Xing Zhiheng sat in the office. He was very busy these two days. While thinking about the shooting plan of the advertisement, he was also confused about the people who gave Li Yue's documents.

This was the first advertising plan he made for Nan Fengqi. Even Gong Yue had never read the file. The computer was locked by him. Who could open the computer, copy the file, and then pass the file to Sun Yue?

There were not many people in the company, and the man, Xing Zhiheng thought about it for a while, then shook his head. The employees here were all talents he recruited from universities, and some veterans who had worked hard with him from Liucheng. It was not good for them to hurt the times.

The remaining Gong Yue, Xing Zhiheng laughed, how could a brother who has been in so many years be possible!

Three days passed quickly. Although Xing Zhiheng was worried about the company's inner-minded, his advertising plan was still very good.

Looking at the documents handed over to him by Xing Zhiheng, Nan Fengqi nodded with satisfaction again.

After signing the contract, Xing Zhiheng put the contract documents into his bag, "Do you want to have a drink after work?"

Nan Fengqi looked at Xing Zhiheng in front of her and said lightly: "If you don't go, Congcong made an appointment to go to Zhou Lin's house for dinner tonight, and he has no time."

"So that's the case. Zhou Lin also made an appointment with me. He wanted to refuse and then go on a separate date with President Nan. Now I'll forget it now. I'll pick you up after get off work."

After holding the briefcase, he smiled slightly at Nan Fengqi, and before she could answer, he turned around and left restart.

Leaving Nan Fengqi in his original position, pouting, he was a little unwilling to accept it.

Since giving Xing Zhiheng the opportunity to be friends, this guy seems to have pestered himself whenever he has time.

He could see him when he got up in the morning and had morning exercises. After get off work, he used the excuse of knowing more about restart to make a better copy. He pulled Nan Fengqi to the Western, Chinese and Tea restaurants and ate them all.

Nan Fengqi thought that if the times were closer to restart, would they meet Xing Zhiheng when they went to the toilet?

But soon after, her frown brow disappeared, her lips raised, making a smile that she could not even imagine.

...

As soon as I left the restart in the afternoon, I saw Xing Zhiheng standing downstairs in the company, leaning against the side of the car. When he saw Nan Fengqi coming, he quickly opened the car door and made an invitation.

Zhou Lin had just returned from filming from Hawaii and was so tired that she lay on the sand when she got home with Lin Congcong.

After not seeing Nan Fengqi for a long time, Lin Congcong missed her very much, so he called her to come over for dinner in the evening and taught her how to make some delicious dishes.

Although Lin Congcong is a talented woman, this talented woman is exactly the same as Nan Fengqi and knows nothing about cooking.

As for Nan Fengqi, when it comes to design, then...hehe, no.

Lin Congcong had prepared the ingredients long ago and was waiting for Nan Fengqi to come to cook. It was seen that Nan Fengqi brought Xing Zhiheng with her, and she suddenly felt very unhappy.

While making the dishes, Lin Congcong stared at Nan Fengqi fiercely: "Nan Fengqi, tell me, is your head clamped by the door? I don't know who Xing Zhiheng is. Do you still know? Why are you getting involved with him again?"

Nan Fengqi was fiddling with the radish in her hand. At this moment, she was about to carve the radish into a flower. "Congcong, if I still love him, I will not be friends with him anymore. It is because I don't love him anymore, and even if I get along, I will have nothing to do with him. In the future, I will be responsible for the advertising case of restart this time, and I will inevitably have more contacts."

Lin Congcong put down what he was in his hand: "Really?"

Nan Fengqi nodded: "Really, the Nan Fengqi who loves Xing Zhiheng died four years ago. He died with the baby. He changed. No matter whether he becomes good or bad, he is him. Nan Fengqi will never come back."

Lin Congcong sighed: "Qiqi, remember yours, don't let him hurt you again."

Xing Zhiheng was about to come over to see how Nan Fengqi cooked, but when he heard the conversation between the two. Standing behind the kitchen door, he couldn't calm down for a long time: "Qiqi, do you really not love me anymore?"
Chapter completed!