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Fu Xingchen hurried into the company. He had arrived at the entrance of the office with a finger in his hand. She took a look at the time and could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

Fu Xingchen took off his outer robes and casually placed both his outer robes and his backpack in a corner. Only then did she sit down in front of the computer and turn it on.

She took out a USB drive and inserted it into the computer. She rolled the mouse in one hand and focused on the computer screen.

Mu Xiao came in with a stack of documents, placing them on Fu Xingchen's desk.

Fu Xingchen raised his head and glanced at Mu Xiao with a faint gaze before frowning as he looked at the stack of documents. He said faintly, "How about everyone's creation?"

"Not much."

Mu Xiao's eyes flashed with chagrin. She knew this idea was a bit difficult, but she hadn't expected it to exhaust everyone in the creative department.

She had looked at the theme of everyone's creation. It was either too unoriginal or too vulgar, so it didn't suit her.

Hearing Mu Xiao's words, Fu Xingchen didn't seem disappointed. She thought for a moment before replying, "It doesn't matter. Everyone, do your best. There's still a day left. When the time comes, there will always be something new and satisfactory."

Mu Xiao nodded. "Alright."

Fu Xingchen continued to concentrate on his work, while Mu Xiao prepared to leave.

She opened the door and saw Ji Qian standing outside. Her hand was hanging in the air, clearly about to knock.

Mu Xiao turned to let her out of the room. "Director Ji," she said respectfully.

Ji Qian nodded and strode into the office.

When Fu Xingchen saw who it was, his eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.

She stopped what she was doing and looked at Ji Qian. "Is something the matter, Director Ji?"

After yesterday's incident, Fu Xingchen didn't have a good impression of her and was even somewhat wary of her.

Ji Qian's beautiful face softened as compared to yesterday. She said apologetically, "I'm here to apologize. We're all from the same company. I'm disrespectful to Director Fu because I'm too narrow-minded."

Listening to her words, Fu Xingchen's expression did not change. His eyes flickered as they landed on Ji Qian's body, and he saw that her bag was tightly clenched and even the bag was wrinkled. Fu Xingchen retracted his gaze without batting an eyelid and said with a smile, "Why do I not understand what Director Ji is saying? When did you start being disrespectful to me? "

Fu Xingchen's smile was shallow and his manner was carefree, as if he really didn't care at all.

Ji Qian was startled, but she also smiled. She took a few steps forward and her expression relaxed.

"It's my fault for being so petty. Director Fu is indeed magnanimous."

"We're all people from the FC, so naturally, we can't start an internal conflict, right?"

"Indeed."

Ji Qian said this absent-mindedly.

She could not see through Fu Xingchen's intentions. She did not believe that Fu Xingchen would forget the tit for tat yesterday.

Fu Xingchen stood up and said to Ji Qian, "Director Ji, come over here and chat."

Fu Xingchen pointed to the sofa at the side.

Ji Qian nodded and followed Fu Xingchen to the sofa. Fu Xingchen handed her a cup of tea.

"Only Mao Jian, Director Ji, don't mind him."

"Director Fu is really approachable." Ji Qian received the tea with a strange look in her eyes.

Looking at Fu Xingchen's elegant and beautiful face, she was even more unable to understand Fu Xingchen. Could it be that she was acting?

Fu Xingchen sipped his tea and raised his head to ask, "Prefect Ji shouldn't be here just to ask for forgiveness, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I'd have forgotten if Director Fu hadn't said it." Ji Qian laughed in embarrassment, "I came to ask how is Director Fu's design going? Is there anything I can do for you? "

As she spoke, her eyes stared unblinkingly at Fu Xingchen's face, as if she wanted to find something there.