At lunchtime, Sheng Heng's cafeteria was packed.
Before Lin Jiao could pick up her favorite food, she heard Feng Yunjie's excited shout.
"Lin Jiao, look!" She elbowed Lin Jiao's forearm and raised her chin to the right. "The president is here!"
Pei Zhi's appearance was like a stone thrown onto a calm lake, causing a ripple, making all the employees in the cafeteria look over.
They looked at him with admiration and respect.
Lin Jiao met his deep and dark eyes. When he walked over slowly, she called out softly , "President Pei."
Pei Zhi nodded calmly.
He took the plate from Qu Shao and did not talk to her much.
After filling up his plate, he picked a seat on her right.
"President, here's your soup." When Qu Shao brought the bowl over, he glanced at Lin Jiao unintentionally. He wanted to laugh but did not dare to.
Pei Zhi ate slowly. The sun poured down from the window and landed on his exquisite face.
