The favorite of the wealthy group: Gu Shao has a soft spot

This question caught Zhong Qing a little off guard, but she still told her the truth: "Not yet, it's just that he announced it unilaterally."

Yan Lu has been abroad and doesn't know much about domestic affairs, so it's normal to ask this question.

Just when Zhong Qing was worried that Yan Lu was also Gu Yanze's fan girl, Yan Lu took the initiative to explain: "No wonder you didn't wear a ring. Gu Shao is really serious, how can you just say nothing? It would be great to hold the engagement ceremony early, and then get married, Honeymoon, you can also go home and relax a little bit, so you don’t have to work so hard like you are now.”

Her caring appearance is like a caring big sister, so enthusiastic that Zhong Qing is even embarrassed.

Zhong Qing replied dumbfoundedly: "Sister Lu, we are not ready yet, we are only in love at the moment."

"Then it shouldn't be said that you are his fiancée. That's all said, what will you do in the future? Doesn't he think about your situation?" Yan Lu didn't hide the worry on her face, but it always made Zhong Qing feel weird .

"What are you talking about?" Wei Yuanzhi came out of the office, walked to them and asked curiously.

"It's nothing..." Zhong Qing didn't want to have too much communication with Wei Yuanzhi outside of work, and didn't intend to tell him, but Yan Lu said it first,

"We're talking about Young Master Gu. It's too irresponsible to claim that Zhong Qing is his fiancée before we get engaged, and it will ruin Zhong Qing's reputation." Yan Lu gritted her teeth, as if she was the heroine of the story.

"It's not that exaggerated, he has no choice." Zhong Qing thought of Gu Yanze being forced by Gu Tingsheng and Huang Wanying to be with Miss Zhou's family, and instantly felt the urge to forgive him.

Obviously he has done so many things for himself, and now he behaves well, and he still respects himself, and it is not impossible to forgive him.

"If you have to, you can't use the girl's reputation as a shield, right? Who will dare to marry in the future?" Yan Lu blurted out, realized what she was talking about, and immediately changed her words, "That's not what I meant, don't take it to heart when I love you."

Of course Zhong Qing wouldn't take it to heart, she just thought Yan Lu's idea was very funny.

She is clearly an independent woman in the 21st century, but she can say such a thing, this person is really confused.

"It's okay, I won't take it to heart." With Wei Yuanzhi around, Zhong Qing didn't want to stay too long, so he simply gave up the space to the two of them, "You guys talk first, I have sent today's manuscript to the boss, so I'll get off work first back home."

"In the future, you don't need to send your manuscript to the boss, just send it to me." Yan Lu suddenly interrupted Zhong Qing's words, making Zhong Qing a little confused.

She glanced at Wei Yuan, but she saw that Wei Yuanzhi didn't seem to understand Yan Lu's intentions very well: "What do you want to entrust to you? Zhong Qing, you should send it to me as usual, and I will follow up personally."

This was what he had agreed with Zhong Qing, to follow up on her works personally, what happened to Yan Lu?

"Are you still afraid that I won't be able to snatch your painter? I just see that you have worked too hard recently, and I want to help you share the work. I will hand it over to you when you recover." Yan Lu spoke in a very gentle tone, like ...like a wife caring for her husband.

Zhong Qing was taken aback by her own thoughts, she quickly shook her head, rubbed her temples, and said goodbye to them: "It's according to what the boss said, I'm not feeling well, so I'm going back first."

How could she have such an illusion?Wei Yuanzhi didn't see any meaning to Yan Lu, but Yan Lu seemed to be a little careful.

"I can't think about it anymore! It's too magical to think about it any more." Zhong Qing hurriedly forced herself to go back to the hotel to lie down and sleep.

After waking up, she went to the studio in a drowsy state. The meeting hadn't started yet, and Yan Lu and Wei Yuanzhi were looking at the documents.

Seeing her poor spirits, Wei Yuanzhi got up and poured her a glass of water, and placed it in front of Zhong Qing, "Didn't you feel fine this morning? Why are you feeling unwell again?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to cover Zhong Qing's forehead, and he was relieved that there was nothing unusual.

"I'm fine, I guess I've slept for a long time." Zhong Qing hugged the hot water dazedly, pushed Wei Yuanzhi's hand away, and lay down on the table with her eyes closed.

"Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Wei Yuanzhi was still a little worried about her, "Why don't we hold the meeting for a while and go back to rest."

"Boss, how can Zhong Qing be so hypocritical? People say she slept too much, so don't think about it." Yan Lu closed the document, walked to Zhong Qing's side, and gently rubbed her temples, "I'll give her a massage." Knead, it should be better."

Seeing her such a virtuous wife and loving mother, Zhong Qing instantly sobered up a lot, but she still blushed and pretended to be dizzy: "Thank you, Sister Lu, I'm much better now."

"I can remember as much as I can remember in the meeting for a while, and I will listen for you. If you don't understand, you can find me." Like a model colleague in the new century, Yan Lu tried her best to help Zhong Qing.

"Thank you so much! Sister Lu!" Zhong Qing sniffed emotionally, waiting for the meeting to start.

Sure enough, as Yan Lu said, Zhong Qing didn't remember much, and no one told her that this meeting was about her work progress requirements in the first half of next year, but didn't Wei Yuanzhi say that he would discuss animation production?

Zhong Qing listened in a cloud of fog, as if she had returned to a high-level mathematics class in a university, starting with an empty mind and ending with a full mind.

As soon as the meeting here ended, Zhong Qing hurriedly found Wei Yuanzhi: "Boss, didn't you talk about animation production? Why did it suddenly change to work progress? I wasn't even prepared."

Originally, she had a work record book, but she couldn't take it during the meeting, right?

"Didn't Yan Lu tell you?" Wei Yuanzhi looked at her equally suspiciously, "When I was in the studio, I already adjusted the content of the meeting, and I asked her to go out and tell you, didn't she say?"

"No." Zhong Qing looked at him in astonishment, not knowing when Yan Lu had told her about it.

"I'll ask her." Wei Yuanzhi looked at Yan Lu who was working outside the glass door, signaled Zhong Qing not to talk, and went out first.

Zhong Qing hid behind the air conditioner next to the glass door, looked at them through the crack of the door, not far away, could vaguely hear their conversation: "Didn't you inform Zhong Qing?"

"I have already notified, why, did she say I didn't notify?" Yan Lu looked aggrieved, almost stunned by Zhong Qing.

When did she say that?
Wei Yuanzhi was still chatting with Yan Lu, and Zhong Qing had been overwhelmed by thunder. She thought about it carefully, but she couldn't remember Yan Lu telling herself about it.

In the morning, she was obviously chatting with herself, when did she notify herself of this matter?

Just when Zhong Qing was still hesitating, Wei Yuanzhi pushed the door open and came in, Zhong Qing looked at Yan Lu outside, but saw that her eyes were red, wondering if she had been scolded?

"Boss, I really haven't been notified." Zhong Qing looked at Wei Yuanzhi with certainty.

"I believe you. But Yan Lu is not a liar, maybe one of you has forgotten." Wei Yuanzhi sighed, and handed his meeting minutes to Zhong Qing, "I wrote this, you take it and make a copy One copy, let's get over this matter."

Although Zhong Qing felt that she was not wrong, Yan Lu's identity made it impossible for Zhong Qing to pursue it.

Could it be that I forgot?

Zhong Qing went out with Wei Yuanzhi's meeting minutes in her arms, Yan Lu walked over to those stacks of papers, and said with red eyes: "Zhong Qing, I really told you about this, is it because you were dizzy and forgot?"

"Maybe, I don't remember either. It's just a trivial matter, there's no need to be so sad." Zhong Qing was most afraid of seeing a woman cry, so she immediately said perfunctory.

"This is the minutes of the meeting I wrote. I copied a copy for you just now, so take it as an apology to you." As she said, Yan Lu bowed to Zhong Qing, and made Zhong Qing take half a step back in fright. She helped up.

"Sister Lu, what are you doing? I don't blame you." Zhong Qing was so anxious that his tongue was tied up, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Yan Lu has much more seniority than Sister Yang, how dare she make her bow and apologize to herself for such a trivial matter!

Zhong Qing obediently took the minutes of the meeting, put it on Wei Yuanzhi's copy, and quickly bowed: "Thank you, Sister Lu, I'll read it when I get back."

"Okay, pay attention to safety on the road." Yan Lu reminded carefully.

As the weather turned colder, Zhong Qing wanted to go back early, so he simply didn't copy Wei Yuanzhi's records, and took them back directly.

In the hotel, after Zhong Qing finished washing, she sat cross-legged on the bed in her pajamas, and compared the two meeting minutes, both of them were the same, but there was an error in the delivery date.

"Why did Sister Lu and Wei Yuanzhi write differently?" Zhong Qing stared at the two pieces of paper curiously while applying the mask.

Wei Yuanzhi's handwriting is strong and restrained, while Yan Lu's handwriting is beautiful and beautiful, which looks very pleasing to the eye. The only drawback is that the important time points on the two records are almost different.

"The Mercury is retrograde to the end today! Everything is not going well!" Distraughtly tidying up the two records, Zhong Qing lay on the bed bitterly, sighing.

"Tomorrow is the weekend, so I can only confirm with them next Monday." Zhong Qing is glad that these tasks are not in a hurry, otherwise he will have a headache.

However, Zhong Qing had forgotten that Gu Yanze had said that he was going to find her on the weekend!

So when she opened the door and saw Gu Yanze who had been standing at the door carrying a bun for an unknown how long, she swallowed a yawn abruptly.

"You... oh, it's the weekend." Only then did Zhong Qing remember the message he sent to himself.

"It just so happens that the company is fine, so I came to see you." Gu Yanze handed her the warm steamed stuffed bun, and the sunlight shone through the window on Gu Yanze's shoulders, which was gentle and comfortable.

"Your company seems to be fine recently." Zhong Qing took the steamed stuffed bun and complained angrily.

This time, she turned sideways and let Gu Yanze walk in.

After a long time, Gu Yanze walked into the room of love again, and Gu Yanze felt a wonderful sense of happiness.

"Any plans for today?" Gu Yanze sat on the chair and looked at Zhong Qing expectantly.

Catching his gaze, Zhong Qing sighed, "No matter what my plan is, you've already decided to follow me, right?"

"I will keep my distance." Gu Yanze reassured again and again, and said sternly.

He was so "considerate", Zhong Qing couldn't help but soften his heart, "It's all here, is it necessary to keep a distance? Anyway, there is no difference of one or two meters between you and me."

When Zhong Qing's voice fell, Gu Yanze stared at her excitedly, not sure if her words were true, until he met Zhong Qing's soft gaze, he asked in a trembling voice: "You, did you forgive me?"

The fool!If you don't forgive him, why tell him this?

Zhong Qing squeezed a small bun and stuffed it into her mouth, and said vaguely: "You don't have to forgive me."

It's a pity that she couldn't control the smile on the corner of her mouth.