Chapter 64

The brain circuits of foreigners are really strange. Song Jiuyue tilts his head and looks at Fu Qian. He finds that the other party doesn't want to pay attention to himself. He is stunned. What's the matter?

Fu Jin is very angry now. He doesn't want to pay attention to song September, so he lifts his feet and leaves.

Song Jiuyue has no choice but to follow him in a hurry. Fu Jin gets on the bus, and she gets on the bus, but both of them are silent.

Mo Yi also felt the unusual atmosphere behind him. He pushed his glasses. A glimmer of light flashed on the lens. It was a long time before he closed the partition and completely cut off the back.

Song Jiuyue wants to speak, but this person just betrays his appearance, so she should be in a bad mood. She wants to comfort her, but as a result, she opens her mouth.

"Fu Jin, don't be sad. It's just that you've sold out a hue. As long as the money lost by the company can come back, it's also right to suffer some losses for the time being."

Song Jiuyue regretted that he could not speak. When he caught Fu Jinyin's eyes, he shrank.

"You say I betray sex?"

When Fu Yan said this, he almost ground it out word by word from his teeth. His eyes were like hooks, staring at Song September.

"Yes I'm sorry

Song Jiuyue apologized quickly. At this time, he felt that the whole carriage was frozen and the atmosphere was dreary and terrible.

When the car arrived at its destination, Fu Yan pushed the door open. He didn't bother to look at Song Jiuyue again and went directly into the house.

Song Jiuyue weakly follows, glances at Aunt Qiu's worried eyes and shakes her head secretly, indicating that she doesn't know what's going on.

Fu Jin went upstairs alone and took a stuffy bath. Song Jiuyue waited for him to finish his busy work before he went to the kitchen and brought a glass of water. Sitting on the sofa, he recalled his words and deeds today. After several times of thinking, he still didn't feel that he was wrong. I think it was Fu Jin's insanity again.

"Miss Song, Mr. Fu, he seems very unhappy."

"I can see it, but I don't know what's wrong with him. You can see it clearly. He has a strange temper."

In fact, Mr. Fu Qiu thinks you care about people.

But this kind of thing, others say it is meaningless, to find their own will feel better.

Song Jiuyue sat down for a while, but he didn't want to go into the bedroom. He opened Fu Yan's study and paid attention to it on the sofa. He was too embarrassed to bother aunt Qiu, so he lay down and went to sleep.

Fu Jiao waited in the room, but he still couldn't see anyone. He thought that he would not go back. He got up and went downstairs in his pajamas.

Downstairs only autumn aunt a person is still busy, see the fury down Fu disaster, Leng Leng.

"Mr. Fu, you..."

"What about song September?"

"Isn't Miss Song upstairs?"

Aunt Qiu frowned suspiciously. She watched Miss Song go up.

Fu Jin somehow felt better. She went upstairs again in her pajamas. At last, she found someone curled up on the sofa in her study. She moved faintly in her heart. She picked him up and planned to go back to her bedroom.

As soon as aunt Qiu went upstairs, she saw the picture of Fu Jin holding song September. Her face was a little relieved. She knew that Mr. Fu cared about Miss Song, but Miss Song didn't know it.

After entering the bedroom, Fu Jin gently put song September on the bed and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner. Then he held the man in his arms and fell asleep.

……

When song woke up on the second day of September, Fu Jin was no longer there, and he could not even be seen downstairs.

"Mr. Fu left early in the morning."

Aunt Qiu put the plate and said.

Song September leisurely finished breakfast, just swam to the company, just did not expect, just arrived at the top of the office, heard some women whispering voice, she heard a few words.

Poor, cooking, song September

It turned out that what they were discussing had something to do with themselves. Song September hesitated to ask what had happened, but he knew that most of the secretaries at the top didn't like her.

So she calmly went to her position, but unexpectedly, Mo had been waiting for her.

"Miss Song..."

Mo Yi was in a bit of a dilemma. He always felt that the boss was a little childish this time, but he didn't dare to disobey the boss's orders.

"The boss said, from today on, you are responsible for cleaning the top floor And I'm in charge of everyone's lunch. "

Let her clean up? And lunch?

In an enterprise as big as shengteng, besides secretaries, there must be dozens of top-level employees

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that those who usually cook for the top floor are all star chefs. If you just throw one out, it's also a person who has won all kinds of chef awards.Now let her, a person who can only make simple home cooking, cook for these people whose appetites have been raised. I'm afraid she will drown in saliva.

Song September mouth pursed, but Mo Yi convey the meaning is, this matter you have no choice, boss let you do what, you do what.

So she went straight to pick up the mop and started her sweeping career.

"Poof, I didn't expect her to be today."

"When I first came here, it was like something. I didn't expect it. Hum."

"If it wasn't for the sake of her being the boss's sister-in-law, I would have killed her long ago. It's really eye-catching."

A group of women are whispering, but song Jiuyue pretends that she can't hear. Anyway, she can't manage so much when her mouth is on others.

In fact, the top floor is not dirty, and even the floor is polished. It's hard work. At noon, song Jiuyue is directly called to the kitchen by Mo Yi. Looking at the piles of food, her eyes almost fall to the ground. She only knows that the staff on the top floor eat well, but she didn't expect it to be so good.

Flying in the sky, swimming in the water, climbing on the land, anyway, as long as there is something to eat in the food chain, there are almost all of them here.

"There are only two hours left for the meal. Shengteng's meal time has never been disordered since the establishment of the company. Come on, Miss Song."

Then he closed the door.

After all, if there are only a few people to fry food, it's not enough time for her.

But now she can't think of any other way except to do it.

Song Jiuyue went around the circle of ingredients for a long time, but she couldn't decide what to buy until she saw the baskets of eggs. Her eyes suddenly brightened. Now it seems that lunch should be available