Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

A few more things were explained, and the meeting ended.

Zhao Qichen looked at his watch, and walked out of the conference room first, while Xiaopang and Mahou secretly curled their lips behind.

Everyone went back to the room or went to the training room one after another, but Wen Zhouxing suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Qichen.

"I think it's time for us to talk."

Zhao Qichen looked back at him, the two looked at each other and left together without saying anything.

As before, the two climbed onto the roof. The weather was getting warmer and the evening wind was very pleasant.

The dark sky is full of stars, and tomorrow must be a fine day.

Zhao Qichen sat on the bench on the roof, touched his pocket, took out the cigarette case, and silently lit a cigarette.

Ever since he was with Lin Qiuran, he hadn't touched her again. Now that she wasn't here, Zhao Qichen was busy with work, so he started smoking.

Wen Zhouxing watched the people over there swallowing clouds and mist, and couldn't help frowning, but he didn't mean to stop him.

After all, during the recent period, their entire team rested after the joy of winning the championship, while Zhao Qichen was under the strong pressure of his lover leaving without saying goodbye and the family business pressing down on him.

"I'm sorry about the new manager."

Zhao Qichen exhaled smoke and remained silent. Wen Zhouxing looked at him, avoided his eyes and continued: "One thing, you have to be clear, Lin Qiuran has already left, and I don't know if she will come back, but you plan to wait until she comes back." Has it always been like this?"

"The team still has competitions, and your mother's company, I beg you, where did the former Zhao Qichen go?"

What Wen Zhouxing said was a little bit of integrity. Recently, Zhao Qichen should really train and go to the company.

But only they knew that since Lin Qiuran left, he seemed to have lost his soul all day long, and after the new manager came today, his attitude was even more so, which made Wen Zhouxing feel very disappointed.

Zhao Qichen stomped out the cigarette end silently, squinted his eyes, and said lightly, "Say, will she come back?"

Wen Zhouxing let out a breath and stopped looking at him.

"Maybe."

Zhao Qichen stood up with a chuckle, and patted the dust off his suit pants.

"Okay, I get it, I won't embarrass you, I will do my best for the competition, you promised me a condition before, remember?"

Wen Zhouxing curled his lips, that was a bad meeting, and nodded lightly.

"Okay, I will fulfill this wish now, I need your help with something."

Wen Zhouxing turned his head and looked at him with some puzzlement.

In the following period of time, Zhao Qichen never put on a face again, trained seriously, and never had a conflict with Yu Xintian again.

It's just that after that conversation, Wen Zhouxing and him seem to have a better relationship. The two often discuss things together, and they seem to be very satisfied with each other.

It was not convenient for the rest of the team to ask, and no one asked them at all.

On this day, Zhao Qichen was training with the team members in the training room when he suddenly received a call and left with Wen Zhouxing after the round.

Ma Hou turned his head to look at the two people who agreed to leave, and curled his lips.

"What do you think is the situation between the two of them? I have never seen such a good relationship before."

The old wolf glanced at it, shrugged his shoulders, and said that he didn't know.

"That is to say, the project leader over there has agreed to meet with you?"

Zhao Qichen nodded while driving, and continued happily: "Thanks to your father for connecting, otherwise we would have no chance to win this bidding quota."

Wen Zhouxing leaned on the back of his chair and let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, my father is just being a favor, the rest depends on your strength, we can't do much."

Zhao Qichen grinned: "Don't worry, I've already prepared it. This time, the person in charge is going to come to the company for an assessment. I've already made the preparations there, but there will be another competition in a few days. I hope the time will not collide."

Wen Zhouxing nodded, and the two drove all the way back to the company.

In the office, Su Xinrui was sitting on the sofa waiting for the two of them. When she saw Zhao Qichen coming in, she immediately greeted them.

"I heard that you picked up the bidding quota for this project. That's great. It really is my son."

Zhao Qichen was indifferent, and quickly began to introduce the people around him: "This is Wen Zhouxing, the coach of our team, and thanks to his father's help this time, we were able to get in touch with the project leader smoothly."

Su Xinrui and Wen Zhouxing shook hands with a smile, arranged for them to sit down, and began to discuss the assessment.

"A week later, they will come to the company for an assessment. I don't know the exact time, but I plan to leave this matter to you. You must prepare well. Winning this project is a bargaining chip to bring down Dandong. "

Zhao Qichen looked at Wenzhouxing beside him, and said with some embarrassment: "But I may have a competition in a week. If I am in charge here, how can I have time to compete?"

Su Xinrui was taken aback, and after thinking for a while, she said decisively: "You must be responsible for the project. As for the other things, if you can take care of them, then I won't stop them. If you can't, you know."

Su Xinrui has always disapproved of Zhao Qichen being such an e-sports player. In her eyes, she is doing nothing. Now that she has made a name for herself, she will not stop her. If the project is delayed, she will naturally not agree.

"I see, I'll take care of it."

Su Xinrui nodded, she still had a meeting to attend, so she left the office.

After she left, Zhao Qichen leaned back in the chair and touched his forehead instantly, looking very troubled.

"It's just a friendly match, I can let Maoyu replace you."

Wen Zhouxing couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened his mouth and said, Zhao Qichen sat up abruptly after hearing this.

The result of taking both sides into account is very likely that neither can be done well, so he can only nod in embarrassment.

At night, Wen Zhouxing returned to the villa. When everyone saw that Zhao Qichen hadn't come back with him, Ma Hou hurried forward to ask.

"Where's the boss? Why didn't you see him come back?"

Wen Zhouxing sat on the sofa and poured a glass of water, took a few gulps, and smacked his lips.

"His company has very important projects to work on, and I'm afraid we won't be able to play friendly matches, Maoyu, you can take his place."

Mao Yu, who was named, was stunned, and immediately said after waking up: "How can this be possible? The captain is in command, and I have never commanded before. How can I replace him?"

One more thing he didn't say was that Mao Yu's sniping ability was far from Zhao Qichen's.

Wen Zhouxing rubbed his eyebrows, and said lightly: "I know, but this is a friendly match. If you play well, Zhao Qichen will be scolded, and if you play badly, you will be scolded. It's like this anyway, so be mentally prepared."

Everyone was silent, Mao Yu lowered his head with a sad face, although he had been looking forward to this opportunity, but when the opportunity came, he wanted to shrink back.