Chapter 700

Unconsciously, the notes in the box had a thick stack, about a dozen. Zhou Manchun was moved and his heart felt soft.

Close the drawer, she went downstairs laughing. Mother Wang had already prepared a rich breakfast and greeted Zhou Manchun with a smile.

"Madame."

"Wang Ma, when did Beisen leave?" Zhou Manchun sat down at the table and took a sip of milk.

"About seven o'clock."

"So early, did he have breakfast?" Zhou Manchun asked with a smile, with gentle eyebrows and eyes.

"Jin always had a sandwich."

Zhou Manchun closed her long hair with her hands and said with a smile, "that's good."

After breakfast, Zhou Manchun drove to the company. As soon as she arrived at JS international, she went directly to her office instead of going around to Jin Beisen.

Zhou Manchun was busy in the company all morning. She didn't think of going to dinner until the meal time. She had breakfast late, but she was not very hungry at the moment.

Just as Zhou Manchun was about to call Jin Beisen, Jin Beisen's phone came in.

Jin Beisen is on his way to the airport. He is going to pick up an important friend. As soon as he hears that the man is coming after the morning meeting, he is in a hurry. When he gets on the bus, he doesn't think it's time for dinner. He needs to call Zhou Manchun so that she can't find herself and worry.

"My wife, I have a friend who is coming to city A. now he is on his way to the airport. You can have lunch by yourself." Jin Beisen's steady voice came from his mobile phone and said with a smile.

"Well, well, you remember to have lunch later, and don't be too busy." Zhou man's tone was gentle.

"I know. Go to dinner first." Jin Beisen smiled slowly, thinking of Zhou Manchun, he could not help being more gentle.

After hanging up the phone, Qu Jia came in. As usual, he was wearing a black suit with a pile of heavy documents in his hand.

Zhou Manchun glanced up and down at him. He was about 1755 in height. He was of standard stature. He could vaguely see that this man had some chest muscles. He was a little older than Zhou Manchun by two years, but his bones revealed a sense of calm. He said to Zhou Manchun meticulously: "President Zhou, this is the next month's schedule and this month's financial statements."

"Have you seen it?" Zhou Manchun asked with a smile, looking at qujia with gentle apricot eyes.

Qu Jia is embarrassed by Zhou Manchun's stare. He lowers his head and says, "I've seen all of them."

Zhou Manchun said with a smile: "that's OK. I believe you. Let it go first. I'll see later."

"Yes." Qu Jia said respectfully that he graduated from one of the best universities in China with a doctorate degree in the Department of economics and finance. After graduation, he relied on some relationship to enter JS international. At first, Qu Jia worked under Jin Beisen, who trusted him very much, so he arranged his right-hand assistant to Zhou Manchun.

Zhou Manchun is a new comer. He has never been in touch with finance before. It's hard to avoid being strange. Jin Beisen thought that it's best to take her with someone.

Qu Jia turns around and is about to leave. Zhou Manchun's gentle voice comes from behind him, "does manager Qu have a girlfriend?"

Qu Jia's back froze. First he turned around, then he replied with a smile, "no, I'm still single."

"Do you have a girl you like?" Zhou Manchun laughed and joked.

Qu Jia just shook his head. "Not yet."

"I think manager Qu must have a very high vision. You are sure that you are not short of girls." Zhou Manchun teased her hair. From the time she started working in the company, she felt that her subordinates were desperately maintaining relationships with her, not as casual as she used to work in Jiaru hospital.

Working in the same environment, Zhou Manchun still hopes to have less barriers with them, after all, they are the people to work with.

On weekdays, Zhou Manchun didn't chat with her subordinates very much, but each of them respected her, perhaps because of her identity as president's wife.

I have to say that Mrs. Jin Beisen's title is really easy to use. It's easy to use wherever she goes.

"No, just single for a long time, I don't want to love anyone anymore. A man is very good. He starts a business first and then starts a family. When he is young, he doesn't make money. He only knows love and affection. In the future, he doesn't even have the capital to marry his wife. I don't want to be an old man." Qu Jia, with a gentle and elegant appearance, pushed his black framed glasses, and his face was full of laughter.

Zhou Manchun looks at him admiringly, but she doesn't expect that Qu Jia is young enough to have such an understanding. Zhou Manchun also hates those old people who gnaw at them, and the men who have nothing to do all day make her dislike them very much.

"Listen to you, I think you are a very responsible man, come on." Zhou Manchun looks at him with a smile, but he doesn't know that his frown and smile, falling into the eyes of Qu Jia, is a kind of charm.

Qujia's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with integrity, "thank you for your encouragement."

"Well, go to dinner first." Zhou Manchun looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already 12 o'clock.

Qu Jia asked with concern, "has Zhou always eaten it?"

"I'm not. I'm late for breakfast. I'm not hungry for the time being." Zhou Manchun smiled a little and opened the report that Qu Jia had just sent.

Qu Jia gently exits the office, closes the door and leaves.

City a international airport.

The airport has always been a place full of laughter, tears and sustenance.

Many people are here to experience parting, and many are here to meet and meet their loved ones again.

A woman about 170 in height is wearing a vintage Burgundy flower bud dress. The waist closing design makes her graceful posture more perfect. She wears a pair of Brown Sunglasses on her delicate face and a pair of seven centimeter high heels on her feet, which is the new fall style of Dior this year.

The woman's skin is white and moving. She has been painted with red lipstick. With this retro skirt, she is more elegant and generous.

Jin Beisen dressed in a black suit, shined shoes on his feet, and left in the waiting hall.

Yao Huanyu saw Jin Beisen, and her charming face immediately showed a smile. Last second, she was still a little bit cold. When she walked towards Jin Beisen, her eyes flashed like a pure child.

"Beisen." Yao Huanyu opened his slender arms, and the high-heeled shoes on his feet "pedaled" and rushed to Jin Beisen.

A smile on the man's lips, the profundity in his eyes, sharp eyebrows and eyes depict his calm temperament, with a touch of gentle on his handsome face.

"Arabic." Jin Beisen smirked and smirked, took the initiative to help Yao Huanyu take over the suitcase in her hand, and held her politely.