On the 15th floor of Dingsheng group, the door of the president's office was pushed open. Fu Qing walked in from the outside, sat opposite Leng Shaoheng, and smashed a stack of documents on his black marble desk.

"I said, Mr. Leng, don't come to me for such trifles in the future. Is there no one in your heyday? I'm required to check the personnel files!" Fu Qing complains, gently picking his brows, showing a look of disdain.

Leng Shaoheng took the document he handed over and looked at it. He said in a low voice, "no, heyday is full of people, but I don't support idle people. Since I pay you a high price to hire you, I can't let you idle."

The corner of Fu Qing's mouth smoked. This man's thinking is really a complete businessman!

Leng Shaoheng looked up from the document after reading it. Only then did he find that his cheeks were purplish blue, and there was a small trace of blood stasis, which made his handsome face look like an oil painting and was splashed with paint.

He said with a sneer, "who are you asking to fight? How can you hang up the lottery?"

"Tut, how about it? Is it swollen now? I asked Jiang Fengming this morning, and he said it's very good. You can see at a glance that it's not good! " Fu Qing burst into a rage and covered his face with hatred.

"I'm curious about how to do it?" Leng Shaoheng looks at him cynically and leans his upper body lazily on the back of the chair, with a look of listening attentively.

"It's Jiang Fengming's fault. I have to save one of his employees! The female employee was intercepted by Ye Zheng's people when she came home. We helped her when we passed by. " Fu Qing said with displeasure.

Leng Shaoheng is not right. He jumps at the end of his eyes and asks in a deep voice, "what's the name of the female employee you're talking about?"

"It seems to be called Qingqing..." Fu Qing recalled with a low eyebrow.

"Shen Qingqing?" Leng Shaoheng suddenly opens his mouth.

"Yes! It's Shen Qingqing! " Fu Qing realized that Shen Qingqing was the woman Leng Shaoheng asked him to check in the middle of the night. Now the information is still in his hands.

When he saw that Leng Shaoheng's eyebrows were covered with a layer of cloud, he thought it was not good. The woman Leng Shaoheng saw was actually the one Jiang Fengming insisted on protecting!

"Is she embarrassed by the people under Ye Zheng?" Leng Shaoheng's voice was covered with shade.

"Yes, when we arrived, they were about to attack her." Fu Qingdun for a while, and then said, "but you can rest assured that ye Zheng has someone to help you solve it, you don't have to do it."

"Is it the wind of the river?" Leng Shaoheng was a little unhappy, and his eyes were as gloomy as black clouds.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang said that he had dirtied the reputation of the antique world, so he had to do it himself." Fu Qing light explanation.

"Forget it. Let President Jiang handle it." Leng Shaoheng finished, bent back to the desk to start working, Fu Qing see sensible retreat out.

But his mood has been chaotic, and he can't settle down. The thin document in his hand is very obscure to him, and he wants to tear it up.

Was she stopped on the road again? Why is she always in danger? Is she scared now?

These questions kept popping out of his mind, and finally he closed his eyes, closed the papers, and got out of the office.

He has never been off duty on time in recent years. This time, for her and those 9-to-5 employees, he scrambled for the peak of the flow of people, blocked the car for half an hour, and finally drove to the downstairs of her community.

He wanted to see her now and see if she was upset, scared or scared.

He rang her doorbell without hesitation, but when she opened the door, the scene in front of him suddenly made his heart fall to the bottom, and all his worries disappeared in that moment

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