Ming Junmo became a little bit curious about Ding Rongrong.

It was Zhou Meimei's opinion to promote Ding Rongrong from the Administrative Secretariat. Zhou Meimei's reason was that President Ming lived and worked in the company and therefore, he needed more than a secretary who knew how to work. On Ding Rongrong's resume, one of her specialties was cooking, so it was most appropriate for her to take care of hisliving.

Actually, Ming Junmo knew that Zhou Meimei was a workaholic. She had no good impression of those coquettish women who were flirting around in the Administrative Secretariat. Only Ding Rongrong looked quiet and plain and did not have any interest in MingJunmo at all.

Zhou Meimei had been MingJunmo's assistant for eight years. She was the only woman who didn’t sleep with him. She always had short, chestnut hair which gave her a neutral look, dressed in a dark neat suit and wearing a business face.

That was why they had guessed that Zhou Meimei was Les, and everyone had concluded that she must be a T.

Ignoring these private matters, Ming Junmo absolutely believed in Zhou Meimei at work. Zhou Meimei must have her reasons for promoting any one of them as the secretary of the president's office. He had always followed Zhou Meimei's advice in this matter.

On her first day to work, Ding Rongrong left a slight impress on him because he heard Ding Rongrong criticize him as a playboy in front of his colleagues, and when he sat down to dinner, she found an excuse and ran away.

He always had an indescribable familiarity with this woman, as if he had seen her somewhere before. However, he had seen too many beautiful faces, and he sometimes had this strange feeling of familiarity, so he did not take it to heart.

What made him curious was Ding Rongrong's attitude towards him.

When faced with him, she would inadvertently show a slight disgust, as if he was some kind of monster and she wished she could stay away from him and not see him.

Being hated by a woman instead of being pleased was an experience that Ming Junmo had never experienced before.

He really wanted to find out why Ding Rongrong hated a handsome and wealthy man like him, who was loved and scrambled by other women.

So when Ding Rongrong was making the toast and fried eggs in the kitchen, Ming Junmo followed up and made his own coffee.

Ding Rongrong didn't know how to make coffee. He already knew it yesterday. He didn't want to drink instant coffee from the coffee maker on the 19th floor anymore, so he had to do it himself.

"Drink some juice instead. A cup of hot juice in the morning cheer you up all day." Ding Rongrong noticed him take out coffee beans from the cupboard and hurriedly made a sincere suggestion.

Ming Junmo held the oak barrel containing coffee beans and looked at the bright smile on Ding Rongrong's face. He thought in his heart, "So her smile could be so sweet…"

A beautiful woman's smile was a destructive weapon, which was never being used easily, but it always worked in one hit.

That morning, after seeing a smile from Ding Rongrong, who was always disdainful of him, Ming Junmo really put the coffee bucket back into the cupboard, changed the habit of drinking coffee in the morning and switched to the juice that Ding Rongrong made.