No matter how good the police's temper is, they are also upset. They simply start with it. Who knows that when they meet people, they will scream and stay alive.

Ling Qing wants to give him a new shirt, and brings something to eat. Before he arrives at the gate of the company, he sees such a picture.

I don't know, she thought it was a group fight. She went to have a look, and without saying anything, she quietly watched the group of people splashing. The police were trying their best to solve it.

Don't ask why she didn't show up? Even if today she secretly solved this group of people, as long as the drug problem has not been solved, they will not stop for a day. Her appearance may also infuriate these people. Without any evidence, excuse is the palest thing, which not only no one believes, but also intensifies contradictions.

Into the company, the new front desk took her to the president's special elevator.

In the elevator, Lingqing has been thinking about things. Just now, she also heard what those people said. Maybe things are not so bad. She can go to the hospital to see the patients with problems.

When the elevator arrived, she didn't feel it. She didn't know that there was someone outside the elevator. She only responded when she was called by clear water.

"Assistant Shimizu has been haggard recently." Ling Qing said with a smile.

"Fortunately, Mrs. Xie's sympathy."

Day and night, he knew no time for his Tucao. He was so long after he returned to the door with his wife. He worked day and night, and he had to make complaints about his life.

When it's over, he must ask for bonus and vacation!

"Ma'am, please follow me." Then I will take her to the office of emperor Si.

"No, I've been here myself. You can help yourself."

Before Qingshui could react, Lingqing went to the position of the president's office by himself.

"Ah, his life is hard work." He thought and went on with what he was doing.

In front of her desk, Di Si is concentrating on looking at the documents. She doesn't want to disturb her, so she is waiting on the sofa not far away.

As time goes by, men don't want to rest at all.

Ling Qing frowned. His body was weaker than ordinary people. Looking at his health, it was just useless. If he continued to work with such high intensity, she doubted whether he could live to 25 years old.

She went over and took out the documents in the hands of the emperor. The man raised his head and looked at her. The anger that had been disturbed was so cold.

"Why are you here?" His voice was sentimental.

Because of his work, he didn't accompany his little wife for a long time.

What a long time did not accompany others, ghosts believe, not just a few hours!

"I miss you, of course." She said lightly.

Then the emperor worship is the heart plop plop listen, the heart is her sweet.

"I brought you food, and I made you a shirt."

Lingqing went to the sofa, picked up the bag and opened it. The white shirt was lying in it. She took it out and shook it for a while. She still felt a little dissatisfied.

"Do you like it or not?"

White shirt into his eyes, I do not know what kind of material to give a shock feeling.

"I like it." He sat in a wheelchair and touched it with his hand. The soft white fabric was in sharp contrast to his thick palm.

When Lingqing heard that he liked it, he immediately grinned and wanted to put the clothes back into the bag and try them on when he was free.

Who knows the man took off clothes directly, took the shirt on her hand and put it on.

"Just fit."

"What about the dress?"

"Well." When Emperor Si said that, he threw the old shirt directly into the dustbin. Lingqing felt distressed. She remembered that the old one was from XX brand. He only wore it twice.

But when you look at his happy look, the dress is not so bad.

"And food."

She took out the insulated food box, exquisite snacks and preserved fruits, which made people have a good appetite.