The delicate face under the sun is crystal soft and decorated with attachment and surprise.

Yu Qin admitted that he was jealous of Fang Wen!

"Stop talking! Fortunately it's just glass, not a fire! Just think of it as a few more days off, just to spend some time with my mother!"

She stood up, patted the dust on her pants, left all her worries behind, and walked straight to the parking lot without even bothering to look back.

Of course, Yu Qin still followed him persistently. "I have nothing to do. Can I accompany you to the hospital?"

"Why don't you go to work? How about just idle around and being a loser all day long?"

"Hey! I have so much money that I can't use it up. What class should I take? Life is only a few decades long. Isn't it just to live a dream life by working hard to make money? What I need now is a lover to travel around the world with me. Xiaoyou, what do you want? Don’t want to go together?”

"When I get older!" She smiled and replied casually: "I can consider it."

"No way? Traveling on crutches?"

Yu Qin laughed and teased her.

...

Today, the whole country is surprisingly quiet. Everyone is extremely cautious in doing things. Even the communication between departments is cautious, for fear that the slightest sound will get into the ears of irritable people and cause unnecessary disaster.

"What's going on today?"

"Hush~ You're looking for death!"

There were roars in the conference room, and occasionally the conference table was slapped. Everyone at the workstation was in danger, and those in the meeting were suffering.

"Everyone get out!"

There was a soft sound and the back door opened. Some people were stroking their chests and rejoicing, while others were drooping their heads as if they had been badly tortured.

"Call Xiao Qian in!"

Secretary Qian Jing first took a breath outside the door and carefully walked in.

Fang Wen sat in the middle of the conference table, glaring coldly at Wang Mingzhi, who was still in his seat.

"Mr. Fang!"

Seeing that Qian Jingxian was empty-handed, Fang Wen turned his head and said nothing.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, it takes time."

"Did I ask you? Get out!" Fang Wen roared.

With no one else around, Wang Mingzhi stood up, closed the door, and looked at the possessed boss with a smile.

"Don't you think you're an eyesore?" Fang Wen scolded.

"It's okay! The performance was a disaster. Are you in a bad mood?"

Wang Mingzhi sat down again, fearlessly committing suicide.

"Watching a show out of boredom!" Fang Wen threw the folder away casually. "Did I let you be too busy?"

Wang Mingzhi ducked aside and picked up the scattered documents like a normal person. "As you said, the show is over, what else are you watching?"

"Wang Mingzhi!"

Watching Fang Wen raise his cell phone, Wang Mingzhi surrendered with both hands.

"Okay, it's just a joke! Why don't we just meet and explain what is going on and just cajole them? Look, it scares them!"

"You are really kidding!" He threw the phone away with disdain but could not hide his anger. "You actually surrounded the restaurant! Have you ever seen such a weird woman? Who do you think you are? I would care. she?"

"Business is so good, why are they surrounded?" Wang Mingzhi asked in confusion.

Fang Wen was stunned for a moment and became angry again. "Who asked you to talk about her? Just for free? If you have anything else, tell me!"

"It's about proofing!" Wang Mingzhi replied leisurely: "The samples from Zhang's side have been sent. After the performance test, the overall test will begin."

"What do you mean? Tell me, do you want me to test it?"

"Boss, I know you are in a bad mood. But don't you think your anger is too deliberate?"

"It hasn't disappeared yet?" Fang Wen was quite impatient.

"Okay, blame me! Tomorrow is the delivery date. Logically speaking, Qichuang's samples should be arriving too. Why is there no movement?"

"Quit if you miss the deadline!"

Wang Mingzhi knew that talking to a crazy person at this time would be useless. He opened the folder, pulled out an A4 piece of paper and shook his head regretfully.

"Oh...you really don't care? It's a waste that I was idle all morning and hacked someone's mailbox to find this resume. It seems I won't need it!"

Fang Wen's hand tapping on the table suddenly stopped, and his knotted brows relaxed. "Get out!"

"Okay! Thank you, boss, throw it away for me. Excuse me!" Wang Mingzhi walked to the door and turned around to add. "Do you know which company your resume is for? I'm really curious about what would happen if someone joined the company. ?”

"Disappear, immediately!" Fang Wen ordered.

...

During lunch, Qian Jing first entered a parking lot, looked around with a file bag in hand, and made sure nothing was abnormal before getting into a white car.

"Miss Zhang!"

Zhang Ruqing took the paper bag and placed it on the steering wheel, motionless like a statue.

"Miss Zhang?"

"Well, there won't be any accidents at Qichuang, right?" Zhang Ruqing asked.

"Don't worry! Failure to deliver the goods is considered a waiver. Qi Bin not only lost the bid, but also became a fake person who only talked without practicing. From now on, in Mr. Fang's office, the word Qichuang will automatically be blacklisted."

"Doing well!" She nodded slightly. "How is he?"

"I'm not in a good mood! I went out before I came out, but I definitely wasn't looking for her!" Qian Jingxian replied firmly. "But Miss Zhang, this Miss Mao is a bit unusual!"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"She has submitted her resume to QuanVietnam four times, and she is still applying for an assistant general manager position that has no vacancies, so the HR department has not sent out an interview invitation."

Her clear nails squeaked as they scratched the kraft paper. Her large sunglasses covered half of her face, and it was hard to tell what her expression was at this moment.

"You will do anything to catch a rich husband, you are a scheming bitch!" Her words came out from between her teeth.

"Don't worry too much! When Mr. Fang finds out, he will naturally have the same answer as Miss Zhang!"

"Give me his itinerary!"

"Mr. Fang is going to attend a banquet tonight, doesn't Miss Zhang want to show off her beauty?"

Qian Jing took out the invitation from his suit pocket in a flattering manner, but did not hand it over immediately, playing with it alternately with both hands.

The smart Zhang Ruqing understood what he meant and took off his sunglasses, revealing a tired face that had not slept all night. "The account will be here in ten minutes!"

"How embarrassing is this!"
Chapter completed!