Gu Qingxin heard the name and frowned sensitively.
"Let's go in together. I'll come to see Han. Before he has dinner, I'll go to shunxiangzhai and buy some to send." Long lifelike enters the door, and the security guards let it go naturally, without asking.
So the security guard here knows her.
Naturally, Gu fanxin knows shunxiangzhai. It's a hundred year old shop. It's very famous in Mingcheng, where a meal is no less than five figures.
Looking at the food box on Longxu's hand, I want to think about the noodles in the heat preservation barrel
Gu Qingxin sighed in his heart, and estimated that his face could not escape the fate of being thrown into the garbage can.
Gu Qingxin follows long lifelike to the president's office. Secretary Lian qingruo hasn't got off work yet. When he sees them coming, he immediately gets up to meet them and politely cries, "Miss long, Miss Gu."
"Is Han still in the meeting?" It's very natural for long lifelike to ask, as if he is familiar with the people here.
"No Please take a seat here and I'll give you a briefing. "
Lian qingruo makes a phone call to Beiming cold, and Gu listens to Lian qingruo's voice, holding the heat preservation barrel in his hand nervously.
"Yes, president." Lian qingruo put down the phone, took a look at them and said, "Miss Gu, the president asked you to go back at once."
Although Gu Qingxin has guessed the result, she is still disappointed. She stands up, hands the heat preservation barrel to Lian qingruo, and says, "can you ask the Secretary to help me hand this to the young master?"
If Lian Qing takes the heat preservation barrel in her hand, she smiles at her and says she will send it in.
Gu Qingxin said thanks to her and goodbye to long lifelike. He had to leave first.
Long lifelike watched Gu fall in love with the elevator. Her gentle eyes slowly turned cold as a knife. She walked into the cold office of Beiming with her food box and high-heeled shoes.
Beiming cold looked up at the woman who came in. Long lifelike said softly, "Han, I heard that you haven't had dinner yet, so I went to shun Xiangzhai and bought it for you."
Beiming cold's hand pressed the internal line on the table, the phone was connected, and he said in a cold voice, "come in."
Lianqing rushes in, "President..."
"Miss long, please go out." Beiming's cold and cold order didn't raise his head again.
Lian qingruo's face turned white. When she just announced, the president only asked Miss Gu to go back. She thought the president meant to let Miss long stay.
It seems that she would be wrong. The president didn't care about Miss long at all
"When the food is delivered, I'll go first. You know our family rules are strict. Unmarried girls can't go home later than 10 o'clock. It's cold. You have to remember to eat. Don't be too tired." Long lifelike finish, elegant turn away.
Even if Qing really admire long Xuxu, the president just meant to blow her away, but she found a set of words for herself, that is, not disobeying the president, but also for her perfect escape.
When Beiming cold came out of the office, it was an hour later.
His eyes fell on the blue thermos bucket on the coffee table in the reception area and he asked, "what is this?"
"This was just brought by Miss Gu." Lian qingruo can't help sweating. She knows what she is pretending to be eating. But she thinks that long Xuxu brought Shun Xiangzhai's food. The president must have eaten that one, so she didn't take it in.
Beiming cold heard that it was brought by Gu Qingxin. After standing there and staring for a long time, he walked over and opened the heat preservation barrel. After an hour, the noodles inside had already become a paste.