Chapter 52

"Mr. Qin, I trust my fiancee 100 percent."

As soon as he reached out and put the mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, Qi Zhen got up directly.

Baron Qin looked at his back quietly.

"Qi Zhen, have you ever thought that Luo Xiaoxiao is a woman with different appearances?" he asked

Stopped a pace, Qi Zhen directly turned to see to come over.

He gently raised his eyebrows and asked carelessly: "I don't know if Qin can explain to me, what is the difference between appearance and inside?"

"Or there's a lot of secrets about Lowell."

Luo Xiaoxiao should have concealed a lot of things in front of Qi Zhen, right?

If Qi Zhen knew that he and Luo Xiaoxiao used to be husband and wife, maybe today he would not rashly come to him?

"Mr. Qin, who has few secrets?" With a chuckle, Qi Zhen shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "since Xiao Xiao is not willing to say, I will not force her to ask."

"At the right time, Xiao Xiao will tell me if he wants to." Qi Zhen doesn't care much with a smile, "the things between Xiao Xiao and I don't bother Mr. Qin. If Mr. Qin has time, it's better to discipline your fiancee."

"Next time, if she does something like this again, I'll - you're welcome." He shakes his cell phone to shaojue Qin. Qi Zhen smiles and goes straight away.

Looking at his figure into the office area without lights, the eyes of shaojue Qin were gradually eroded by the haze.

Put the paper on the desk to one side, the tall figure of young Baron Qin slowly went to the French window.

Shua, the electric curtain is pulled up, and the neon night scene sets off the shimmering pupil of marquis Qin.

He folded his hands around his chest. As soon as he dropped his eyes, his eyes fell on the white Hummer on the side of the road.

Watching Qi Zhen pull open the door and sit down, until the white Hummer merge into the traffic and disappear, he just took back his sight.

Step a turn, he walked directly to the side of the wine cabinet.

Pouring half a glass of wine, he gently shakes the amber liquid in his hand.

Recalling the scene when Qi Zhen came to the door, shaojue Qin's eyes were slightly ironic, and his lips were full of a smile.

Luo Xiaoxiao, did you direct Qi Zhen to come here today?

A close picture of his fiancee was posted on his mobile phone, but he didn't get angry?

Think about it, the only explanation should be that he does not love this woman, right?

Lo Xiao, Lo Xiao!

I'd like to know what kind of medicine is sold in your gourd!

He looked up and drank half a glass of wine in the crystal glass.

Fingers gently wipe away the wine stains on the corners of his mouth, he skillfully dials a number

At the party, Luo Xiao drank a lot of wine.

When she came back to the company, the tendons near her temples were tense and painful.

Fingers lightly against the temple, her delicate eyebrow force of the Cu into a ball.

"Editor in chief The little assistant knocked on the door of the office and said cautiously, "the president, please come to her office."

"I see. I'll be right there."

Luo Xiaoxiao gets up a little fiercely, falters, and bumps the coffee cup on her desk into the ground.

Brown coffee spilled out and quickly sank into the beige carpet.

Seeing this, the little assistant ran up.

He gently propped up Luo Xiaoxiao's body with his hand. With a little hesitation in his eyes, he asked, "editor in chief Luo, your face is not very good."

"It doesn't matter." Gently pushed away the little assistant's hand, she gently smoothed the wrinkles on the clothes.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't even blink her eyes. She just said, "I'm going to the president's office now. Please find someone to clean up here."

"Good." The assistant agreed.

She bit her lip, got up and said in one breath: "editor in chief Luo, President Qin of Qin's group is also in the president's office."

Last time, Qin always came out of editor Luo's office angrily.

This time, Mr. Qin found the president. Should he come here to ask questions?

"I see." Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the little assistant with a smile: "thank you."

President's office.

When Luo knocks on the door and walks in, he sees young Baron Qin sitting on the independent sofa.

He has long hands and long feet. The sofa chair in the president's office is obviously a little small for him.

But as a result, young Baron Qin looked happy and contented.

"Xiao Xiao." The president of the financial press is a middle-aged woman. She waved to Luo Xiaoxiao with a kind face. "Come and sit down."

"Thank you, president." Wu Zizi sat down at her desk. She said with a smile, "the president asked me to come here today. Is there anything wrong with my work?"Before the president opened his mouth, shaojue Qin suddenly said, "I don't know if there are any mistakes in editor Luo's work. The reason why I'm sitting here today is that I hope president Fang and editor Luo can give me an explanation."

Luo Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at the past, and said: "Mr. Qin, I don't know what you need me to explain?"

"Naturally, your newspaper has been targeting the Qin group." Young Lord Qin's voice is very sonorous and forceful question, "recently, your newspaper will publish a high-level black material of Qin's group every day."

"If I say that your newspaper is intentionally targeting the Qin group, I wonder if editor Luo agrees with me?" Young Lord Qin looked at her with an indescribable aggressiveness.

"For?" Luo Xiaoxiao is smiling, but the wrinkles between her eyebrows are enough to show that her eyebrows are fluctuating.

"President Qin." She slightly raised her voice and said to young Baron Qin word by word, "I admit that the financial press has published a lot of news about the senior management of Qin's group recently, but I can guarantee that every news released by the financial press is true, and there is absolutely no false or fabricated element."

"I'm aiming at the Qin group, general manager Qin. I really don't know where to start." Gently pursed his lips, Luo Xiao Xiao also replied in a sonorous and powerful tone, "reporting real news, I think it's my responsibility and obligation as a media person."

Responsibilities and obligations of media people?

Young Lord Qin couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Luo Xiao's reason is really high sounding!

In the president's office, a man and a woman confront each other with a sword and a crossbow. The president of your party can't get in any more.