Chapter 116.2

"Well, I have to go and distribute the work quickly, or my unfinished work will double." Liang Xiaoyu blinked helplessly and was about to stand up.

Xin Jingyu looked around, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said, "don't worry, sit down and have a rest."

Liang Xiaoyu kneaded his aching waist, slowly turned over his tired wrist, relaxed his muscles, and could not wait to stand up.

"No, no, if I have a rest now, I will not have a rest for a long time to come."

"Yes, but wait a few minutes."

Liang Xiaoyu hears the words and looks at Xin Jingyu suspiciously, but he sees that Xin Zezhao purses his lips mysteriously without saying a word. As a result, the atmosphere quieted down and the two were speechless.

"Jingyu, what you want!"

The abrupt male voice makes Liang Xiaoyu look back in surprise and doubt. Then he sees the boy in the blue shirt, with a fresh inch, running to them panting.

"Thank you. Go back to the Department first and have a rest." Xin Jingyu took a square box from the man who was out of breath with a smile.

"Xiao Yu, you try to see if it fits. I just looked at it. You should wear size 37, right?" The well-defined hand quickly opened the package, revealing the high-heeled shoes in the exquisite packaging box.

Never thought that Xin Jingyu could buy a pair of shoes for himself in such a short time. Liang Xiaoyu's mouth seemed to be able to plug an egg because of surprise.

"This This... "

"Try it." Xin Jingyu looked at Liang Xiaoyu who was stunned in the same place with encouraging eyes, "I don't know if I'm wrong."

"That's not good. As a matter of fact, there's nothing wrong with my bare feet. " Surprise, doubt and embarrassment surge in my mind, but there is no surprise. Somehow, a familiar cold voice rushes into Liang Xiaoyu's mind: "you stay away from Xin Jingyu!"

Xin Jingyu suddenly gathered his smile, and his soft eyebrows and eyes became cool. The sharp and angular outline clearly showed the rigid lines. Originally, it was like a spring breeze. The earth temperature and breath brought a sense of prestige, which made Liang Xiaoyu feel a sense of oppression.

It can't help saying that Xin Jingyu directly presses Liang Xiaoyu to the seat, and actually wants to bend down to put it on for Liang Xiaoyu himself.

"No, no! I'll do it myself. I'll do it myself. " Liang Xiaoyu quickly reaches out his hand to stop Xin Jingyu's crazy move. He is really two brothers. They are so overbearing that they don't care about people's feelings.

Standing tall and straight in front of the glass window, looking down at the endless flow of cars and the crowd, his voice is as cold as a drop of water falling into the pool, as if he is the only one in the vast world.

"Well, I see. I'll come and have a look this afternoon." Xin Zezhao lightly hangs up the phone and looks out of the window at a distant place.

"Kowtow, kowtow." The light and rhythmic knock on the door sounded, and then came the sound like water and song: "Mr. Xin, all the information is complete."

"Well, put it down." Slightly nodded, indicating that Liang Xiaoyu would put down the things on hand.

Xin Zezhao turned back lightly. Before he said anything, he was attracted by Liang Xiaoyu's new pair of silver white thin heel shallow mouth pointed metal stone mirror high heels.

"How did you change your shoes?"

"It's nothing. Changing shoes can't delay work, can it?" The respectful and false smile could not hide the irony hidden in the words.

Xin Zezhao stares at the pair of high-heeled shoes for a long time. His eyes are fixed. He orders in a cold voice: "you'd better change them, and then sort out the information about Haocheng's construction site. You'll go there at three in the afternoon."

"Yes, Mr. Xin."

Xin Zezhao's thin lips tightly pursed, silently watching Liang Xiaoyu walk away. The high heels under his feet are more and more dazzling. He can't help but frown and ponder, thinking about what chance he wants to find to lose the shoes.

In such a large open space, hundreds of construction machinery are working intensively, the roar of excavators and bulldozers is deafening, and the sound of "jingling" is coming one after another.

Heavy trucks shuttle back and forth, blowing up the smoke, and Liang Xiaoyu is accompanying Xin Zezhao, leisurely through the smoke, observing the hot construction scene.

On the left stands the concrete frame that is about to be built. Next to it are yellow safety helmets and gray work clothes. Workers with dark skin and hard sweat are pouring concrete.

"How far is the project to be completed?" Xin Zezhao stares at the sweaty worker's busy figure and frowns lightly without any trace.

"There is still one third left to be completed. Now it is because there are a little problems in the concrete production line, which delay the progress for a little while, and the workers have been working hard to repair it." Ten thousand did not expect that Xin Zezhao would come to inspect in person. The person in charge of the project explained in a hurry, with a shy face and a smile: "the construction site is noisy, dirty and chaotic. Mr. Xin, why don't we go to the office to talk about it?""No, show me where I see the problem." Xin Zezhao glanced at the thin man next to him, and his black eyes flashed unhappiness.

"Good, good, Mr. Xin, this way, please." The person in charge of the project immediately changed his direction and took Xin Zezhao and Liang Xiaoyu to the other side. While walking, he said with concern: "but the secretary is wearing such high shoes in summer, and the road to the construction site is not very easy. I'm afraid it will be very hard."

Looking forward to the person in charge of the project, Liang Xiaoyu smiles: "it doesn't matter. Things on the construction site are more important."