Madam escaped

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"Nonsense, that's a diamond ring, and ordinary people basically can't afford it."

"She's not an ordinary person, so she can afford it." This sentence sounds like nonsense, but it's actually me beating around the bush.

"She doesn't have to buy it herself, there are a lot of people waiting to buy it for her, as long as she is willing to accept it."

This is the truth, there should be many people like the excellent man sitting next to her!

I smiled wryly, and took out a cigarette from my pocket to smoke. Sister Liu also smoked with me, and said as she smoked: "She probably doesn't have time to fall in love. She has never seen people send flowers and gifts, but she has never seen her with me. Who has been out?"

That's a lot to say, I've seen her in the room of a drunk man herself.Does she have to report to your sister Liu when she falls in love?

I sighed and said, "Who can take care of her affairs? Let's do our own affairs well, and it should be fine."

"Hey, that's that."

As soon as we talked here, she received a call saying that Zhou Manting came to the company to look for her, and Sister Liu immediately put out her cigarette and ran down.

I cleaned up the trash at the back and then went down slowly. When I got to the door, I saw everyone gathered together. Zhou Manting stood in the middle with great momentum and talked.

I consciously turned right to enter the utility room, but was stopped by the sharp-eyed Zhou Manting.

"Qian Linglong, come and listen to me too."

Sister, I'm just a cleaner. You are talking about design and business so high-end, can I participate?

I was stunned, I still walked over, I thought this way: Everyone looked at me, but it would be too disrespectful to Zhou Manting to go there.

After listening carefully, the general idea is that the largest chain store in Italy intends to attract investment and find partners.It used to be that the clothes maker took the clothes to find the store, but now the store finds the clothes by itself.Although they all sell clothes, the profit point is definitely different, and the quality and style of the store will also dominate.

An order worthy of Zhou Manting's attention and follow-up in person is definitely not a small order.After a while, she named several competitors, including Yao Jichang's, which was the most powerful among all competitors.

Sister, are you paying so much attention to this list, or are you competing with Yao Jichang?

☆、Chapter 88

Because of this list, Zhou Manting spent significantly more time at the company, but she usually only came here when she was about to get off work.

Originally, as a cleaner, I don't have to work overtime, but for me, there is an advantage, that is, I can leave work half an hour later than others.So, while I dawdled around cleaning, I could see her busy in the general manager's office.Even as late as she is busy, I can stay as late as I want.

Of course I am willing. After cleaning, I will stay in the utility room and draw my manuscripts. Sometimes when there is no one outside, I will sit in a corner where I can see her. She is busy with her work. Find a book and pretend to watch her secretly.

This is very wrong, it is neither aboveboard, but also makes myself perverted like a voyeur.

I know, but otherwise, what can I use to rest my heart?

This state has been going on for a week or so, but it changed slightly because of her sudden stomach cramps.

That day, I was lying on the table reading a book as usual, when I suddenly received a call from her, and she said in distress that she would ask me for a favor.Only then did I realize that today she was not as energetic as usual, but lying on the table strangely.

I quickly ran in and asked about it, only to find out that she had a stomachache. I was so anxious to take her to the hospital, but she asked me to go to the pharmacy to help her buy medicine and eat.

Of course I refused. Seeing her pale face and sweat on her forehead made me very worried. I dragged her and ran out without saying a word. I didn't care about holding hands or not. I just knew that my heart was hurting. Very anxious again, when I got downstairs, I raised my hand to hail a taxi and rushed to the nearest hospital.

In this state, I forgot all my worries, and I even held her in my arms with distress, and kept comforting her: "Hold on, I'll be there soon, and the pain won't hurt after seeing the doctor."

Maybe I said it too many times, and the taxi brother also laughed at me: "Miss, your consolation is too unrealistic. Doctors are not gods, so it's good to just see each other, there is a process."

When I am rational, everyone knows the truths he said, but am I losing my mind?I also blame him for being nosy.

After urging the driver to hurry up, I looked down at her frowning with her eyes closed, and I really wanted to replace it with myself.

After running to the hospital, I hung up the emergency department, and waited patiently with her. After the doctor asked, he said, "You are hungry. How long have you not eaten?"

She said weakly, "I had a bowl of porridge at nine o'clock in the morning."

The doctor said in a seasoned manner: "That's right." He wrote out the diagnosis and treatment form, asked me to pay the fee, and asked her to eat regularly and eat according to the order.

Half an hour later, after taking the medicine, I took her to find a porridge shop. After drinking the porridge and taking the medicine, her complexion eased a lot.

Before she took the last sip of the medicine, I kept looking at her with my arms folded. I should have been watched a lot, and I didn't see her blushing or shy. She put down the bowl as usual, wiped her mouth slowly, and lifted her Hand wants to checkout.

I pressed her hand and said, "It's over."

She quietly withdrew the hand that was held by me, packed up the scattered medicine boxes, and said as she got up, "Let's go back and find the financial reimbursement."

I was very upset when I heard her such a business-like attitude. I grabbed her and asked without hesitation: "Why don't you eat well? The body is your own, isn't it painful? What about those who pursue you? Is this a dead person? Not even the most basic concern?"

She seemed to pull my hand away with extreme disdain, and said coldly: "Don't you think that the management is beyond the scope of your authority?"

I was even more upset, stood up abruptly, and yelled at her walking figure: "Yes, I'm lenient, then don't call me a cleaner!"

She just paused, but didn't stop to reason with me, but continued to walk outside.

I don't know what's wrong, but looking at her stubborn look, I feel very distressed.Sure enough, it's better to keep a distance between people, otherwise, like me, I won't see her feel uncomfortable at all.

Ten minutes later, when I walked out, she was still standing by the side of the road, her messy hair fluttering in the wind under the street lamp due to the previous discomfort, I really wish I could be the one who could hug her regardless warm people.

I walked over and asked her awkwardly, "Why don't you go?"

She glanced at me as if she had just come back from a wandering, and said, "I didn't bring my wallet, so I have to go back to the company."