Chapter 367

"Similarly, you don't need to tell me anything." Zhao Qiqing said from her seat.

Strange partner, this is really heartless.

After listening, Fu xishen automatically ignored the last sentence: "if only Xiaoqing didn't hate me, then you'll see everything."

"I'll go first."

Fu xishen slowly walked out of Zhao Qiqing's office. In an instant, the aura became the general manager Fu admired by thousands of people.

Fu xishen walked out of the building, just opposite Rong Yan who returned.

When Rong Yan saw Fu xishen, his face inevitably showed surprise: "President Fu?"

Fu xishen just glanced at him lightly and didn't answer.

"Mr. Rong." Assistant Wei immediately went up the road and said, "Mr. Rong, are you going up?"

Rong Yan picked his eyebrow: "of course, so did Fu always just come down from above?"

The person who answered was still not Fu xishen. Assistant Wei continued: "yes, Mr. Fu has some private affairs with Mr. Zhao, but Mr. Zhao was not in a good mood when Mr. Fu left just now. I think Mr. Rong should not bother him now."

"Oh? Sister Qiqing is in a bad mood? What's the reason?" Rong Yan looked at Fu xishen and said, "aren't you Mr. Fu?"

Assistant Wei didn't change his face: "where are you? Of course not. You know that president Zhao has just returned home, and there are a lot of troublesome things. We didn't catch up with the good time when we went up. President Zhao is dealing with official business."

"It's already dark now. I believe Mr. Rong won't bother to go up again. Otherwise, Mr. Zhao will be a long way from work."

Assistant Wei blocked Rongyan's excuse to find her.

Rong Yan's tongue pressed the back slot: "OK, then I won't go up. After all, I still love sister Qiqing."

"By the way, Mr. Fu, are you cured now? Why don't you stay in the hospital?"

"President Fu has fully recovered and doesn't need to go to the hospital anymore." Assistant Wei said.

"Just recovered, come after our sister Qiqing?" Rong Yan asked, "why didn't you be firm when I said those words to you?"

All three people present were in an awkward atmosphere. Assistant Wei really had no way to answer this question.

"I have only Xiaoqing from beginning to end." Fu xishen finally opened his mouth.

"I don't care who is in your life, but I won't give sister Qiqing back to you!"

Fu xishen said calmly, "you don't need to return it. She doesn't belong to you."

With that, Fu xishen got into his car.

Rong Yan's face was gloomy, staring at Fu xishen's back, as if to stare at a hole.

He looked up at the Shenghui building. Only the light on the top floor was on. Finally, he left angrily.

Zhao Qiqing certainly didn't know that this wonderful duel had taken place downstairs in the office. She just called Du xiatong again: "check the origin of this necklace and how much it costs."

Du xiatong acted quickly, took photos immediately and asked a professional diamond craftsman.

"Mr. Zhao, this necklace is worth 20 million." Du xiatong replied.

The 20 million photographed necklace was lost, so did you send another 20 million one?

Du xiatong saw her in a daze and didn't dare to disturb her.

When Zhao Qiqing came back to her senses, she found that her hand had held the necklace. She pursed her lips and said, "bring me a check."

"OK." Du xiatong handed it over.

Zhao Qiqing picked up the brush and filled in the numbers on it: "send this check to President Fu tomorrow and tell him I don't owe him anything."

Du xiatong was stunned: "OK."

Zhao Qiqing just wanted to wave her hand to let her out. It seemed that she thought of something: "by the way, did you pack the location of the film?"

"Wrap it up..." Du xiatong stopped. "But when I called, Mr. Fu saw it on the side."

"Did he charter the show?" Zhao Qiqing doesn't have to think about it.

"No... he means that the cinema is just his asset. In the name of president Zhao, you don't need to spend money." Du xiatong explained.

In her name?

To make room for Rong Yan is that she should support Rong Yan, or who else can she use?

With other people's names, Rong Yan certainly won't be happy.

Zhao Qiqing smiled helplessly: "this is really what he can do. Since someone is the head of injustice, let him be it."

"Yes." Du xiatong promised.

At 7 pm, Zhao Qiqing returned home. She re hired a housekeeping aunt, surnamed Zhang.

Dinner was ready. Zhao Qiqing didn't have a good appetite. She simply ate some and went upstairs.

Open the wardrobe, change your regular clothes and take out your pajamas, but I didn't expect that this Pajama caught the one inside and couldn't be pulled out.

Zhao Qiqing was a little annoyed and pulled out the one inside.

A light yellow Pajama fell to the ground, and Zhao Qiqing fixed her eyes.

This Pajama was the last one that Fu xishen wore when he left. At that time, he had already left it, but he didn't know what madness he was going to get it back.

Zhao Qiqing didn't want to think about it any more. She stuffed her clothes in again, out of sight and out of mind.

The next day, Du xiatong arrived at Jingtian group early.

Because I don't know the working hours of Jingtian group, of course, the sooner I meet the president, the better. But where can I see you when I have a meeting?

Du xiatong followed the guide to the top floor and opened the door of the office. Fu xishen was sitting at his desk meditating without being half busy.

Fu xishen opened his eyes: "Xiaoqing asked you to come?"

"Yes." Du xiatong took out the check from his bag: "president Zhao asked me to give you this check. She said she didn't owe you anything."

Fu xishen looked at the 20 million check on the table and laughed at himself: "of course she owes nothing."

Zhao Qiqing has a strong self-esteem. If she doesn't want this check, she will burn more things in other places.

"I took the check." Fu xishen said, "did president Zhao say anything else?"

"No." Du xiatong said, "Oh, by the way, president Zhao also said that she is busy now. Please don't disturb her when she is busy."

"I see." Fu xishen replied, "go back."

Du xiatong returned to Shenghui group and repeated what he had just said to Zhao Qiqing.

Zhao Qiqing ordered the table: "he should really understand."

Sure enough, at 6:30 on time, just after work in Shenghui building, there was a man standing outside the office.

"Mr. Fu?"

Fu xishen opened the door just opposite Zhao Qiqing: "you told me not to disturb you when you are busy. I came only after work. Isn't that an interruption?"