Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

When Fu Jingsheng arrived at the factory, he saw Fu Jingchen sitting on the ground.

He was talking on the phone with his head down. Fu Jingsheng listened and immediately knew what his brother was looking for.

After the phone call ended, Fu Jingchen raised his head and saw his brother who had already arrived.

"Brother." He got up from the ground.

Fu Jingchen said something else first. He clearly thought that the new address was quite bad, but he said it was good. He believed that Fu Jingsheng would be able to build a big company soon.

"Let's get down to business." Fu Jingsheng didn't believe that his brother came here just to encourage him.

Sure enough, Fu Jingchen leaned next to his brother, looking embarrassed.

Seeing his younger brother's coquettish appearance, Fu Jingsheng couldn't help but said: "There's no need for this. I'm just asking about men's department. To be honest, I'm very busy."

"Brother, how did you know?" Fu Jingchen was surprised. Could it be that Rong Bing had told him.

"Didn't you just ask about this on the phone? I'm not deaf." Fu Jingsheng opened his own folding stool and sat down. "That one didn't work last time?"

The reason why Fu Jingchen came to Fu Jingsheng was not because he trusted him, but because he felt that his brother had the same problem and had more experience than him. It was always difficult to talk about this kind of thing with friends.

Since Fu Jingsheng got straight to the point, he didn't keep it secret.

Fu Jingchen even told the details and asked Fu Jingsheng what his problem was.

Fu Jingsheng scratched his head in embarrassment. He had heard Rong Yan ridiculing Fu Jingchen for taking more supplements before, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

He casually recommended the business cards of two experts to Fu Jingchen.

But Fu Jingchen asked if he could accompany him.

"Brother, I'll find someone to help you. You go with me. There are some questions I can't think of asking. You know better. Brother, please."

Fu Jingsheng thought for a while: "Okay, make an appointment and see if you can make an appointment this afternoon."

"Forget it, I'll make an appointment for you. It's easier for me to insert a number." Fu Jingsheng contacted them one by one and chose one who could insert the number first, as soon as night.

It was still early, so he asked Fu Jingchen to go to work first and meet him at the hospital in the evening.

In Fu Jingchen's office, Zhou Luo arrived early and secretly bought him breakfast and put it on the table. There was a candy next to it. She thought Fu Jingchen would know who bought the breakfast when he saw the candy.

But Zhou Luo sat in the office and waited until ten o'clock, but he didn't see Fu Jingchen coming to work.

She pretended to sign and inquired about Fu Jingchen's whereabouts. The man had something to do and would arrive at the company late.

Zhou Luo returned to the office and paid attention to the footsteps outside the door. It was not until lunch time that Fu Jingchen finally appeared.

The man walked straight into the office and saw the cold breakfast and candy on the table. He dialed the internal hotline and called Zhou Luo.

The woman took two bites of rice and put down the national flag.

I made a point of getting my hair cut while passing by the bathroom.

"Mr. Fu." She greeted with a smile.

"Well, close the door." Fu Jingchen nodded, "You put this breakfast away."

"I thought of you on the way, so I bought an extra portion. This fried dumpling has been on TV. I didn't know you wouldn't be here in the morning, so I took it away right away." Seeing Fu Jingchen's serious expression, Zhou Luo thought he didn't like his attentiveness.

"No, I haven't had raw fried food for a long time. Please help me heat it up and make some coffee."

"Okay, Mr. Fu." The corners of Zhou Luo's mouth couldn't stop rising. She immediately ran to the rest room, and when she came back, only five minutes had passed.

She stood next to Fu Jingchen, waiting expectantly for Fu Jingchen's feedback.

The man took a bite, and the oil and water from the frying reached his lips. The hot oil made him almost throw away what he was holding.

Seeing this, Zhou Luo went over without hesitation and helped him play.

When they reacted, their faces were almost touching.

The two of them took a step back in embarrassment.

Zhou Luo blushed to the roots of his ears: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I don't mean anything else. When I was a kid, I was burned while eating, and that's how my mother fucked me."

"It's okay, it's delicious." Fu Jingchen didn't dare to look into Zhou Luo's eyes. An indescribable feeling grew in his heart, and his heart beat faster.

"Eat slowly, I'll go out first." Seeing Fu Jingchen's face turn red, Zhou Luo knew that he had attracted a man at such a close distance, so he stopped as soon as he was good, and she had to go out immediately.

When Zhou Luo left the office, he looked around and saw no one passed by before running back to his seat.

She got a glass of cold water to cool herself down.

Fu Jingchen was stunned for a long time just now.

That feeling is completely different from Rong Bing.

The assistant brought him lunch and knocked on the door several times before pulling the man back.

He put down the fried buns and sat down at the computer solemnly, as if the episode just now didn't exist.

The assistant opened his lunch box and briefly talked about the morning's work, but Fu Jingchen's eyes were fixed on the fried buns on the side the whole time.

"Mr. Fu, are you listening?" the assistant stopped and asked.

"We'll talk about work in the afternoon. It's time for you to take a break now." No matter how hard Fu Jingchen pretended on the surface, he still couldn't stop the racing in his heart. How could he be in the mood to listen to work? His mind was full of Zhou Luo. What does Zhou Luo mean? Sending sweets, bringing breakfast and just now...

"Okay, Mr. Fu." The assistant went out and closed the door.

After Zhou Luo drank a glass of cold water, she lay on the table and pretended to sleep, but the scene in her mind was indeed that she and Fu Jingchen almost met. The most incredible thing was that she actually blushed.

While the woman was immersed in her fantasy, her phone kept vibrating.

Several messages popped up in the message prompt bar.

She reluctantly opened it and found it was Rong Bing.

Rong Bing asked her to have dinner.

Seeing the word Rong Bing, her good mood disappeared. The invitation to dinner was a lie. She wanted to find out from herself what Fu Jingchen's purpose was in the company.

Zhou Luohui made an appointment with friends in the evening, another day.

Rong Bing couldn't force it, so she had to say "Okay"

Zhou Luo turned on the message "Do Not Disturb" and lay down on the table again. Liu Yi came back from dinner a few minutes later.

She thought Zhou Luo was uncomfortable and asked with concern: "Xiao Zhou, what's wrong?"

Zhou Luo didn't have the habit of taking a lunch break before. He always took a walk with everyone after dinner.

"I didn't sleep well last night. Let's lie down for a while." Zhou Luo excused himself.

"Oh, okay, then you rest."

Zhou Luo didn't expect that Liu Yi really cared about her, so she hesitated.

After Rong Bing sent the message, she always felt that Zhou Luo was perfunctory with her. Before, Zhou Luo almost came out at a shout. After entering the company, he made two appointments, one reluctantly, and another outright rejection.

Is there really something between her and Fu Jingchen that makes her afraid to face herself?

Rong Bing began to think wildly. She couldn't help but call Fu Jingchen and even started a video call. She wanted to see if Fu Jingchen was alone in the office.

The man who was eating frowned and answered.

"Jingchen, you are eating." Seeing her boyfriend answer the question instantly, Rong Bing judged that there was no one else next to him, so she casually found something to chat with Fu Jingchen.

Fu Jingchen took the opportunity to say that he would not go to Rong Bing's house that night. The video was hung up before the woman could ask why.