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Chapter 234 Mr. Pei reacts as soon as he touches me. What else could this be but an allergic reactio

The employee who came over was Xiao Liu from the finance department. She was very perceptive and placed the tray between the two of them.

"President Yan, President Pei, this is freshly made red bean milk tea, piping hot, perfect for winter, and it can also replenish your qi and blood."

Xiao Liu smiled and placed the milk tea over Yan Zhuoyu's side, then pointed to the delicate pastries on the tray: "And these low-sugar pastries are a perfect match for milk tea."

"Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

Xiao Liu quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "You're welcome, President Yan, it's what I should do."

Yan Zhuoyu reached out and touched the ceramic cup, and a sweet, milky aroma wafted out.

It felt great, it's a pity she can't drink it.

Pei Weijin moved the milk tea to his own table: "You're allergic to red beans, so you can't drink it. I've already asked Meng Yuting to make orange juice, it'll be delivered in a bit. You can eat these pastries first."

Xiao Liu had already turned to leave, but upon hearing this, he turned back and quickly said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I didn't know you were allergic to red beans."

"It's okay, the movie is almost at its climax, go back and continue watching, don't miss it."

Xiao Liu responded and quickly left.

As soon as she turned around, her reserved smile turned into a wild laugh. She quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket, opened the department's small group chat, and started typing frantically.

[Sisters, I'm totally shipping them! I've always said that Sister Yan and President Pei's relationship is special, and it turns out they really are husband and wife! She's so beautiful and has such a great temper. I didn't know she was allergic to red beans, so I brought her a red bean milk tea, and President Pei immediately replaced it with another one. So thoughtful!]

The manager sent a slumped-over emoji: [Waaah, my goddess, now that's it! She can't compare to President Pei in looks, she can't compare in work ability, and now she can't even compare in love. My life is bleak, I don't want to work anymore.]

Xiao Wang replied with a grin: "Then you should quit your job and let me be the manager."

Xiao Liu remarked with emotion: "President Yan and President Pei are both incredibly kind people. If it were my previous boss, he probably would have thrown the milk tea away in front of me and scolded me to show his concern for his wife."

Xiao Zhang: [While you're all looking for sweets, I'm thinking about switching jobs to Boss Yan's company. I heard the benefits are great, and the female employee ratio is as high as 90%—it sounds amazing!]

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After the orange juice was delivered, Yan Zhuoyu ate a small piece of cake with the drink.

The cake seems to have used monk fruit as a sweetener; it's moderately sweet and tastes quite good.

Recalling their previous conversation, Yan Zhuoyu suddenly realized that she didn't know what Pei Weijin was allergic to, and she didn't seem to have seen it before.

There was no need for her to guess indirectly, so she asked directly, "Honey, are you allergic to anything? I don't think I know. Tell me so I can remember and avoid it in the future."

Pei Weijin handed her a wet wipe to clean her hands: "Yes, there are, but you don't need to remember them. It's unlikely you'll encounter them normally."

"Tell me if you don't meet him."

Pei Weijin replied, "When I was a child, my mother took me to the hospital for an allergy test, and the results showed that I was allergic to ostrich feathers, but I had no other allergies."

"Oh, I see. Actually, I also know that you are allergic to something else."

Pei Weijin turned his head to look at her: "What?"

"its me."

Yan Zhuoyu smiled sweetly, lowered her voice, and gestured for him to come closer: "President Pei reacts as soon as he touches me. What else could this be but an allergy?"

The movie on stage was nearing its end, and everyone was intently waiting for the end credits to finish so they could see the post-credits scene.

Meanwhile, the two were flirting in front of everyone in the audience.

Pei Weijin remained silent and took out a macadamia nut from the small wooden plate.

His fingers were slender and flexible. He held the fruit opener and precisely found the gap. With a gentle pry, the snow-white and sweet flesh was peeled out.

Yan Zhuoyu looked at his reddened ears and couldn't help but laugh. She pretended not to know and continued to watch the movie attentively.

Using alternate accounts to lurk in fan groups does have some advantages, these are quotes she learned from her fans.

What do you mean, "a sister's waist isn't a waist"? It's like the spring waters of the Seine...

The movie's end credits song finally finished playing. Yan Zhuoyu had seen it once before, so she knew there were no post-credits scenes.

But at that moment, a large, cold, white hand reached out in front of her, with several plump macadamia nuts lying in its palm.

"Yes, I'm having an allergic reaction now."

Yan Zhuoyu rubbed her ears in confusion and turned to look under the table.

The movie didn't have any post-credits scenes, but Pei Weijin gave her one that was exclusive to her.

The people sitting in the second row, about a meter away from the first row, looked at the ears of the two leaders with puzzlement, wondering why they had suddenly turned red.

Is it hot in the venue?

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After the movie ended, it was time for the lucky draw, and almost everyone present received a number.

The host, Xiao Zhang, holding the microphone, turned his gaze to Yan Zhuoyu and politely asked, "President Yan, would you like to try your luck and draw a prize?"

"it is good."

Yan Zhuoyu went on stage and took out a blue card from the raffle box.

The number is 78.

After she stepped off the stage, Xiao Zhang began to scroll through the lottery results on the big screen, revealing the winners one by one, starting with the third prize.

Yan Zhuoyu touched the card in Pei Weijin's hand, feeling that hers felt a little different.

She looked up at the big screen.

The winning numbers for the first prize are being drawn now.

The numbers in the four squares scrolled rapidly, and the first two numbers slowly stopped, which were 00.

The third number quickly appeared as well: 7.

Yan Zhuoyu seemed to understand something and gave a helpless laugh.

Sure enough, the four digits were revealed, and the winning number was exactly 78, which she had just drawn.

Xiao Zhang was very good at handling things. He asked loudly, "Is the friend who drew number 78 here? The first prize is a travel ticket worth 100,000 yuan! You can take your family on a trip. If you don't have time, you can exchange it for cash!"

Yan Zhuoyu unfolded the card in her hand and looked at Pei Weijin with a half-smile: "You arranged this?"

Pei Weijin shook his head: "No."

Yan Zhuoyu raised an eyebrow; that was arranged by the host.

They're quite good at understanding people's thoughts.

Yan Zhuoyu walked onto the stage with the card in her hand, but she didn't actually intend to accept the first prize.

One hundred thousand yuan may be a small amount for her, but if someone really needs this money to do something more important, she can't let someone else be delayed because of underhanded dealings.

Moreover, this was originally a benefit prepared for employees, so it wouldn't be appropriate for her to take it.

Yan Zhuoyu put the card back into the raffle box and gestured for the host to give her a microphone.

"Being able to gather here with everyone today is already the most precious first prize in my heart. As for the prize itself, I think it should be reserved for those who need it more."

"We'll draw another number in a bit to determine the winner of the first prize. In addition, I'll set up ten extra grand prize slots so everyone can draw again. Consider it my way of sending you all New Year's greetings in advance."

The host was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and began to arrange a new lottery process.

The cheers from the audience were noticeably louder than before.

One hundred thousand yuan, that's no small sum!

After the lucky draw, Yan Zhuoyu did not stay at the venue to watch. She had originally told Pei Weijin that she wanted to attend the annual meeting, but her real intention was not to attend the lucky draw.

They say the most handsome men are those who work hard. She came to check up on him, and also to see the uniform fetish, and to continue the activities she hadn't been able to do before.

Top floor office.

As soon as Yan Zhuoyu entered the room, she leaned softly into Pei Weijin's arms.

While pretending to be drunk, she reached into the man's suit and groped around: "Honey, I feel so dizzy and hot. Have I had too much to drink?"

This is what the person who drank two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice said.

Pei Weijin helped Yan Zhuoyu up. The two stayed together without drinking a drop of alcohol. He knew she wasn't drunk, but he still let her push him to sit in the office chair.

Yan Zhuoyu then straddled him quite naturally.

She haphazardly untied her burgundy tie and tossed it carelessly onto the cold desk.

Several blurry maple leaf-red lip prints were quickly left on the white shirt.