Three years later.

In a high-grade office building, a woman, wearing light professional clothes, buttock skirt, slim legs, gorgeous high-heeled shoes, hair on her shoulders, red lips and beautiful eyes, walked into the lobby of the company.

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to look at the enviable woman, walked towards the elevator, pressed the elevator, and then stepped into it.

Women come to their own office, spacious and bright office, every time she has been elaborately decorated in the past three years.

Zhao bingyue crossed the edge of the table and went to her own position. Unconsciously, she had spent her three years here.

The door of the office was knocked, and her subordinates came in, also dressed as elites, with papers in their hands.

"What's the matter?" Zhao bingyue turned on her computer and began to make her design.

She studied interior design in school. Now she is back in her own field, but she is also very handy. In three years, she has set up her own small team.

"Mr. Zhao, I have just received an order. A customer wants to talk to you face to face. I think they are a big order, so I promise you first."

The subordinate put the information on her desk. Zhao bingyue took a look at it. It's really a big list and nodded: "I know. Send me the location of the other party's appointment. I'll go and have a look in the afternoon."

When the subordinates left, Zhao bingyue called him again: "do you have the other party's information?"

"No

Zhao bingyue, who wanted to check the other party's reputation, could only give up for the time being.

"I see. Go on." Zhao bingyue lowered her head and continued to deal with the work, but she always felt that the people in the office didn't go out, "how can I still..."

Zhao bingyue's words stopped abruptly, and her eyes fell on the man standing at the door. Her brows wrinkled: "Why are you here again?"

Holding a handful of flowers in his hand, the man went to her desk and gave them to her: "the freshest flowers, of course, should be sent to the beauty's hands in time. How about having dinner with me today?"

The man is looking forward to waiting for her answer, but in exchange for her heartless refusal: "Mr. Jiang, I still have a big list to go out today. I really don't have time to have dinner with you. Don't give me these flowers. I really don't like them. It's a waste if you give them to me."

"It doesn't matter. If you don't like to give it away, you can't, but I can't help it out of my heart."

Zhao bingyue is a little speechless. He comes to her every day to invite her to dinner. Even if he is rejected by her every time, he never gives up.

Zhao bingyue really doesn't know whether to say that he is brave or that he has strong willpower. He doesn't have the heart to be rejected like this.

As long as it's her staff.

"Well, if you don't mind, just wait here with your flowers. I went out in advance." Zhao bingyue packed things and left the office directly.

The man was just about to catch up when he was stopped by someone standing outside the office.

Zhao bingyue came to the meeting room, held a meeting with everyone, and then came to the restaurant with her assistant summary to talk about things.

Her schedule is very tight every day, and only when she is on the road, the summary will dare to tell her some gossip.

For example, Xiaojie blinked her eyes and asked her curiously: "Mr. Zhao, people in the company are very curious that you are so beautiful. Why are you single all the time?"

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