Allow her to be pampered

Seeing that Chi Rong had hidden away, Wu Qingzhi said calmly, "Wait a moment."

He got up and left his seat, stepped forward to unlock the door, but he didn't open the door himself, only went back to sit behind the desk.

On the other side, Peng Yiru clearly heard the click, but still raised the corners of his lips, and knocked on the door again, then pushed the door open and entered with a great demeanor.

Presuming she didn't see Wu Qingzhi's cold eyes, she said softly when she opened her mouth: "Boss Wu, there is something wrong with an account here, please take a look."

After finishing speaking, he held out a booklet from behind, intending to hand it forward.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qingzhi coughed slightly, tapped his knuckles on the table lightly, and stopped her.

"Mr. Peng Yiru, your immediate superior is Jiang Xingguang."

Wu Qingzhi was expressionless, and then gave Peng Yiru a nonchalant glance, and said, "You know, this is a leapfrog report."

After finishing speaking, she saw that Peng Yiru was neither humble nor overbearing, let alone shrinking back, she just resolutely accepted the booklet.

"Boss Wu, I know I'm rude this time, but this matter is related to disaster relief supplies, so it's a big matter, and I have to report it to you."

Peng Yiru was so firm, especially when it was about the disaster relief supplies, Wu Qingzhi couldn't refuse anymore.

So he took the booklet and flipped through it.

Just a glance is shocking.

What is recorded in this account is the relief supplies that are going to be sent to the commander-in-chief recently.

Among them, some of the leather materials that should have been supplied by boss Cao, the veteran of the firm, turned out to be blank on the books.

"What's going on here!" Wu Qingzhi immediately lowered his eyes, his face was covered with gloom, "The Shuaifu will come to invoice soon, but you can't even calculate the bill!"

Peng Yiru was scolded angrily, but he was not discouraged. He just shook his head and said respectfully, "Boss Wu doesn't know something. This is blank. It's really Boss Cao's bullying and refusing to deliver."

The leather goods for disaster relief are extremely urgent, and they must be taken immediately to shelter the victims from the wind and rain, and there is no delay.

However, the production of fur goods has an objective construction period and cannot be changed by human effort. Wu Qingzhi decided to deliver the materials in installments in order to provide relief in time.

Now is the time when the volume of orders is the largest, Boss Cao repeats his old tricks, and the goods are under pressure, not to embarrass Wu Qingzhi, but to put the disaster victims at risk.

Wu Qingzhi was furious, and said in a deep voice: "...Okay, I understand, you just step back."

Peng Yiru got the order, and didn't stay for long, only glanced at the small porcelain pot on the desk, and asked ironically: "Boss Wu, the mung bean soup is too cold to drink, I brought honeysuckle tea, and I'll make it for you right away." Bring it."

"No need," Wu Qingzhi sneered impatiently, "Back down."

In this way, Peng Yiru subtly and secretly pouted, turned around and left.

As soon as the woman left, Chi Rong came out of the bathroom.

But seeing Wu Qingzhi's ten fingers intertwined, his chin lightly resting on the fingertips, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Chi Rong's lips and teeth were fighting, and he could only comfort him bluntly: "Wu Qingzhi...you, don't worry, don't be angry..."

She had already heard the ins and outs of the matter, and at such a difficult time, Boss Cao's attack on Wu Qingzhi was simply a stab in the back.

There is a saying that good and bad come together, Chi Rong feels that in the relationship between the two of them, she has enjoyed all the benefits, but when Wu Qingzhi is in trouble, she can only do nothing to help.

This taste was really unpleasant, and Chi Rong immediately lost the mood to drink mung bean soup.

Chi Rong was about to hang her head in frustration, but Wu Qingzhi waved to her, calling her to come forward.

"Chi Rong, I'm not angry."

Wu Qingzhi stretched out his arms, and lightly rested on Chi Rong's shoulders, his voice could not hide his tiredness, "I just feel that the national crisis is at hand, but there are always people who don't understand that under the nest, there are eggs."

Chi Rong hugged him back and stroked Wu Qingzhi's back one after another.

"I'm sorry...I'm so stupid, I don't know what to do at all..." Chi Rong said timidly, "But I promised you that I will accompany you and advance and retreat with you."

These few words are Chi Rong's unknowingly affectionate.

When Wu Qingzhi heard the words, his heart was filled with warmth, so he hugged her even tighter.

The two hugged each other for a moment, and then separated again, each acting positively.

Wu Qingzhi sighed slightly, but put down the official documents, picked up the porcelain pot in one hand, and the porcelain spoon in the other, coaxing softly, "Drink the sugar water quickly."

But Chi Rong only shook his little head like a rattle, refusing to open his mouth left and right.

"Now you have so many things to worry about, how can I bear it?"

Chi Rong has a stubborn temper, but Wu Qingzhi has ways to soften her.

But seeing him put down the porcelain spoon, he only raised the pot, as if to drink up the mung bean soup in one go.

"Chi Rong, if you don't drink, you won't have a sip."

Chi Rong was greedy, and after thinking about the sweet water for a long time, she must feel a little bit reluctant in her heart.

So he blinked his eyes cautiously, and tentatively said: "You can leave the bottom of the pot for me to drink..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Qingzhi's lips had already moved forward, and the sweet mung bean soup with a hint of Poria cocos was poured into Chi Rong's mouth at once.

It's actually two lips that meet and drink up the soup.

Such a long kiss almost exhausted Chi Rong's breath.

"You, you still have the mind to play hooligans! You don't think about it, how to make up for this leak now!"

Chi Rong yelled in a low voice with her face flushed.

On that side, the tip of Wu Qingzhi's glamorous tongue brushed lightly over his lips, as if he was savoring the lingering warmth of the kiss, and also as if he had planned a strategy, and it was already in his mind.

"Leakage? Chi Rong, you are wrong, this is not a leak, so there is no need to make up."

After hearing this, Chi Rong looked at him blankly.

But seeing Wu Qingzhi smiled lightly, pointing Boss Cao's name back and forth with his fingertips, and repeatedly carved on the paper with his fingernails.

"I'm a businessman, so I won't do business at a loss. How can He De ask me to make up for what Cao Wenxian is short of?"

Wu Qingzhi laughed deeper and deeper, his eyes darkened.

"I will let him be willing to hand over the goods."

After finishing speaking, the room was silent.

It was obviously a hot season, and the cicadas were singing outside the window. Chi Rong looked at Wu Qingzhi, feeling a chill for a moment.

Is it because she drank too much mung bean soup and caught a cold, or Wu Qingzhi's expression is too strange at the moment, which frightens her.

Chi Rong didn't know.

So she grabbed Wu Qingzhi's cuff tremblingly, and called his name in a low voice.

"Wu Qingzhi, I'm afraid."

Chi Rong's voice was also trembling, and she curled up in Wu Qingzhi's arms, like a cat soaked by the rain, at a time when she was at a loss.

Wu Qingzhi was very pleased with this, so he clung to Chi Rong's hand, kissed it again and again, and said with a light smile: "Chi Rong, the people who should be afraid... are obviously them."