"Sorry, but for me, he would not have been hurt." Liang Xiaoyu's eyebrows and eyes were stained with the light worry she didn't realize.
"What happened that day?"
Xin Zezhao's eagerness is full of worry and care, which makes Liang Xiaoyu secretly happy for Xin Zezhao. After all, it seems good to have a brother who cares about him so much.
So Liang Xiaoyu said everything to Xin Jingyu: "that day, I accompanied Mr. Xin to inspect the construction site, because I received the report and said the problem, and Mr. Xin was not at ease, so I went there in person. Originally, everything was ok, and the teacher Fu also said that there would be no problem if we modified the line, but just as we left, the storage tank collapsed Come down. "
After hearing this, Xin Jingyu frowned more tightly, and there was a tremor in his low voice: "if you leave a little late, will Zezhao..."
"Indeed, it can only be said that our lives are bigger." Liang Xiaoyu grinned dryly, trying to ease the slowly heavy atmosphere, "don't worry too much. You see, he still has energy to deal with things."
"I only have such a brother. I've just returned to Xin's house. I don't want to lose him like this." Xin Zezhao frowned and pursed his lips tightly. For the first time, he saw a dignified look on his always gentle face. "Xiao Yu, things are getting more and more serious now. He certainly can't come alone. I want to help him."
"Well." With Xin Jingyu's expression, Liang Xiaoyu became serious. "I want to help, but now he doesn't tell me anything. I don't know what to do to help him."
"As a secretary, don't you know?" Xin Jingyu looked at Liang Xiaoyu in surprise. A trace of loss flashed in his eyes. His eyes were as clear as obsidian, overflowing with some helplessness and remorse. "You know, Ze Zhao has a big prejudice against me, so I want to find you to see if there is anything I can do. It seems that I am too incompetent."
Looking at Xin Zezhao's head drooping and murmuring like a small animal injured, Liang Xiaoyu suddenly feels a sense of guilt, because he can't help anything.
In order to make himself feel better and reduce his sense of guilt, Liang Xiaoyu comforted: "it's not that nothing can be done. If you really want to help, you can go to the construction site and ask Chen Jingzhou. He should still be dealing with the follow-up incident of the person in charge rolling money and running away. Besides, he should be in a mess now and can't take care of it."
"Really?" Xin Jingyu grinned like a child who got candy. All of a sudden, the whole restaurant was bright.
"Well, with your help, they should be much more relaxed." Xin Jingyu's smile makes Liang Xiaoyu's heavy heart light up.
"Thank you, Xiao Yu." Xin Jingyu sincerely thanks, the pupil is full of sincerity.
"You don't have to thank me, but I have to thank you."
"I'll go back and get ready now and go to the construction site tomorrow." Xin Jingyu is eager to try. He wants to run to the construction site now.
Liang Xiaoyu was dumbfounded and laughed. Then he seemed to think of something. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Xin Jingyu suspiciously: "what about the work in your company?"
"That I can handle well, and the work at hand has been completed. Tell the supervisor that he should agree. It's a matter of great importance to the company."
"Well, go back and get ready." Liang Xiaoyu put his hand against his chin, propped up his head, and looked at Xin Jingyu in his spare time.
"No matter what, I have to send you home first, otherwise such a beautiful woman is not safe outside." Xin Jingyu suddenly leaned close to Liang Xiaoyu. Her angular features slowly enlarged in front of Liang Xiaoyu. With his approach, the strange male breath slowly penetrated into her breathing.
The sudden approach makes Liang Xiaoyu feel that his heart is about to jump out of his chest. He repeatedly leans back to the safe range.
"Ha ha." Seeing Liang Xiaoyu's astonished reaction, Xin Jingyu chuckled and said, "I'm kidding you. Let's go. I'll take you back."
Are all the men in Xin's family so bad? Liang Xiaoyu petrified on the chair, embarrassed to angry, his face is not as warm as before.