Senior is my fake wife

"Thank you." Annie said.

After a group of them left the office, they finally couldn't suppress their joy and excitement, and ran back to the office one after another.

"Holy shit, Manager Chen isn't here today." Annie patted her chest hard to control her emotions, "Xie finally gave him face, otherwise he would have to bow together too. That scene..."

"Hahahaha, it's so cool, I'm so excited!" Liao Xin said, "I still want to thank Annie Zhumei and our team leader Qiongqiong."

"..." Fu Qiong shook her head and laughed, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Of course it's related." Liao Xin said, "Anyway, I'm so happy!"

A group of people chatted and finally returned to the long-lost office.

The administrator might be afraid that they would get angry, and fruit and snacks were prepared on everyone's desks to welcome them. Fu Qiong sat down and finally felt that the seat was spacious and comfortable, and it was really different from the feeling of being huddled into a ball in that small room. Same.

The days of moving hand-painted boards around are over.

Fu Qiong wiped the table again with a paper towel and turned on the phone to send a bouquet of flowers, but the front desk came to condolences to them after a while, and put down all the couriers they accidentally sent to the company this month for them to see by themselves look.

"Flowers." The receptionist walked up to Fu Qiong and handed them to him.

"Ah." Fu Qiong took it back, thinking I haven't ordered it yet?

Turning over the card inside, it reads:

——Back to happiness.

and a heart.

Like this, I want to know who sent it.

Fu Qiong was so sweet that she felt dizzy, so she quickly repaired it a little and inserted it into the vase.Opening the phone, there is already a message from Sui Zhen in it.

Husband:

—Have you received the flowers?

viburnu:

—Well, thank you.

Husband:

--How about it?

viburnu:

——You gave me flowers and asked me how I was doing, how about you?

Sui Zhen sent him a picture of his office. On the desk was a computer screen, a calendar, and a miniature sunflower painting in a frame, which was drawn by Fu Qiong.

The sun shines in through the shutters, turning into long and regular silhouettes.

Fu Qiong zoomed in on the enlarged photo, and then zoomed out. It seemed that the matter in front of them seemed to have come to an end.

During lunch, Sui Zhen rarely called him.Fu Qiong quietly ran to the rooftop to meet her, and heard Sui Zhen lighting a lighter on the opposite side.

"Have you finished your meal?" Sui Zhen said.

"Yeah." Fu Qiong held on to the railing, "I haven't eaten in the cafeteria for a long time, and I think it's delicious."

"Eat enough." Sui Zhen said.

"I'm full." Fu Qiong said, "And you, what's the matter? How is your master?"

Sui Zhen took a breath.

"Because there is no evidence, he was reinstated like me." Sui Zhen said, "But he submitted his resignation application today, and he probably wants to leave directly."

"What about you?" Fu Qiong said.

"It's pretty good." Sui Zhen said, "I have to take care of work today, and I will resume my daily life in the next few days."

Sui Zhendao: "I attended the morning meeting this morning, and I also talked to my boss about the Nashviolon project. He said that I have a complete plan, and I can definitely try to talk to him."

"You have it!" Fu Qiong said, "I saw you did it during the holidays."

"Yes, I'm going to sort it out, and I've already made a prototype." Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong said happily, "That's great."

He hung up the phone and just saw Lang Lang's message, saying that he just woke up because he was on vacation.

Langlang:

——My father said that he would go to your company in two days. I told him that your art is very good, and I showed him your works. He said that he seemed to know you, and he also said that he would like to meet you in the future.

Fu Qiong did not expect that Lang Lang had already told the other party, and was even more pleasantly surprised, so she hurriedly replied with a smile:

——You haven’t paid much attention to my work in the past few years, so why do you think my paintings are particularly good?

Langlang:

——If you don’t draw well, I wouldn’t ask you to draw before. Don’t be humble, brother.

Fu Qiong saw that the time was almost up, so she said to her:

——I'm going to work first, and we'll talk later.

It feels really good to sit back to work at my own station, it is spacious and comfortable, and there is Sui Zhen's bouquet of love.

Liao Xin came over with a cup of coffee and gave him a cup, joking with him: "Do you think our group looks like an abandoned concubine who is favored?"

"What a silly metaphor." Fu Qiong took a sip of coffee and gave him a sideways look.

"That's what it is." Liao Xin said, "I don't know what will happen to Manager Chen. He spent money to hire a large team, and he ended up with such a bunch of people. You say he didn't make money in the middle? ~Wan~don’t~believe~drop.”

"Don't think too much." Annie was holding her lipstick and a small mirror to fix her makeup, "Hedong for 30 years and Hexi for 30 years, Feng Shui just turns, I told you a long time ago, just talk about the work .”

"That's right." Liao Xin said, "This time it's us, next time..."

"Okay, let's think about this, why not think about where we're going to celebrate at night." Annie snapped the mirror of the little powder cake shut, "How about hot pot?"

"Hot pot!!!!" Immediately someone cheered.

“Hot Pot Go!!!!”

Fu Qiong finished the schedule in the afternoon and sent it to everyone's mailboxes. After last week's battle, their tasks are not so heavy, at least they can get off work on time.After Fu Qiong finished posting, she reported to Sui Zhen that she was going to eat hot pot tonight.

And type very consciously: - don't eat too much, don't eat spicy food, don't drink alcohol.

Sui Zhen only replied when he was about to get off work: ——I will pick you up at night.

There is no major problem with Fu Qiong's stomach now, but the result of the last experience is that he has no disease and his stomach has recovered well, but he is malnourished.He was already thin and thin, and he didn't gain weight by eating anything, which made Sui Zhen anxious to study the recipes for nourishing the stomach every day.

The people in their team passed by this time, and the rest of the people became more united. Everyone had a good drink at night. Fu Qiong was the most sober among them who were drunk and stumbling around, but she was also the only one among them. Someone came to pick it up.

Annie didn't drink much, mainly because she stared at her and no one dared to pour her water. When she came out, she saw the long-legged male model standing at the door with straight eyes. After taking a second look, she realized that this person looked very familiar.

"..." Annie patted Fu Qiong, "Isn't this your roommate?"

"Ah..." Fu Qiong nodded, not surprised, "He came to pick me up..."

"He came to pick you up when you drank lactic acid bacteria?!" Annie said, "Is he afraid that you are a drunk milk?"

Fu Qiong: "..."

I didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Sui Zhen saw a group of them come out in a mighty manner, and said hello to Annie briefly. Fu Qiong was only wearing a purple sweater, with both hands tucked in the sleeves, showing a few short fingers, cute and cute Warm up.

"Hello." Sui Zhen said to Annie calmly.

"..." Annie was taken aback by him, "You... Hello, are you here to pick up Xiaofu?"

"En." Sui Zhen unexpectedly hugged Fu Qiong in his arms.

"Joan Joan!"

A group of Liao Xin and the others came out, more or less familiar with Sui Zhen's face. Liao Xin was the first one who was not afraid of death, and waved drunkenly at Fu Qiong: "Qiong Qiong is here to pick you up! Be careful on the road, Qiong Qiong." Bye Joan!"

Fu Qiong: "..."

He glanced at Sui Zhen, who showed no expression on his face.After Fu Qiong finished greeting them, she was carried away by Sui Zhen. Liao Xin staggered behind and said, "Why do I feel that Qiong Qiong is such a small bird..."

At the same time, as soon as Sui Zhen walked to the car, he looked at Fu Qiong: "...What did that person call you just now? He wouldn't just call you like that?"

Fu Qiong rolled her eyes and got into the co-pilot: "This matter can be traced back to the story of Mrs. Yuejiang in "Meeting the Devil". Ever since he knew that Mrs. Yuejiang's nickname was Qiongqiong, he was addicted. I like to call it that."

When Sui Zhen heard it, his face was as dark as the bottom of the pot: "..."

"Are you saying that the culprit is you?" Fu Qiong smiled and shook her shoulders.

"Why do you blame me?" Sui Zhen said, "What about me? What can I call you?"

"Didn't you call my wife?" Fu Qiong said, "Can others call me that?"

Holding the steering wheel, Sui Zhen calmed down: "That's right."

Even leaning over to kiss him, Fu Qiong hid back: "It smells like hot pot..."

"It's okay." Sui Zhen said, "My wife is always sweet."

"..." Fu Qiong bit her lower lip and slapped him back on the seat.

Weird Glib skill added.

Fu Qiong and Sui Zhen returned home, Fu Qiong took a shower first, and saw Sui Zhen's laptop in the living room, besides this, there were many notebooks scattered on the table, Fu Qiong knew that it was Sui Zhen, etc. Some game information and play impressions that have been updated over the years.

Sui Zhen is a person who is so exciting when he is serious. When he was young, he was fascinated by his profile while playing games, but now he is fascinated by his serious work.

When Sui Zhen went to take a shower, Fu Qiong organized the things on his desk, which happened to be the plan he was writing now.

Fu Qiong originally thought that he had just written a prototype, but after a cursory glance, she found that this was no longer an ordinary plan.

He slowly sat down on the ground and rolled the mouse.

Sui Zhen came out of the bathroom with no clothes on on his upper body, Fu Qiong had every reason to suspect that he was here to show off his abs.

He walked to the table and looked at Fu Qiong: "It's more than half written."

"Are you making something from Aolong?" Fu Qiong said and brought him clothes, "Put them on."

Sui Zhen sloppily put on the clothes and sat on the ground without buttoning them.He sat cross-legged, next to Fu Qiong's back, wrapped him in his arms, and stretched out one hand to type on the keyboard: "I happen to want to talk to you."

"What?" Fu Qiong said.

Sui Zhen opened a folder and found a few pictures from it. He opened it and looked at Fu Qiong.

"..." Fu Qiong was stunned for a moment, "This..."

"Remember it?" Sui Zhen whispered into his ear.

""Salvation" is two-way." Sui Zhen said every word in his charming bass, "it is the dragon slayer knight and the dragon prince, confrontation and redemption, light and darkness, a century of chaos..."