Out of the elevator, Ling Zhenyu raised his feet and hurried toward the office.
On the way, I met one or two helpers to say hello, but I didn't even lift my eyelids
"I'll bet on a lunch, and we'll certainly have to eat flat in the afternoon meeting."
"I bet two dunyak, the lowest consumption of 1000, Ling must have lost his temper today!"
"Get out of here. I want to go together. I'll bet a fart."
Two people turned around and ran into the silent Zhao Xi. Before they had time to speak, they listened to Zhao Xi's voice:
"a week's Yake dinner costs 1000 per capita. I bet that Ling's mood has exploded today. We must have a good misunderstanding."
The two assistants usually follow the example of Zhao Xi, a special assistant, but relatively speaking, Yizhu has more contact with Zhao Xi, so he first advises:
"Zhao tezhu, the high-profile is not like this. General manager Ling seems to have a good temper and can't even see us when walking. You want to say that the president of the afternoon meeting in an hour and a half is in a good mood. Isn't he looking to be slaughtered."
"I bet that Zhao tezhu knows Mr. Ling the most. I admit that, but I will never lose sight of him. This time, let's try to find out. I'll make sure that Zhao tezhu's Yake is up to me."
Zhao Xi raises eyebrows:
"don't think about when I lost, you'd better get ready for the money!"
Then he looked at Yizhu:
"how about standing on me or standing on him?"
Although Yizhu just said it well, he still moved his steps towards Erzhu when he chose:
"Zhao tezhu, don't blame me. After all, you didn't see the face of Mr. Ling just now. It's frightening. If there's no accident, none of us can run in the afternoon meeting. Don't worry. I saw it with my own eyes, so I'm still standing on him
Looking at the two helplessness assistants, Zhao Xi shook his head helplessly, opened his arms, pushed the two assistants aside and swaggered through the middle:
"I'll see you at the afternoon meeting."
With that, he went straight to his office.
The two assistants turned to their eyes again and said:
"is Zhao tezhu's brain watt today?"
Lingzong just momentum, enough to be able to compare a million soldiers!
Ling Zhenyu did not look well until he pushed the door into the office and looked at the little woman who was preparing the coffee.
Just hanging a heart, in the moment to see her so settled down, very wonderful feeling.
Close the door, his face slowly crawls full smile, raises the foot to walk toward an Liqi.
She was pouring coffee beans into the coffee machine, looking up at him coming up and saying with a smile:
"just wait ten minutes."
The man walked behind her, encircled her narrow waist from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and said softly:
"Qiqi, it's so nice of you to suddenly feel very lucky that I can meet you."
God's attachment, so wonderful fate, was so caught by him.
The beginning of the marriage is a conspiracy, and he has never been interested in it. Even his marriage certificate is forged by him.
Originally thought that such two people will eventually become strangers, but did not think that she is not her, but became his she!
His heart was in a mess of gratitude as he wandered around.
An Liqi clapped his hand with a smile and coaxed him in a low voice:
"go to work. You will have a headache when you look at your desk, and there are many documents. I will have a lunch meeting in about an hour. I will make you coffee."
"No, I'm three times more efficient with you."
The man is still not willing to let go of her, a talk head high and low, like a long child.
Originally I wanted to persuade him, but I didn't expect that the mobile phone rang. An Liqi patted him on the cheek and said:
"you hurry to work, I'll answer the phone."
"If a man is castrated, a woman will pull it out to play twenty boards."
Ling Zhenyu said with some dissatisfaction.
Amused by him, an Liqi turns around and kisses him on the cheek on tiptoe and runs away mischievously.
Ling Zhenyu's arms empty, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, saw her pointing to the desk, but also helplessly shook his head, unwillingly walked towards the desk.
An Liqi picked up the mobile phone on her desk, which was called by Fang Qingchen.
He looked up at the words or Lingyu, and finally looked at her back.
"Qiqi, I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow. You don't have to prepare anything."
An Liqi is stunned, this just thought tomorrow Saturday, oneself originally said the weekend to see teacher Fang.
When the consciousness returned, she quickly shook her head:
"no, no, teacher Fang is not needed. I'll be fine by myself. You can take care of yourself."
As soon as Mr. Fang heard about it, the man sitting in the president's chair was alert. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the little woman's conversation.Is Fang Qingchen injured?
Hurt on the good healing ah, Qiqi is not a doctor, call her is a few means!
While thinking, he picked up the golden pen and knocked hard on the solid wood table.
He doesn't believe that little women can't see his displeasure.
It's good to let women go to see if they are men after all!
Just thinking about it, he heard the little woman say:
"then you have a good rest, we will contact you tomorrow..."
Contact a hammer tomorrow!
After all, he was stabbed by Qiqi. When the wound was healed, he didn't want to let the girl see it for fear that she would be sad.
What does this light dust think? Why let her go to see it?
If you can't, you won't be allowed to go.
The more he wanted to see him, the more angry he saw from the corner of his eyes that an Liqi put down the phone and walked towards the direction of the coffee machine, cleared his throat and spoke faintly:
"do you really want to see him?"
An Liqi was stunned, turned to smile at him, nodded her head and said:
"I promised before, but I almost forgot when I came back..."
"He is short of doctors. I can find the best bonesetting doctor for him. If you go there, you can't stay in hospital for him..."
His tone is a little uncontrollable, the pen in his hand also takes strength, if not for the golden pen, he would have broken it.
An Liqi shook her head helplessly:
"it's not what you think, it's a visit between friends..."
"What kind of friend? Your husband is ill. How can I have time to see a friend?"
Ling Zhenyu simply swung the pen in his hand, raised his hand to cover his heart, and his face was immediately pale
An Liqi frowned. As her eyes were staring at him, she didn't ignore the pain in his fundus. Her voice changed in fright:
"Ling Zhenyu, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me!"
She rushed to him and glared at him anxiously. Before she spoke again, she listened to his feeble question:
"can we not go?"
Without any thinking, an Liqi immediately nodded:
"if we don't go, we'll go to the hospital first, and I-I'll call..."
Before he left, he was pulled into his arms again. His face had returned to normal, and his voice had confidence:
"don't go, I'm fine."
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