Fiona had a cold sweat on her forehead. "OK, I see. I'll go outside to prepare ice for you to apply, and then I'll call president Li."
With that, she rushed out of the young master's office.
As soon as she got out of the office, Alice's legs were so soft that she almost knelt down. Fiona held her: "what's the matter with you, this dead girl? As soon as you were brought up, you were in trouble. "
Alice cried: "Mr. Fu himself reached out and bumped into the coffee cup."
"Tut, that's because you didn't do a good job. What are you doing so close to him? I don't want to say much. I'll go back to the personnel department later. When I have the opportunity to do personnel transfer, I'll call Li Yuan. "
Alice didn't dare to cry, so she went to the tea room to prepare ice. Sister Fiona said that being with you was like being with a tiger.
In the long run, you will be bald under such pressure!
High salary, high risk.
Li Fang came in a hurry with his medicine box. He saw a big red on the back of his right hand. It looked strange and distressing. He quickly took out the scalded plaster and applied it to him
"Is it a bad time recently? Why do you always get hurt Li Fang pretended to be joking.
Fu Nanli was gloomy and handsome. He didn't speak. He didn't know what he was thinking. Li Fang said again, "the people at the bottom are too careless."
Fu Nanli came back to himself: "how many days will this swelling disappear?"
"Two or three days. Why don't you want Xiaowen to know?"
"Forget it, forget it. It's really not going well recently," Fu said
"Do you want to burn incense?"
Fu Nanli sneered: "do you still believe this?"
Li Fang shrugged: "I heard that you found your Joe by this."
Fu Nanli lit a cigarette: "it's just a fluke. Can I engage in feudal superstition as soon as something happens?"
Li Fang grinned, took the medicine, and wrapped a thin layer of gauze outside: "what happened?"
Fu Nanli slightly picked an eyebrow: "nothing."
Li Fang didn't ask, but said, "I'll give you this ointment. Rub it twice a day. Try not to touch your scalded hands these two days. Fortunately, the temperature of the coffee is not too high. It's not too hot. It doesn't blister. Otherwise, it would be troublesome."
"I see."
When Li Fang left, Fu Nanli called Wenqiao, saying that he had gone on a business trip and would come back in two or three days.
Wenqiao is standing at the front desk of Zhonghuan building, covering his mobile phone. He is polite and says to the front desk lady, "are you always upstairs?"
The receptionist replied, "yes."
Wenjo: can I go up to him
Front desk: "sure, I'll show you up."
Last time, the eldest young master took the girl's hand into the building. Who didn't know that this was a little ancestor, and he had to give up.
As Wenqiao got into the elevator, he was chatting with him: "are you on a business trip? Where did you go on business? "
"Nanbin island."
Wenjo: ah, Nanbin Island, when did you leave
"This afternoon."
The elevator had reached the 58th floor and wenjo went outside his office.
The semi open Secretariat outside the deputy general manager's office was gloomy and the air pressure was very low. Because the eldest son was not happy, they all carried it in their hearts. When they saw Wen Qiaolai, they all showed a smile. Only this sister could make the young master's mood change from sunny to cloudy.
She knocked on the door, and then put her head in, "is Mr. Fu on a business trip?"
Fu Nanli pinched the phone and put his scalded hand behind his back.
"Why did you come?"