"If you don't say it, you won't say it. Who hasn't had a first love yet!" Zhao Qiqing is somewhat angry.

Fu xishen put his hand on the steering wheel and froze: "what are you talking about?"

The second half of Zhao Qiqing's words were muttered, and she didn't expect to be heard.

She looked a little dodgy and turned her head: "I didn't say anything. Aren't I going to the company? Let's go quickly."

Fu xishen's deep eyes glanced at Zhao Qiqing. His deep eyes didn't expose his emotions.

Thin lips tight, no further questioning.

Their original plan was to go back to the company after reading Anning. Unexpectedly, they made a mistake on the way.

They have been blocked on Huiyuan road for more than half an hour and can't move a step.

"What's the matter? There's no accident ahead. Why is the traffic information so unreliable!"

Zhao Qiqing make complaints about the real-time traffic on the map, the first time he Tucao the software.

The above shows that the traffic on Huiyuan road is normal, which is completely different from the traffic jam now!

Although the weather in October is very pleasant, whoever stays on the main road for such a long time will run out of patience.

Fu xishen was talking about business on the ocean phone with one hand and steering the steering wheel with the other hand. He climbed forward with the endless motorcade, and his eyebrows had been frowning deeply for a long time.

"Well, look forward to our cooperation."

Finally, the phone was put down.

Fu xishen's blandness on his face disappeared, and the impatience in his eyebrows was no less than that of Zhao Qiqing.

Zhao Qiqing also can not bear to, want to find people to make complaints about it, but because of Fu Xishen and sulk before, this choice is also excluded.

She thought about it, and finally took a video and sent it to her circle of friends.

"I'm annoyed when I'm in a traffic jam..."

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Zhao Qiqing immediately buttoned up her mobile phone after sending it. Only the next second, the mobile phone rang.

Because of the traffic jam, her previously not so good mood has become worse.

So when receiving a strange call, Zhao Qiqing's tone was not very good.

"Hey, who?"

The other side was stunned. It seemed that Zhao Qiqing didn't expect this reaction.

Then he whispered and said, "sister Qiqing, is that you?"

Zhao Qiqing's ready belly of dirty words was immediately held back, "Rong Yan?"

"How did you get a strange number? What happened?" Zhao Qiqing asked suspiciously.

Her attention was all on the opposite side, and she didn't notice Fu xishen's instantaneous changing look around her.

"No, I just saw your circle of friends. Sister, are you on Huiyuan road?" Rong Yan's voice sounded a little tired.

"Yes, you are here too? I don't know what's wrong with this road today. It's been blocked for so long! We've been trapped here for a long time..."

Chatter without stop, Zhao Qiqing finally found out the object of Tucao, and make complaints about the real-time navigation.

He even came up with the idea of developing his own navigation software

Zhao Qiqing has been talking for a long time, but she can't do what she says.

But Rong Yan has been very patient to agree with Zhao Qiqing, which makes her feel very relieved.

"Hello, Rong Yan. By the way, where are you now? I don't think we can clear it up for a while now. Why don't we go for dinner first?"

"Uh huh!"

Zhao Qiqing wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Fu xishen's sudden voice.

Now Rong Yan heard it clearly, and the bright young voice also disappeared, and the tone fell down: "is there anyone around you, sister?"

Zhao Qiqing's face stiffened for a moment and made a vague sentence. She didn't take up the topic again.

Rong Yan, who was sitting in the nanny car over there, immediately looked ugly.

On one side, Zhang Feiqi witnessed Rongyan's second face change, his body shook subconsciously, and then quickly buried herself in dealing with the immediate emergency.

"Sister Qiqing, do you have something urgent to deal with?"

After a long time, Zhao Qiqing was trying to find an excuse to hang up the phone, and Rong Yan's low voice came from the receiver.

She gave a "ah" and said, "that's not particularly urgent..."

Rong Yan immediately took over: "just want to leave here right away, don't you?"

Zhao Qiqing didn't know what Rong Yan meant, so she answered along with his words: "yes, what does it mean to stay on the road all the time? In other words, the traffic police also..."

"OK, sister, I see. When you're finished, can I have dinner with you?"

Then Rong Yan thought of something and added, "it's just me and you, alone."

Zhao Qiqing is a little embarrassed. Even though she has told the story, she eats alone

"No, I may..."

"No! Rongyan! You can't do that!"

Zhang Feiqi's frightened voice on the opposite side scared Zhao Qiqing almost throw away her mobile phone, and her unspoken words were interrupted.

"What's the matter? What happened to Rongyan?"

"Doodle doodle..."

There was a mess across the street. It seemed that there was some dispute.

Before Zhao Qiqing asked, there was a busy tone in her mobile phone.

"Rongyan, no! I can rely on you for everything else, but not this time. Do you know how crazy the fans outside are? You will be hurt by those crazy fans!"

Zhang Feiqi grabbed Rong Yan's Cufflinks tightly, with a firm face.

Not to mention being injured, so many people are prone to stampede, not to mention on the road!

Rong Yan's eyes were flat, in sharp contrast to Zhang Feiqi's tension.

"What about injuries? They are all my fans. Shouldn't I go down to see them?"

"But many of them are black powder! They are paparazzi! Stop fooling around, Rong Yan. Just think I beg you this time. I really can't go down!"

Zhang Feiqi doesn't know that this is just an excuse for Rong Yan. All the reasons are just for Zhao Qiqing!

She kept the posture of stopping Rongyan and raised her head to let him look out of the window.

"There are illegitimate students in the dozen cars outside. Do you know what will happen after going down?"

Zhang Feiqi gasped for breath and tried her best to ease her tone: "I know you want president Zhao to leave as soon as possible, but it's really too dangerous. Will you hand it over to the police? I've contacted them."

Rong Yan took back his sight, moved gently and broke Zhang Feiqi's hand.

He was smiling, but very cold: "that's what you said half an hour ago, didn't you?"

"I, yes, it's because the road conditions are special and it's troublesome to deal with. It's difficult to evacuate because ordinary people gather..."

Zhang Feiqi lowered her voice.

Rong Yan still smiled and crossed Zhang Feiqi to let the driver open the door.

"So it's still useless."

Zhang Feiqi's face changed instantly, and then frantically photographed the mindless driver for several times to vent her anger.

"Don't contact the security personnel left in the crew!"