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

Although Fu Jingchen had a series of questions, he did not ask the landlord any questions. Instead, he said: "Okay, just give the refunded rent to the lady. No deposit is required."

The landlord probably made some calculations in his mind. He signed a three-year contract and the rent was paid annually. They lived there for a few months and the deposit did not need to be refunded. He would not lose money, so he readily agreed.

Rong Bing had forgotten that it was Fu Jingchen who signed the contract, until the landlord called again to ask when the handover would take place. He said that her boyfriend could not come over, and that as long as the landlord and Rong Bing handed over the contract, the extra room would be rented to Rong Bing and the landlord would keep the deposit. .

Rong Bing talked about the evening without leaving his soul.

She has already booked a hotel. She doesn't want anything except her own change of clothes. After moving out, she will stay in the hotel first. When Rong Yan comes back, she will see if the job Rong Yan introduced to her includes food and accommodation.

Rong Bing wants to change his life in a different environment.

After Fu Jingchen hung up the landlord's phone, he repeatedly thought about Rong Bing's cancellation of the rent. Hearing the landlord's tone, Rong Bing was still alive. Fortunately, he quit the rent. He was going to die in the house he rented. He couldn't get rid of the relationship no matter what.

Zhou Luo heard the general idea. She knew that Fu Jingchen paid the rent for the place where Rong Bing lived, but she didn't expect that Fu Jingchen was still paying after the two broke up, and all the refund money had to be given to Rong Bing.

The woman said bitterly: "Are you so generous to everyone? The rent of a bungalow is not cheap, so I can't bear to have you buy me clothes."

Zhou Luo is used to renting a house. Her one-bedroom apartment costs more than two thousand a month, while Rong Bing's pays less than three or four thousand.

Fu Jingchen heard that the woman was jealous, so he deliberately teased Zhou Luo: "Well, it's not worth the little money."

Zhou Luo puffed up his cheeks, turned his head and said in a sinister tone: "Yes, you are the boss, you don't care about a millionaire, why don't you sponsor a few children."

Fu Jingchen scratched the woman's wallpaper: "Jealous?"

"Yes, I'm jealous. I hate people who have the heart of the Holy Mother the most. She's like that. Why should I give her money?" Although Zhou Luo knew that Fu Jingchen had the freedom to control Fu Jingchen's money, she just couldn't stand it.

Fu Jingchen put his arm around the woman's shoulders: "Okay, I've paid the rent for a year, and I still haven't lived in it for a few months. I want this little money back, which makes me look stingy. I just treat it like a beggar. I can earn ten times more." No, I’ll give you a hundred times the money. I guarantee that no other woman will be able to spend my money except you.”

Hearing what Fu Jingchen said, Zhou Luo smiled. She poked the man's heart: "Okay, I believe you once."

"Luoluo, does your waist still hurt?" Fu Jingchen wanted to hug the woman's waist, but although the doctor said it was nothing serious and she just needed to pay more attention to rest, he still didn't dare to touch her. Zhou Luo's waist was only as big as a palm, and he always felt It looks like it might break if accidentally pinched.

Zhou Luo suddenly bared his teeth: "As soon as you said that, my attention went to my waist again, it hurts."

Fu Jingchen didn't know whether to sit up with Zhou Luo or lie down with her. He touched the woman's cheek distressedly: "I will use the normal posture from now on."

Zhou Luo patted Fu Jingchen: "I lied to you, it doesn't hurt anymore, but don't use too much force. I might not be able to go to work. Please help me take a few days off."

"Reasons...reasons..." Zhou Luo thought for a while, "I just said that I have been a little depressed recently and need to adjust."

Fu Jingchen returned to the company in the afternoon and took a leave of absence from Zhou Luo.

When Liu Yi heard about Zhou Luo's invitation, she thought Zhou Luo was very ill, so she sent a message to the group chat asking everyone if they wanted to go see her together.

[Why don't we go? Assistant Zhou is Mr. Fu's employee. When we go to visit, we always feel like we are flattering him. 】

[Is this called flattery? I don’t think so. Didn’t we also watch Meimei when she was hospitalized before? And Lao Wang was injured that time, we all went to his house, don’t think too much]

[I don’t think it’s a good idea not to go. Going shows that we have no opinion on Mr. Fu’s relationship. Not going would seem deliberate. 】

[Go ahead and talk to Mr. Fu first. If Mr. Fu finds it inconvenient, we will send a message to show our concern.]

[Sister Liu, either you go and have the best relationship with Mr. Fu. Listen to Mr. Fu’s opinion first and tell us when you come back. 】

[Okay, I’ll go find Mr. Fu]

Liu Yi went to Fu Jingchen's office on behalf of everyone.

Hearing the knock on the door, Fu Jingchen said please come in.

"Mr. Fu." Liu Yi came in empty-handed. At first glance, it seemed that he was not talking about work.

"Sister Liu, what's wrong?" Fu Jingchen thought Liu Yi was going to ask him how Zhou Luo's salary would be deducted.

Liu Yi straightened up and looked at Fu Jingchen: "A few of our colleagues have discussed it. When is it convenient for Assistant Zhou, let's go see her together."

Fu Jingchen smiled bitterly: "I appreciate everyone's kindness. I will bring it to Zhou Luo. There is no need to visit her. She needs to rest quietly. Too many things have happened recently. Give us some time to digest. On the contrary, there are not many people going to see her." good."

"Understood." Liu Yi nodded, "There's nothing else to do. I'm going out and bringing our greetings to Assistant Zhou. We'll wait for her to come back."

"Well, thank you everyone." Fu Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

When Liu Yi returned to the office, several people nearby came over and asked, "How was it?"

"Don't go. Assistant Zhou needs a quiet environment. It's true that she has a psychological problem. She is most afraid of people talking too much. Let's wait until she returns to the company." Liu Yi sat down.

"It's so cold at high places. You're saying that such a lively and cheerful person suddenly fell into depression after his relationship with Mr. Fu was broken up. How quickly?"

"Have you ever heard of smiling depression? If you haven't heard of it, ask Du Niang. Zhou Luo has suffered from online violence before. After coming to the company, she always smiles when I see her. I also thought she has a good mentality. I admire her. It turns out that she is pretending strong."

……

After some discussion, several people came to the conclusion that they should not try to climb high branches.

Fu Jingchen vaguely heard the discussion, walked out of the office, and saw several people gathered together head to head. He knocked on the glass: "Aren't you working?"

Everyone dispersed immediately.

News of Zhou Luo's illness reached the guard, and the original request for a week's leave became a request for a month's leave. His depression also turned into a heart problem that could not be cured.

The guard shook his head and said to himself: "What a pity."

-

Lanshan Garden.

Rong Yan and the others returned home, put down their luggage and took a short rest. Rong Yan couldn't wait to go to the coffee shop. She wanted to see what the finished classroom looked like.

Fu Jingsheng went together.

Fu Yunlei and the others also wanted to meet Uncle Jian Ming, so the whole family went there in large numbers.

Shen Xingzhi received the news that Rong Yan was back, and the two made an appointment to meet at a coffee shop during dinner time.

Shen Xingzhi rushed there as soon as she got off work and bought the old-fashioned mung bean soup that Rong Yan mentioned on the phone the day before.

Seeing that the destination was approaching, Shen Xingzhi hummed a ditty, looking forward to how Rong Yan would laugh when she saw the charity lecture room decorated by everyone.

Yu Wenhao helped in the coffee shop in the afternoon.

Ye Jianming stood in front of the store and looked at another plaque with satisfaction. Their new business was about to begin.