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Zhong Qiu hung up the phone, the rain outside the window was getting heavier, he looked at Fu Ying and asked: "It's raining heavily outside, it's inconvenient for you to go back, why don't you follow me to the company, and I'll drive back together in the evening."

Fu Ying subconsciously refused, saying that she could take a taxi back, but the weather outside seemed to be helping Zhong Qiu. The sudden lightning, thunder and pouring rain made him unable to say how to go back, so he could only follow Zhong Qiu back to the company inside.

Holding his backpack, he sat in a wheelchair and was pushed into the office by President Zhong, receiving the attention from the staff on the first floor.

Seeing that Fu Ying kept her head down to prevent others from seeing her face clearly, Zhong Qiu deliberately slowed down her speed a bit, and let the employees take a closer look at her new "good friend".

Finally entered the office, Zhong Qiu pushed him to the side of the sofa and asked warmly: "Want to drink something? Coffee? Chocolate? Or something else? There is a milk tea shop downstairs, you can have it delivered directly if you want to drink."

"No, I don't really want to drink." Fu Ying asked a little embarrassedly: "Will I disturb your work when I'm here?"

Zhong Qiu shook his head: "It's okay, most of the things have been resolved at the meeting this morning, and there are other things that can't be done for a while, and can only be dealt with after the bidding is over."

He reached out and pulled down Fu Ying's rolled-up trouser legs, looked at his plaster leg and asked, "I'll accompany you to remove the plaster next week?"

"No, Chang Er should be finished by then, and he will pick me up to the hospital." Fu Ying said with a smile, and suddenly heard the office door being pushed open.

Feng Qing came in cursing: "Your surname is Zhong, you dare to come back. I will really give you a knife. Why didn't you think of letting me stay away from your life when I worked overtime on weekends? I really am... Looking forward to your arrival, Mr. Fu."

Seeing Secretary Feng's face changing for a second, Fu Ying couldn't help laughing: "Good afternoon, Mr. Feng."

"Good afternoon." Feng Qing coughed lightly, looked at Zhong Qiu beside him and smiled, "President, there are some things you need to deal with, do you mind if you come out now?"

When Zhong Qiu heard this, he leaned towards Fu Ying, hid behind his wheelchair and said, "Come on, you just want to call me out and scold me, so I won't be fooled."

"I promise not to swear." Feng Qing smiled.

Zhong Qiu still didn't move, and even stretched out his hand to pull Fu Ying's hand and said: "Look at him, he looks like he wants to eat me, he doesn't want to talk at all, so I won't be fooled."

Fu Ying sat in a wheelchair in a daze. In the past, when Fu Ran and Chang Er quarreled, her younger sister always liked to hide behind her, sticking her tongue out at Chang Er and making faces.

He murmured, "Then Mr. Feng must be angry because you must have done something wrong."

Zhong Qiu clicked his tongue: "Where did I go wrong, I just asked him to bid with my brother, and he asked him to go there on his own initiative, how could it be my fault?"

Fu Ying immediately regained consciousness when she heard the words, and the smile on Feng Qing's face was also stiff. He took a deep breath, looked at Zhong Qiu and said, "Because of this matter, we still have to discuss something. You call."

The two looked like they were about to talk, but Fu Ying saw that something was wrong, and immediately said: "If you have something to deal with, I'll go sit outside for a while."

Zhong Qiu glanced at Feng Qing, got up and said, "I'll push you to sit in the lounge for a while, there's hot chocolate and biscuits, you can eat whatever you want."

After sending the person into the lounge, Zhong Qiu repeatedly assured that he would be fine soon, and then he closed the door and came out.

Feng Qing leaned against the wall and watched him mouthing and asked, "Can you speak freely?"

Zhong Qiu nodded: "He didn't bring a computer."

Feng Qing still asked with his mouth: "What about you?"

"It's okay, he didn't put a bug on me today." Zhong Qiu walked into the office, turned on the computer and looked at the surveillance screen in the lounge and asked, "Where is Zhong Xu? Did you bring it?"

"It's all arranged." Feng Qing glanced at the time, "He will go to the lounge to find me in about 2 minutes."

Zhong Qiu nodded: "That's fine, I'm really looking forward to the two of them meeting."

"Why? I don't believe that you didn't play tricks between the two of you. If things don't go as you thought, wouldn't you be afraid of being exposed?" Feng Qing patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too confident. If the boat capsizes, I can’t even fish you out.”

Zhong Qiu laughed: "Don't worry, this is the first time for the two of them to meet face to face alone. Compared to me keeping them from seeing each other all the time, it's better to meet each other for peace of mind."

He leaned on the boss's chair and watched Zhong Xu walk into the lounge, and smiled: "People only believe in what they see, let Fu Ying see Zhong Xu, and believe that he really has a rich boss. Instead, it makes it easier for me to do things later.”

Feng Qing didn't know what other arrangements he had in the future, but he didn't have much interest in such possible violations of law and discipline.He glanced at his phone, raised his eyebrows and said, "By the way, is there anything planned for tomorrow night? I may need to get off work a little earlier."

"What's the matter? The beauty has an appointment?" Zhong Qiu asked.

Feng Qing sneered: "Come on brother, beautiful women usually only see the president, and my secretary only has appointments with matchmakers. My mother arranged another blind date for me, and asked someone to have dinner tomorrow night."

Zhong Qiu: "A blind date again? How did your mother meet this time?"

"Hey, she said she sprained her ankle when she was shopping in the mall, and then she let the girl help her." Feng Qing shrugged: "Actually, I guess I met someone's parents in a blind date square. .”

Zhong Qiu: "Then you go, have a good meal, talk more if you see something right, don't be unhappy if you don't see something right, and it's over if you don't see each other again."

Feng Qing nodded: "You don't need to say that? I understand very well, just don't come on a blind date with me and always ask the boss, I can't stand it."

Zhong Qiu glanced at him, and focused all his attention on the monitoring screen on the screen. Fu Ying's voice came out of the earphones, and he called Zhong Xu Mr. Zhong. His voice was a little different from when he was talking to himself, and it sounded cold. a lot.

It's a bit conscientious, and I didn't call him the boss affectionately when we met for the first time.

Zhong Qiu was satisfied with Fu Ying's attitude, but when he heard Zhong Xu's gentle and enthusiastic voice with a touch of broadcast accent, his face darkened again.

"I've seen you in the photo before." Zhong Xu pointed out something, Fu Ying naturally understood, nodded and asked lightly: "Is it the photo of the last fire drill? I was not careful that time, and I didn't expect that there would be a sudden fire drill."

Zhong Xu smiled slightly: "My little brother was a little careless and forgot to tell the guests about the fire drill."

He walked to Fu Ying's wheelchair, bent down and took a piece of chocolate and handed it over: "How is the foot injury recovering now? Do you need to go to the hospital for reexamination?"

"No, the plaster cast can be removed next week." Fu Ying took the chocolate and paused, then reminded, "Brother Qiu's cousin helped me see it."

Zhong Xu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Brother Qiu? It seems that you have a good relationship."

Fu Ying pursed her lips and smiled and didn't say anything else. Zhong Xu was happier standing aside. He lowered his voice and said softly, "Zhong Qiu has too many thoughts, and I don't want anything like the project to happen again."

Fu Ying looked at the door of the lounge and said in a low voice: "I have reminded you that he has discovered that you secretly changed his project, and you said it yourself, so the plan change is also expected .It looks like you have a backup plan ready, so don't worry about it."

I didn't expect Fu Ying to be so eloquent, Zhong Xu paused, held the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands and bent down, lowered his voice and said: "I remember, please also remember who you are standing on, Mr. Fu." On the other side, don't forget your position just because you're getting close to Zhong Qiu."

Fu Ying looked at Zhong Xu's Danfeng eyes that were close in front of her eyes, and thought that the eyes of the two brothers are really not the same at all, the difference is too great.

He smiled slightly: "Please rest assured that Qian's position is my position. As long as there is no trouble on your side, my position will never change."

Zhong Xu: "You don't need to worry about the money issue, but I have one more thing to ask for your help. Next week is Zhong Qiu's birthday. According to the rules, he has to go back to the old house, and Dad will also hold a birthday party for him. A birthday party, when the time comes, I want him to..."

Before Zhong Xu could say anything, the door of the lounge was pushed open. Feng Qing stood at the door and looked at the two people who were close to each other in front of him. , Immediately said with a cold face: "Mr. Zhong, this is the president's friend, please respect me."

Zhong Qiu came in after him, was taken aback seeing this scene, then strode forward and pulled Zhong Xu away.

"I think I reminded you, don't make trouble for me in the company." Zhong Qiu's voice completely cooled down, and Fu Ying looked up at the back in front of her, thinking that she had never heard Zhong Qiu treat herself with such an attitude. say.

"Don't be so nervous, I just saw something dirty on Mr. Fu's face and just wiped it off for him." Zhong Xu stretched out his hand to express his innocence and did nothing. He even glanced at Fu Ying and asked him to help explain.

idiot.

Fu Ying cursed secretly, turned her head away from Zhong Xu's eyes, felt her head was a bit big for a moment, coughed lightly and said: "It is true that there is something on my face, Mr. Zhong just wiped it for me."

Zhong Qiu turned to look at him, held his face for a long while, saw that he was looking at him without avoiding it, then put down his hands and said, "Next time, just wipe it yourself, don't bother others to do it."

Fu Ying nodded: "Understood."

Seeing that he was all right, Feng Qing asked to open the door and said, "President, you can take Mr. Fu to rest first. It is fine for Mr. Zhong to let me entertain you."

"Ah."

Zhong Qiu turned his head and took a deep look at Zhong Xu, then pushed Fu Ying back to the office.

"He didn't do anything to you just now, did he?" Zhong Qiu pushed Fu Ying to the side of the sofa, took off the bug attached to the wheelchair and put it in his pocket, showing concern.

Fu Ying shook her head: "He just came in and said a few words, he didn't do anything." He paused, looked at Zhong Qiu fixedly and asked: "But he said next week is your birthday, is it true or not? ?”

The author says:

Zhong Qiu: In this article, apart from me, all the members are broadcasting?

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