyes, and a tall figure. This man was the dream of all the female employees.

"Chief, Dr. He is here to report to you," the confidential secretary said softly.

that's enough, "Shen Zhaozheng said calmly. you can handle it. I have to go to the base tower. I still have things to deal with.

After that, he entered the office expressionlessly.

He Jiao's expression was a little embarrassed. Shen Zhaozheng didn't give her any face at all. He was simply as cold as ice to her.