"Mr. Zhao, this......" Du xiatong looked around.

Zhao Qiqing waved: "it's all right, you go out."

"Sister Qiqing, don't worry, I'll be good." Rong Yan said cleverly.

Zhao Qiqing perfunctorily opened the computer and began to check the company's information. These days, it is really because Fu xishen is ill and has no time to take into account the company's projects. Now it is time to relax and have a good look.

It can be seen from the naked eye that the company is developing rapidly, and many good companies also have the intention to cooperate. Zhao Qiqing selected several, sorted them out and sent them to Du xiatong, so that the following people began to prepare the cooperation content.

It was not until it was getting dark that Zhao Qiqing put down her pen.

At this time, the door was just pushed open. Rong Yan didn't know when to go out and bring in a cup of tea. He put the tea at Zhao Qiqing's hand: "president Zhao, I'll give you cool tea. You can drink it now."

Zhao Qiqing looked at the smiling man: "how do you know I'll stop working now?"

"I don't know. It's a coincidence. I just want to prepare the tea star for you here. I didn't expect sister Qiqing to finish her work." Rong Yan smiled and showed his white teeth: "maybe this is fate."

Zhao Qiqing didn't look at him anymore. She just took a sip of tea and said, "get ready to go and take me to the restaurant you ordered."

"OK." Rong Yan also picked up the suit he put down on the sofa.

The restaurant is not close to Shenghui group. It takes half an hour to reach the destination by car.

This place is where Zhao Qiqing has been before. The local dishes cooked in this restaurant are very in line with her taste.

Zhao Qiqing looked at Rong Yan: "I didn't expect you to choose here."

Rong Yan admitted: "of course, I've done my homework. Of course, I've known what you like to eat, sister Qiqing. I found that this dish is good."

"Miss Zhao, you're here. Please come in." The lobby manager of the hotel saw Zhao Qiqing and immediately greeted him with a smile.

Rong Yan looked at the lobby manager: "do you know her?"

"Zhao is always a regular here!" The manager smiled and led the two men up.

"Does Zhao always have a fixed position here?" Rong Yan asked.

"Yes, but president Zhao usually sits with her husband." The manager's meaning is very clear. Zhao Qiqing didn't bring her familiar face this time. Whether she can do it in the past depends on president Zhao's meaning.

Rong Yan also understood his face: "sister Qiqing, take me to the place where you often sit. If sister Qiqing's eyes are wrong, you will see a beautiful scenery."

Before Zhao Qiqing refused, Rong Yan immediately said, "in fact, I'm not sure if I can make an appointment with sister Qiqing, so I'm in a hurry and the seat is not very good. It's better to cancel my position and go directly to the position you used to sit in sister Qiqing!"

"Waiter, if there is no one in sister Qiqing's original position, take us there."

When Rong Yan spoke, he didn't give Zhao Qiqing time to react and made a decision directly.

Zhao Qiqing was silent. Finally, under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, she compromised: "well, take us there."

Rong Yan's eyes brightened and followed the waiter to the small box in front of the French window. The box can accommodate four people. His privacy is very good.

"Sister Qiqing, do you usually eat here?" Rong Yan asked.

"Yes, the floor here is already very high. You can just see the brightly lit world outside. The whole person will be very relaxed." Zhao Qiqing said.

"But I heard that the best view of this restaurant is on the top floor. You can not only see the outside world, but also look up at the starry sky." Rong Yan paused and asked, "why doesn't sister Qiqing go up and sit...?"

"When I came here, I was in the rush hour of eating here, so there was no seat upstairs. I got used to it later." Zhao Qiqing said, "and if you want to sit in the open air upstairs, there's nothing wrong with this position now."

"Sister Qiqing doesn't like the open air?" Rong Yan thought for a while and came to a conclusion.

"Not really." Zhao Qiqing's answer was ambiguous and didn't mean to continue to answer.

Rong Yan did not continue to ask, but quietly looked at Zhao Qiqing.

Zhao Qiqing put down the cup in her hand: "what do you always look at me like this?"

"Just think sister Qiqing is in a bad mood?" Rongyan's tone had some cautious meaning.

"No." Zhao Qiqing quickly denied.

"Why does sister Qiqing talk so coldly?" Rong Yan asked.

"I always talk like this. Where's the coldness?" Zhao Qiqing doesn't think so.

"No, sister, there's still a trace of temperature when you talk to me this afternoon, but now there's only a cold answer. Did I do something wrong?" Rong Yan said.

Zhao Qiqing looked at Rong Yan's appearance and recalled what she had just looked like. It seemed that there was no problem?

"Sorry, maybe it's because I'm distracted and didn't pay attention to my tone." Zhao Qiqing thought of a more stable answer.

"Sister Qiqing, do you have something on your mind?" Rong Yan asked, "if so, you can say it and everyone can help solve it together."

Zhao Qiqing didn't speak. Rong Yan waited for a while, wondering whether she acquiesced or didn't want to mention it.

But his purpose this time is to let Zhao Qiqing open her heart. In this way, there must be a breakthrough.

"Let me guess, is sister Qiqing's affair related to President Fu?" Rong Yan picked up chopsticks and conveniently picked up vegetables for Zhao Qiqing.

"This is my personal problem. It has nothing to do with you. Have a good meal." Zhao Qiqing's tone returned to the freezing point again.

Rongyan immediately seized the opportunity, immediately stared and said, "listen, that's the tone! Just sister Qiqing, that's the tone!"

Zhao Qiqing didn't expect that Rong Yan didn't continue to ask, but caught the problem of her tone. She had to soften down first: "sorry, I didn't pay attention."

Rong Yan shook his head: "sister Qiqing, you don't have to say sorry to me. When people are in a bad mood, they will have a bad tone. I also understand very much."

"Besides, don't you also treat me as your own brother? It's normal to share some things, including emotions and trouble."

Rong Yan smiled cleverly, but tried to make Zhao Qiqing fall into his trap step by step: "sister Qiqing, are you sad about the recent general manager Fu's lacy news?"

"But Mr. Fu is obviously not that kind of person. Does it mean that Mr. Fu didn't explain to you when he went back?"