The seventh day of the Lunar New Year is the first day of work.

After Duan Fei checked in, she went to the exhibition hall with her colleagues.

During the Spring Festival, there were still some tourists coming to see the exhibition. Today was a working day and there were almost no tourists. She was happy and relaxed, hanging her work badge, looking around the exhibition hall and occasionally answering the tourists' questions.

In the afternoon, suddenly the mobile phone rang.

Zhang Xiaojia called her and said, "Duan Fei, I have your flowers delivered, and you have to sign for them in person. Come over quickly."

"……good."

Duan Fei hurriedly returned to the office. At the door, the courier boy was waiting there holding a large bouquet of roses.

Today there are white roses, and there are 66 of them, and the fragrance is amazing.

She hurriedly signed, and then quickly took out the card from the bouquet and put it into her pocket.

Zhang Xiaojia is still asking, "Wow, this is so beautiful! Who gave it to me? Why isn't the card signed?"

Duan Fei said, "A friend."

But we can't let her see the card...

Zhang Xiaojia looked gossipy, "Who is it? He's not chasing you, right?"

Duan Fei smiled, "I'll go in first."

When I entered the office, the bouquet was so big that it seemed like it would fall off the desk. Colleagues on the left and right came over to talk to each other.

"so beautiful!"

"Duan Fei, did your boyfriend give it to you?"

"What day is it today?"

Duan Fei smiled and ran out.

She is just an intern and has always kept a low profile in the office. Now because of someone, she suddenly became the center of attention...

As soon as I got downstairs, my cell phone rang.

Of course it was Rong Moyou calling.

"Hello."

"Have you received the flowers?"

Duan Fei said "hmm" and took out the card from his pocket.

[Spring Festival, nobility and wisdom, I am enough to match you - Rong Moyou]

Well……

"Today is Snow Mountain Rose, do you like it?"

Duan Fei couldn't help it anymore, "I'm at work, why did you send flowers to work?"

"What's wrong?" Rong Mo asked helplessly, "If I don't send it to my employer, how can I sign for it when I send it to your home?"

"You don't need to send any more." Duan Fei said simply, "You sent too many flowers. I don't have room to put them at home. And..."

Rong Mo asked carelessly, "And what?"

Duan Fei said, "Did you write those words?"

"What words?"

"There is a card in the bouquet with some messages written on it."

"..."

Rong Mo was quiet for a moment, and then said, "Yes."

It really is?

Duan Fei was at a loss, "It's too disgusting."

"How gross? Read it to me."

"I can't read it."

The man let out a low laugh, "Okay, you go to work, I won't disturb you."

"oh."

The phone was hung up.

Duan Fei was a little puzzled.

Didn't you have a dinner date with her today?

Hang up the phone so quickly?

All right.

Sure enough, men just don't have the patience.

Duan Fei shook her head and turned back to the office.

And the other end.

Rong Moyou immediately asked the assistant, "Did you write the message on the card sending flowers?"

"I didn't." Cheng Fang hurriedly denied, "Third Master, didn't you say that a signature is enough? That's what I told the flower shop."

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes carelessly, "May I ask what is written on it."

"OK."

The answer came out in less than five minutes, three bouquets of flowers in three days, the words on the card were all roses, and signed by Rong Moyou on the back.

In the well-heated office, Cheng Fang was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, "Third Master, I really didn't know that a flower shop would take the initiative to leave messages for customers. Isn't Miss Duan very angry?"

Rong Mo looked at the three cards on his phone carelessly, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "No wonder she is so shy."

Cheng Fang: "..."

Miss Duan, can you not be shy?

He is quite old, but when he saw those disgusting messages, he couldn't help but blush!

**

Duan Fei returned to the exhibition hall and continued to stand guard.

I thought I should spend this day like this, but an hour later, there was a sudden noise from the front.

The colleague who was with her immediately said, "It's already half past four, why are there still tourists here?"

5 pm is the off-duty time. If there are no tourists, you can close the museum and leave early.

When a familiar figure came into view, Duan Fei was stunned for a moment.

It's actually Rong Moyou?

And he is not alone, there are several people following him...

Without exception, they are all leaders of the cultural center.

Colleagues began to whisper again, "Why are the leaders here?"

Although he complained, he held his head high and smiled in an instant.

Duan Fei also immediately stood upright.

Minister Hou nodded and bowed all the way, and when he arrived, he subconsciously shouted, "Duan Fei, come here quickly."

Colleagues looked at her curiously.

Duan Fei could only bravely walk forward.

Rong Moyou was wearing a three-piece dark pinstriped suit and elegant glasses today. He was followed by Cheng Fang, holding his coat in his hand.

The man has a smile on his face and is personable, elegant and noble.

"Mr. Rong." Minister Hou said with a smile, "Duan Fei has been doing an outstanding job in our department recently. She has been helping to build and plan this exhibition hall..."

Rong Mo said carelessly, "Director Hou, this child Feifei is quite introverted, so I need you to take more care of her."

Feifei?

Duan Fei blinked his eyes and lowered his head.

Minister Hou naturally spared no effort in praising her, "Mr. Rong, rest assured that Duan Fei not only does a good job, but her painting has also entered the semi-finals of the Feitian Cup. This resume is a plus."

He knew the relationship between Duan Fei and Rong Moyou.

He wouldn't dare to neglect Rong Monuo even if he was just a junior.

"Minister Hou took the trouble." Rong Molan finished, "But since Duan Fei is here, just ask her to take me to see it."

"Okay, okay." Minister Hou was very discerning, "Then let's go down first, so as not to disturb Mr. Rong's viewing of the exhibition."

Rong Mo nodded carelessly: "Thank you."
To be continued...