Chapter 242

Rao thought it would be such a test result long ago, but in the end, the radian raised by the corner of my mouth didn't really go anywhere.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Langjun looked down at me.

The voice was light and dumb, with a little upward radian, and the deep eyes were looking at me.

It seems that what I just guessed is just speculation.

It seems that his frown and attention just now are just my illusion.

"Nothing."

I looked up and smiled at him.

The arc of the corner of the mouth is much more curved than just now.

I'm laughing at myself. I like to think nonsense when I'm free.

Like this, even if there is someone around him, what can I do and what does it have to do with me?

From the beginning, my purpose was very clear, but for a long time, I couldn't tell whether it was true or false, and even myself. People, there will always be a little greedy.

Besides, what does it have to do with me if Miss Wen is present?

I didn't show any difference, he didn't say anything, just a little cold fingers, habitually bent, against my forehead.

When Rao smiled, it was inexplicably like a faint coolness and alienation. This was not intentional, but more like a deep habit in his bones.

The Qin family is more formal than I thought.

It's totally different from the Qilan company I worked for before.

Its blue company is just a small-scale company established at will. Compared with the small private companies that have grown geometrically in recent years, they are actually almost the same.

The constraints and benefits of employees will not be more formal than Qin's.

Before I went out, he still put his hand on my shoulder, gently squeezed it a few times, bent over and said, "I'm looking forward to your performance. Don't let me down."

His eyes were deep, as if the whole ocean had fallen into his eyes, and it was like immersed in the dark night, which was more attractive than the invisible vortex.

When you focus on a person, it's easy for that person to fall into a trance.

Rao is that I usually face him all day. Rao is looking at these eyes all day. When he is looked at so seriously, the deepest part of his heart still shivers.

"OK."

Just for a moment, I was stunned and relaxed. When I recovered, I raised my chin again and showed the most arrogant smile to him, "if I bully others, President Qin will protect me."

When he turned to open the door and went out, Qin Langjun leaned against the wall and came to a new phone.

I was not in the mood to continue listening, but when I turned around, the most publicized and brilliant smile originally raised by the corners of my mouth was also slightly restrained.

The staff outside, however, have lost a lot of sight of exploration on me, but few are really looking for trouble.

After all, everyone has a lot of work. Unless it involves interests, otherwise, no one will be idle and waste their time doing such meaningless provocation.

The people here are much smarter than the employees they recruited at the beginning.

Before it was time to get off work, a bunch of more than ninety-nine roses came on the table.

Warm and brilliant in full bloom.

There are water drops on each flower, shaky.

There was no signature on the card, just a sentence——

I'm very satisfied with what you did today. I hope we can get along more happily in the future.

There is no suspense. Even if there is no card, I basically know who did it.

Across the card, just looking at the top is enough to read the gnashing of teeth.

I'm afraid an Xun hates me enough.

Originally, I just wanted to completely eliminate his interest, but I didn't expect that in the end, it would become such a strange situation.

When the roses on my desk weren't handled.

Qin Langjun came out of the office. I don't know if he looked at me. His slight side head was originally cold and meaningful. It was more like a layer of light alienation.

He was wearing a custom suit and a suit jacket on his arm. There was no expression on his face, but he had an unspeakable charm.

His eyes seemed to pause on my side for a few times. His thin lips were still habitually pursed into a line. He left without stopping long.

When he left, there was a whisper in the office.

Those excited and repressed voices almost all came from female employees, just discussing the boss at the head.

"Hey, speaking of it, our boss hasn't heard any gossip for so many years, and I don't know who can be so lucky to get on the bus in the end, but he looks so cold that he doesn't even have a woman."

These conversations are all in my ears.

I only hung my eyes and quietly cleaned up the things on the table. When I heard these words more and more off track, I just bent my eyebrows, but didn't agree.

If I really talk about it, I can say that I know him better than anyone, but I don't really know him.

"Tang Zhi, I hear you have a good relationship with President Qin, don't you?"

There was a man with a bud head around him. He was excited because of gossip just now. His red face hadn't dissipated the heat. He looked at me eagerly, "but what's your relationship with the president? Are you a relative?"

A series of problems are thrown over, but it doesn't take much effort to deal with them.

In front of the girl, she hasn't faded from her green eyes. Her eyes are still very clean. She doesn't have so many bad thoughts. Rao asked such questions, but she was encouraged by the people around her.

I only picked out a few questions and answered them. After leading to other topics, the girl turned her attention excitedly.

"But who gave you these flowers? Are they suitors?"

"How envious, so generous."

The girl was still sitting in her chair, staring at her, with an undisguised envy on her face.

But there are already whispers of "bang" around, full of contempt and rejection.

"Who knows if he came by other means and airborne troops, but it's great."

One of the whispered voices was not very high, but it was enough for me to hear.

Sour.

Just like the women I met who were jealous but constantly belittled and tried to find self-confidence.

Originally, this is a large group. It's not so strange to meet such sour people.

I looked down and sat next to me, across from the girl with bud head.

When I looked at the past, the sour talking woman looked at me deliberately and provocatively, with the corners of her mouth turned away, and her disgust and malice were not covered up.