Sure enough, Fu xishen's seemingly careful and flattering behavior excited many female employees sitting here.

His voice was not small. Coupled with many people paying attention to the situation here, Zhao Qiqing was a little annoyed. She took the plate in Fu xishen's hand and sat down anywhere.

When Fu xishen saw her sit down, he returned to the queue and bought it for himself again.

This move really made many employees of Shenghui have a good impression, and everyone began to talk quietly again.

"The president and the president of Jingtian group really match each other."

"Why do two people have conflicts? If they are together, they will work together!"

"The key is that you look at President Fu of Jingtian group. If you get married in the future, how nice it would be to president Zhao. Such love is really admired."

Today's staff restaurant is surprisingly quiet. In addition to whispering, everyone is not as enthusiastic as usual.

Zhao Qiqing absently poked the rice on the plate and said to herself, "what can I envy? Envy the ten years I have wasted?"

"Say what?" Just as Fu xishen came back, he put his lunch opposite her and sat down.

"Nothing." Zhao Qiqing cleaned up her mood: "don't do this for me next time."

"No, I'm after you. These must be done." Fu xishen insisted.

Somehow, Zhao Qiqing has the feeling of lifting a stone and hitting her feet.

The surrounding discussion continued, and Zhao Qiqing angrily kicked Fu xishen under the table.

Fu xishen's face stiffened and looked at Zhao Qiqing. He didn't know why.

Zhao Qiqing confidently whispered, "you filled me with wine yesterday and deliberately brought me down today. I'll kick you. What's the matter?"

Fu xishen didn't explain: "well, since you want to play, just play for you."

Zhao Qiqing stared at him: "eat quickly!"

Fu xishen said, the eating appearance was still elegant, but the speed obviously accelerated a lot. When they finished eating, they took the elevator together and returned to the lounge again.

As soon as he entered, Fu xishen took off his clothes and put them in the wardrobe.

"What? You want to occupy my bed now?" Zhao Qiqing asked.

"No, let's have a rest." What Fu xishen said is very natural.

"Who's going to sleep with you? You go to sleep on the sofa!" Zhao Qiqing pointed forward and their eyes fell on the sofa, which was just the length that could let them sit down.

"Xiao Qing, don't be kidding. How can I sleep on such a small sofa?" Fu xishen asked helplessly.

"Who's kidding you? You have to stay here." Zhao Qiqing said indifferently and took the lead in lying on the big bed.

"OK." Fu xishen compromised and got up: "Xiao Qing, I wish you a good sleep."

Zhao Qiqing looked at Fu xishen sitting on the sofa. It was obvious that there was no way for him to rest. Fu xishen finally chose to sit and rest on the sofa.

Zhao Qiqing lay in bed, but couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

Fu xishen didn't make a sound. He just sat on the sofa and looked at it.

She secretly narrowed her eyes and looked at the people on the sofa. Fu Xi was absorbed. She yawned because she was sleepy, and then continued to look at her mobile phone.

Zhao Qiqing calmed down her mood, that is, he had to stick to herself. It had nothing to do with her. What was she worried about!

But the more you think about it, the more sad Zhao Qiqing is.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Qiqing sat up and got out of bed angrily, throwing the soft pillow on Fu xishen.

Fu xishen was really sleepy. He was slow to find Zhao Qiqing's reaction, so Zhao Qiqing suddenly stood up and made him look confused: "Xiaoqing, how did you get down?"

Her eyes moved to Zhao Qiqing's feet. She stood barefoot on the ground without shoes. Fu xishen picked her up: "the ground is cold and go to bed."

Zhao Qiqing struggled to jump down from him and commanded him: "you, go to bed."

Fu xishen looked surprised: "did you ask me to go to bed?"

"Come on, don't say good words twice!" Zhao Qiqing said angrily.

"Oh." Fu xishen looked at Zhao Qiqing's face, sat by the bed, took off his shoes, and then quietly went to bed: "Xiaoqing, come up quickly, I'll lie down."

Zhao Qiqing glared at him angrily, turned her head and padded the soft pillow on the sofa: "who wants to sleep with you."

"Xiaoqing you" Fu xishen looked at her lying on the sofa, ignored herself, and finally showed a smile on her face.

Ten minutes later, Fu xishen heard the sound of even breathing. He slowly got out of bed and saw Zhao Qiqing pick it up and put it on the bed.

How can he be willing to let his woman sleep on the sofa?

Fu xishen did all this and lay down beside Zhao Qiqing again. This time, he slept quietly.

At 2:30 p.m., it's time for the company to go to work.

Zhao Qiqing was awakened by the alarm clock and found herself lying back in bed, while Fu xishen had disappeared.

Zhao Qiqing dressed and went out. There was no shadow of her in the office. Only Du xiatong was watering the flowers.

"He's gone?" Zhao Qiqing asked.

"Mr. Zhao, I just came here and didn't see Mr. Fu." Du xiatong said.

Zhao Qiqing answered and sat back at her desk. She woke up and began to work formally.

Fu xishen has been on this trip for a long time.

Just when Zhao Qiqing thought he would not come back in the afternoon, the door of the office was opened.

Zhao Qiqing looked at the man and waited for him to give himself an answer. Unexpectedly, the man sat back to his position in the morning without saying a word, still holding the computer and began to work.

Zhao Qiqing somehow feels a little angry.

Working until the afternoon, there was no meeting all day. It was quite comfortable. Just when reading another document, Zhao Qiqing frowned. She shouted to Du xiatong: "was this the quotation of this material supplier at the beginning?"

Du xiatong looked at the contract and found something wrong: "president Zhao, if I remember correctly, this contract should be bought for 20 million. How did it become 40 million?"

This was a direct loss of 20 million yuan. Zhao Qiqing couldn't delay. She called the material dealer directly. The man over there quickly answered the phone: "Mr. Zhao? When we signed the contract for the batch of materials you said, didn't we say 40 million yuan? Where is 20 million yuan?"

"It's impossible. I clearly remember the material cost budget. If it's 40 million, our company can't agree." Zhao Qiqing said firmly that her secretary would not make such a mistake.

"Yo, Mr. Zhao, do you mean there is something wrong with our company?" The voice over there began to be strange.