Chapter 301

The group leader went to work with a handsome follower. The people in the office were stunned.

After hearing the order, Zhang Li goes to the conference room and drags a chair out. He puts it by the door according to the position he says.

Fu Chen looked at the chair beside the garbage can and laughed angrily.

He strode in, pulled a chair casually, sat down, legs up, and put it on the table: "I sit here."

That's Zhao Yang's position. He casually found the nearest one to Joss, which is Zhao Yang's position.

Zhao Yang hasn't come yet. It's just over eight forty. She always takes the same bus to get to the station at forty. It takes ten minutes to walk by.

Tension licked his lips and felt it necessary to remind him: "well, this position is occupied. She may..."

"Then sit down." Joss winked at the tension and told him not to talk too much.

Fu Chen looked at her face with a smile. She was funny and squinted, but she didn't care much.

A few of Chen Xin's colleagues just recovered. They looked at Jos and Fu Chen: "team leader, this..."

"Don't worry about him. Let's just do our own work. Let's work hard today. Go to the construction site again. I'll come back in the afternoon. We should keep a close eye on those who steal building materials before we catch them. Don't have any more problems."

Zhang Li answers, looks at Fu Chen again, goes back to his position and begins to take things. He originally went directly to the construction site today, but some documents need to be taken from the office.

At this time, two people came in, Xia Hao and Zhao Yang.

Xia Hao's face was full of spring breeze, and his expression was clear when he saw it. He must have just gone to the tenth floor and chatted with Chen Su Su again.

Zhao Yang just arrived. As soon as she came in, she saw that she was an excellent looking man. She looked a little familiar and seemed to have seen him anywhere. But it didn't matter. The important thing was that the man put his feet on her desk with his legs up.

Two steps into the hands of the backpack hit on the table, looking at the man with a cold face: "Hello, who are you?"

Fu Chen raised an eye, looking at this fierce short hair woman, recognized her, also did not have that person model dog appearance outside, directly tut a, closed an eye: "don't concern your business."

Zhao Yang angry smile, looking at joss: "this person who ah, you when the team leader, casually let people come to our office?"

"I gave him another seat. He had to sit here," he said

"Sit here? How long will it take? " Zhao Yang looked at Fu Chen, temper up: "get out of the way, this is my seat."

Pay no attention to the dust.

Zhao Yang was a shrewd man. He wanted to be angry. He didn't bother to talk about it. He went straight over and grabbed the back of the chair behind him. He began to shake people down.

It's a chair with wheels. It's not fixed at all. In addition, Fu Chen's feet are on the table and he has no strength. After a few moments, he falls down.

He got up and patted his clothes. Seeing the woman with short hair raising her eyebrows, he snorted to him and sat down on the chair. He laughed angrily.

It's good for Jos to watch the play. She knows that Zhao Yang is not easy to be provoked. Thinking of the certificates she has to test, she thinks that she must let Zhao Yang vent her anger.

And Zhao Yang is also very competitive, one to pay a dust down.

Fu Chen stands by and looks at her. He knows the woman. Last time Jos was taken away by Meng Chen, she came here. She was Jos's best friend or a colleague. Anyway, she was close.

He stepped forward two steps, holding the back of her chair.

Is this a plan to get rid of other girls?

Xia Hao and Chen Xin are nearby. They have already got up and rushed up to stop them. Even Qiao Si is afraid that Zhao Yang will get hurt and is ready to get up.

But see Fu Chen spin a chair, let Zhao Yang is facing him, hands on both sides of the armrest of the chair, so looking at her, hook lips smile, face low, close to her: "no one taught you, polite word?"

His voice is not angry, at least not heavy, but with a kind of soft feeling, sweet like saying love words.

With black lines on his face, Jos went over to him and pulled him away. "Please, just be quiet."

Fu Chen twisted his head, looked at her, and put his hand on her shoulder: "who in the world is looking for trouble for me? Jos, it's not Jing chihan and my brother. I want to take care of your business? It's useless for you to be dissatisfied with me. My temper is just like this. I can't stand it. Tell your man that I'll go. "

I seem to have done it.

Even though the situation is not good now, Fu Chen's temper never stops because of the glory of his superiors all the year round.

She clapped his hand, pulled the man by the sleeve and pulled him into the conference room.

"If you don't have a meeting today, you can just sit here and do whatever you want. It's OK to raise your feet or lie down."

He pulled a chair and sat in the middle of the table, his feet really cocked up on the conference table again.

Jos let out his breath and let it go. Get out.

Outside, Zhao Yang screwed his eyebrows and watched joss return to his position before he asked, "who is he?"

"There's something wrong with Mr. Jing. He didn't scare you just now."

The man was very close just now. Zhao Yang felt that his breath was strange, licentious and strange.

She frowned, shook her head and sat back.

Jos saw that she was all right and didn't care. She started to do things.

A handsome man came to the 13th floor. I don't know who spread it. One morning, people kept coming up, especially Chen Xin. While they were in the previous department, they all came to talk about the past. They were all female colleagues. Occasionally, several male colleagues were also assigned by female colleagues to inquire about the news.

At noon, joss looked at the time. It was still early. He could have dinner and go to the construction site. He called Fu Chen.

But as soon as he entered the meeting room, he saw that he was surrounded by a bunch of beautiful women, leaning forward and talking to them: "you're not very good at palms."

"Why not?" He caught the beauty face red, a pair of eyes looking at him.

Fu Chen chuckles and draws her finger in her palm, which makes the beauty blush even more: "how miserable the beauty is. You are a beauty, can you do it?"

"I hate it." When the beauty kneaded, she was angry.

Other women are either envious, or envious of looking at, bold, but also together, to look.

This time, Fu Chen doesn't look at his palms any more. Looking at his face, he grabs the face of a beautiful woman with a small face and looks around. His fingertips run across other people's pink face again. He touches it and eats enough tofu before he says, "look at your eyes. In the future, I'm sure the husband and wife will be harmonious and the family will have a full moon."