"You just let go and do it, there will be no accidents." Fang Qing smiled slightly and said confidently.

The two young men and women looked at each other without saying anything, nodded, and then left the office together.

After leaving Fang Qing's office, the two of them walked slowly along the corridor. When they were about to reach the end, Song Yun suddenly slowed down and turned his head to look at Zhang Qian beside him.

"Zhang Qian, why didn't you persuade the chairman just now? She would probably listen to your words on weekdays." Song Yun looked at Zhang Qian beside him, frowned slightly, and spoke with a little reproach.

Zhang Qian also stopped and turned her head over.

At this time, Song Yun discovered that there was a smile on Zhang Qian's face.

"It's time, you can still laugh." Song Yun frowned even deeper, and he said with a angrily look on his face.

Looking at Song Yun with a drooping face, Zhang Qian couldn't help laughing out loud, then shook her head, and gave him a blank look as if she was looking at an idiot.

"You guy, everything is good, you are a little stubborn. On weekdays, you only care about the things on your desk and don't care about the things around you at all. If you know who called the call the chairman just now, you will be the same as me." Zhang Qian smiled and said lightly.

When he said this, Zhang Qian couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Perhaps this life of a person is destined to be destined. At the lowest point of his life, the chairman met that man, which not only brought her out of the trough, but also made her reborn from the fire and created the beautiful and prosperous era today.

Zhuang Lin, this name is not unfamiliar to many people in Quancheng City. As Zhuang Lin’s trip to Yanjing, the mystery of his life experience gradually surfaced. At this time, people realized that this young man with transcendent medical skills was actually the eldest son and grandson of the Yanjing Zhuangjia.

The dealer is an existence that is very far away from ordinary people, but no matter how far it is, whether in the eyes of the powerful or the eyes of ordinary people, it is a century-old family that is high and truly noble.

Perhaps, in the eyes of ordinary people, the Sheng Tianfang family is an unattainable family, but in the eyes of noble families like the banker, they are just ordinary businessmen who have a little money than ordinary people.

The intimate relationship between Zhuang Lin and Fang Qing was already semi-public in the press conference written and directed by Liu Zhengming. After that, Zhuang Lin made several moves several times. To this day, in Quancheng, I am afraid that not many people don’t know the relationship between them.

Now that this strong man has returned, he will naturally stand behind Fang Qing without hesitation, with his support, let alone a few nouveau riche real estate companies, even those wealthy families in Quancheng will have the only fate of retreating.

Even if a strong dragon does not defeat the local snake, the problem is that this dragon is too strong. He can crush the local snake entrenched in the Quancheng City just by just moving his fingers.

"From the chairman's reaction, it must be the person she likes. Is there anything strange about it?" Song Yun was just a workaholic who buried himself in his work. Everything outside had nothing to do with him. Even if he had heard anything, he was afraid he would not keep it in his mind.

Looking at his colleague who was almost helpless, Zhang Qian patted her forehead with a headache, not knowing how to answer him.

"Forget it, you are beyond help. No matter how much you say to you, you may not understand. Anyway, you only need to know that the person who called the chairman just now was the chairman's man. With him, let alone a Shengtian Group, even if ten Shengtian Groups are tied together, they can't make any waves." In the end, Zhang Qian had to explain to Song Yun in the simplest way.

...

"Dongdongdongdong" was just as Fang Qing was waiting anxiously, and the office door was finally knocked.

When she heard the knock on the door, it seemed that her heart was also knocked gently, and she couldn't feel trembling slightly.

After many days of separation, when she met again, she didn't know why, but she became so nervous, as if she was that ignorant young girl, who had dated a boy she liked for the first time.

After taking a deep breath, she took a step, walked quickly to the door, and opened the door.

When the door opened, the familiar face appeared in front of me.

After a brief stare, the big hand slowly poked over and gently touched her cheek. The familiar palms and familiar temperatures, in the gentle touch, her whole mind became dazed, as if she was about to float out.

"Why, don't you want me to go in?" Zhuang Lin spoke, smiling and laughing jokingly.

Fang Qing then realized, quickly moved away from her body and moved out a space.

After her man entered the office, she closed the office door with her backhand. Before she could turn around, her strong arms had already hugged her waist from behind, and her broad chest slowly pressed against her spine.

The warm feeling returned again, and that kind of lasting thought made her wish to occupy that embrace forever and make him alone.

But she understood that this was impossible. This man and this embrace could never belong to her alone, or in other words, to any woman alone.

This man was so outstanding that those equally excellent girls rushed towards his fire like moths. In his life, it was destined to have only one woman.

"Do you miss me?" Zhuang Lin reached out and turned his delicate body in his arms, lowered his head, looked at the familiar face, and asked softly.

Compared to other women, Fang Qing gave him a completely different feeling, like a lover, but also like a lover. These two contradictory feelings may have a direct relationship with their first meeting, but no matter what, he likes this feeling and is even a little obsessed.

Because when you are with this woman, you can vent your heart's content, do everything you want to do, say everything you want to say without worrying about it, she will refuse.

"Yeah, I really want it, I really want it." Fang Qing snuggled in the warm embrace, raised her head, nodded repeatedly, and was as gentle as a little lamb.

"Something big happened, why didn't you call me?" Zhuang Lin gently pinched Fang Qing's nose, then raised his face and asked reproachfully.
Chapter completed!