Who knows that Luo Huasheng perseveres to continue to call, Zhao bingyue can't bear the trouble, so she has to get through the phone: "Mr. Luo, it's still working time, what can I do for you?"
"Still at work?" Luo Huasheng seemed to know, and said in a surprised tone, "but I'm off work. Bingyue, I'm downstairs of your company. You come down and we'll go home together."
Who's going home with you!! That's your home, not my home!!
Zhao bingyue angrily scolded in her heart and said in a good voice: "sorry, Mr. Luo, I can't leave because I haven't come to work yet. If Luo is in a hurry to go home, he can go back at any time. No one wants you to stay."
Luo Huasheng couldn't help laughing at the strange voice: "how long will it take for Miss Zhao to get off work?"
Do you want to stop until you get her?
Zhao bingyue suddenly felt big: "if Mr. Luo likes to wait, you can wait. I still have a lot of work to deal with. I'll wait until I finish it."
Zhao bingyue finished hanging up the phone. She didn't like chatting at work. She soon put her attention into the design. When she got to the situation of selflessness, she was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Zhao bingyue: "I'm so angry that I want to swear!
The sound of knocking on the door is slow, clean and powerful. It's a man's masterpiece. Zhao bingyue already knows who the knock is in her mind. She is even too lazy to get up and shouts impatiently at the door: "come in."
The door of the office was pushed open. The tall and handsome man stood at the door and looked at her with a smile. Zhao bingyue glanced at him and turned green.
It's him!
"Didn't I say that I haven't got off work yet? Mr. Luo is really in such a hurry to go home. He'll go home by himself. " All over her body, even her hair was resisting to go back to Luo's house.
"It's already six o'clock in the afternoon. Miss Zhao, your company has already finished work. Don't you know that?" Luo Huasheng walked over and sat down on the chair opposite her. His bony fingers gently tapped on the table, which was quite rhythmic.
Is it six o'clock already?
Zhao bingyue looks up at the clock time hanging in the office. Luo Huasheng doesn't cheat her. She just concentrates on her work and forgets the passage of time.
It's time to get off work unconsciously.
But she still didn't mean to pack up and go back with him. Instead, she looked down at the paper drawing that had not been designed on her desk, and said, "I'm sorry, I really forgot the time. Maybe I'm in a hurry to get this job, and I haven't finished this design drawing yet. If Luo is in a hurry, I'll go home first, and I'll finish this drawing before I go back."
At that time, she will go back to her home, not to Luo's.
Luo Huasheng's face is all black. After all, she just said this. Is she so afraid to go home with him?
"How much more?" Luo Huasheng stretched out his neck to see the drawing, but Zhao bingyue covered it: "sorry, Mr. Luo, non confidential personnel of our company, you can't look at my design without authorization. In case Mr. Luo helps me to disclose it, my loss will be great."
Luo Huasheng felt speechless again: "your designs are all on your drawings. How can I help you to disclose them?"
Even if he can get the drawing in Zhao bingyue's hand, there is no need to do so. Can he offend his own woman? What good is it for him to let it out?
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