Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

Before Zhang Mengzhou could finish his refusal, he was interrupted by Mrs. Jin.

"Zhou Zhou, your aunt made a promise in front of so many ladies. It would be too embarrassing if you can't get a house. Zhou Zhou, this matter depends on you. You will definitely not let your aunt down. I'm hanging up now."

Listening to the "beep, beep, beep" sound of the phone being hung up, Zhang Mengzhou was speechless.

"Don't say that Qiao Chi and I are irreconcilable. Even if he is really my boyfriend, he is just an assistant to the president. What is aunt thinking? You are forcing someone to do something."

Su Zhixing listened to the general idea and understood that for Mrs. Jin, what she couldn't get was the best.

"For this kind of thing, it's better to find President Lu. I'll ask Qiao Chi to send President Lu's phone number."

Su Zhixing called Qiao Chi.

Qiao Chi answered the call in seconds, so fast that it made people question their lives.

They are obviously brothers, so why is the contrast so sharp?

Qiao Yichen's phone was either unreachable or answered by her assistant, but Qiao Chi always answered her calls quickly.

At this moment, Qiao Chi has returned to the company and for once he said he wanted to work overtime.

He has been away from the company for a few days. At this moment, he is in the president's office listening to Lu Peng's report.

Qiao Chi leaned defiantly on the boss chair, with his two proud long legs resting on the desk, and he sat in an untidy manner as always.

Lu Peng stood in front of his desk, holding the work summary and reporting one by one.

Su Zhixing called suddenly, and Qiao Chi was happy for a moment, with the corners of his lips raised high.

"Xingxing, it's been less than an hour since we last met, and you're already missing me?"

"I'm thinking about you so much!" Su Zhixing had long been accustomed to Qiao Chi's frivolous nature.

"Please give me Mr. Lu's cell phone number."

Qiao Chi's smile froze, "Are you thinking of Lu Peng's cell phone number?"

Qiao Chi raised his eyelids and cast a look at Lu Peng, letting him experience it for himself.

Lu Peng shuddered.

Although Qiao Chi seemed nonchalant, he felt a murderous aura in the look he gave him.

Qiao Chi still had a lazy and naughty smile,

"Xingxing, don't tell me that you called me once in a while just to get Lu Peng's number?"

Su Zhixing asked for Zhang Mengzhou's number.

But Qiao Chi and Zhang Mengzhou were like a volcano hitting the earth, so she thought it was better to have less trouble.

"Because... Mr. Lu is a very nice person. I want his number?"

"He's a nice person? How do you know that? I'm not nice?"

"Of course you are very good, so please give me Mr. Lu's cell phone number, immediately, OK?"

Qiao Chi was very reluctant to send Lu Peng's cell phone number to Su Zhixing.

Lu Peng wiped his sweat repeatedly, always feeling that the way Qiao Chi looked at him was a dagger hidden in his smile.

It wasn't by luck that Qiao Chi was able to climb to this position.

He is the kind of person who can kill people with a single blow while chatting and laughing.

Lu Peng wanted to swear to the heavens,

"Mr. Qiao, I swear to God, I don't have any improper thoughts about Miss Su."

"Is that so?" Qiao Chi's last syllable was drawn out, filled with a sense of oppression.

Then, he chuckled.

"Look how scared you are. My Xingxing is not blind. How could she abandon my brother and chase after you?"

Just as he finished speaking, Lu Peng's cell phone rang.

When Lu Peng saw that it was Su Zhixing calling, his face changed and he asked weakly,

"Mr. Qiao, this is a call from Miss Su. Should I answer it?"

Qiao Chi kicked over and said, "Take it, turn on the speakerphone!"

Lu Peng wiped the sweat off his face and pressed the hands-free button.

Su Zhixing's polite and anxious voice came,

"Boss Lu, I'm sorry to bother you, but can I treat you to a meal?"

Lu Peng's hand holding the phone trembled, and his facial features were squeezed into a ball.

God knows, how could a beautiful woman like Su Zhixing fall in love with him?

Or is it the halo of his title as "president" that puts a filter over him?

Seeing Qiao Chi winking at him, Lu Peng asked cautiously,

"Miss Su invited me to dinner. What's the matter?"

Su Zhixing thought about it and felt that she didn't know the rules.

If Lu Peng still has to stay at home with his wife, it will cause misunderstanding.

She changed the topic, "Boss Lu, I am so presumptuous to bother you so late today. How about tomorrow at noon, Boss Lu, would you be free? I sincerely want to invite you to dinner."

"Tomorrow at noon, of course..."

As Lu Peng spoke, he raised his eyes inadvertently and suddenly his calves trembled.

Qiao Chi, who always used the sky as a blanket to cover himself even if it fell, now had his brows furrowed and his handsome face as dark as the bottom of a pot?

Lu Peng quickly refused, "Ms. Su, I'm afraid I have an appointment these two days. If you have something to say, you might as well speak up."

On the last word “言”, Lu Peng’s voice trembled.

Su Zhixing is facing divorce. Could it be that she really likes him and wants to confess her love to him?

Su Zhixing didn't know that Qiao Chi was right next to Lu Peng. Since she was asked to speak directly, she just said it.

"Boss Lu, a relative of my friend wants to buy a luxury single apartment in Golden Harbor. Can our company give us a few?"

Lu Peng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a confession of love, otherwise it would have almost killed him!

Qiao Chi's brows relaxed. It was just a trivial matter, it really affected his mentality.

He gave Lu Peng a look and poked himself with his long, bony fingers.

Lu Peng understood what he meant and said to the other end of the phone,

"Miss Su, for such a small matter, you can just go to Mr. Qiao...Assistant. There is no need for me to personally inquire about it. Don't worry, Mr. Qiao...Assistant will handle it impartially."

Handle it impartially?

On the other end of the phone, Su Zhixing and Zhang Mengzhou looked at each other.

An hour ago, Zhang Mengzhou pointed at Qiao Chi's nose and said that he would make him lose his job and he wouldn't even be able to be the president's assistant.

In the blink of an eye, they have to run to Qiao Chi to beg him to give them a few apartments?

Su Zhixing had no choice but to say a few polite words and hung up the phone.

Zhang Mengzhou's little face wrinkled into a ball.

"Let me be a bootlicker for that scumbag Qiao Chi? I might as well just run into a wall and die!"

"Doctor Zhang, Qiao Chi is really not a bad boy. The misunderstanding between you two is too deep."

Su Zhixing took the initiative to help book a restaurant seat.

"Doctor Zhang, why don't you have a meal with Qiao Chi to make peace with him? After all, you need his help now..."