said don't mess with me

"Mr. Han, can we go?" The driver stood behind Han Qingshi and asked respectfully.

Han Qingshi closed the student ID card that he had been looking at for a long time and the ID card sandwiched to one side, and pressed the two under the phone with his wrist down, saying, "Let's go."

Han Qingshi had a social event here tonight, and he talked too much on the scene, which affected his mood, so that his expression looked a little stranger.

She thought this bad state would last for a long time.

Who knew that as soon as he came out, he caught a sneaky kid.

That kid probably didn't know he had lost something.

What's more, she didn't know that the 'bad' behavior just now had been completely recorded on her mobile phone.

"Heh." Han Qing laughed suddenly, causing the driver's heart to rise to his throat, and he immediately cheered up.

It was already past 9 o'clock when Han Qing returned to work, and at this point only Zhao Jiahui's desk lamp was still on.

Han Qingshi hooked the car keys and walked towards her. The light-colored carpet that had been cleaned regularly was under his feet.

"Hezhong's SOW?" Han Qing asked.

After a busy day, Zhao Jiahui, who was a little unresponsive, stood up quickly when she heard the voice and said, "Yes, it was sent in the afternoon."

Han Qing picked it up and turned two pages.

He paused for a moment when he saw the staffing.

Then turn to the first page, put it back on the table and say, "When will the plan be reviewed?"

Zhao Jiahui, "Next Monday."

"Yeah." Han Qingshi didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards his office.

The spacious and quiet space was filled with silver moonlight.

Han Qing was leaning lazily on the sofa, a blue student ID card was placed on the coffee table in front of him, and the mobile phone in his hand was playing a video of a sneaky little woman squatting in front of her car and scribbling. Short video - giggling while writing, like a cat who successfully steals a small dried fish... unexpectedly soft.

After the video was played, Han Qing tapped on the screen with his slender fingertips.

Restart.

Over and over again, until Zhao Jiahui, who was about to get off work, came to remind her not to stay up too late.

Han Qing responded, and before exiting the camera, he zoomed in and looked at it again, and could vaguely make out the handwriting on the car body.

【Sister, you are still blind if you are blind】

The first two words can barely be considered her knowledgeable, but the latter...

Dare to provoke so blatantly, are you sure you are not looking for a fight?

----

On the day of the plan review, Mucha got up early in the morning to prepare.

She is just a small follower, mainly to take meeting minutes.

However, she was still a little excited to be able to see the review meeting of a big company like GN with her own eyes.

In order to make himself look stable and decent, before going out, Mu Xialin walked away with She Zhang's pair of plain glasses that looked very knowledgeable.

On Hezhong’s side, five people participated in the review—boss Yan Wei, project manager Sun Hui, technical director Li Zheng, technical backbone Zhang Chi, and intern Mu Xia.

Entering the GN building, the five people registered in accordance with GN's management regulations on external visitors, and then went through the access control and went to the No. 13 meeting room of the main building.

The inside has been properly arranged, and the R&D back office took a few people to the seat to test whether the notebook can be connected to the demonstration normally.

Soon, people from the GN development department came in one after another.

The average age is young, talking and laughing, with a relaxed expression, far from the serious and dull imagination.

At almost 9:[-], Yan Yan, the manager of the second R&D department in charge of this project, hurried over and said apologetically, "Mr. Yan, I kept you waiting for a long time. I just had a temporary meeting for a while, so I'm really sorry."

Yan Wei shook hands with him and said with a smile: "It's not up yet, don't worry."

Strictly, "Then let's get ready to get started."

Just as he was about to sit down, the phone that Yan Yan had in his pocket suddenly rang.

He subconsciously wanted to hang up, but when he saw the call prompt, he connected.

"Yes, everyone is here, let's start right away."

"what?!"

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"Okay, I know."

Hanging up the phone, Strictly smiled bitterly and said to Yan Wei: "Mr. Yan, today's review meeting may be difficult."

Yan Wei still had the calm look of a tall man with the sky falling, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Strictly forced a smile on his face, "Mr. Han will come over to participate in the review in person."

The GN people were chatting and laughing a second ago, but when they heard the news, their expressions became obviously serious, and they all straightened up as if they were facing a big enemy.

Seeing this scene, Mu Xia bumped Zhang Chi with his elbow, and asked him in a low voice, "Who is this Mr. Han? People in GN seem to be very afraid of him."

Zhang Chi turned sideways and also lowered his voice, "You don't know? Han Qingshi, the boss of GN, is the one who issued your social scholarship."

"Ooo, I remembered." On the day of the award ceremony, the name that was actually written on the nameplate at the beginning was changed to someone else just before the start.

"Is he fierce?" Mucha asked quietly.

Zhang Chi, "I don't know, I haven't met Mr. Han himself, but if he can manage such a big company, how can he hold people down if he has no skills?"

"That's right." Mu Xia turned the pen, and began to imagine Han Qing's appearance - eight feet tall, unsmiling, autocratic, arbitrary, slapping the table and staring at the slightest disagreement, making people get fucked... man.

Mucha couldn't help shivering.

Yan Wei, who was sitting on the other side of her, felt it and said calmly: "Don't panic, don't be nervous."

Mucha laughed dryly, thinking that she was not nervous, but frightened.

"Mr. Han." Yan Yan who was waiting outside the door suddenly bowed to one side with a respectful attitude.

In the meeting room, the GN people also stood up when they heard the sound, and their movements were surprisingly uniform.

At this time, if the Hezhong group didn't stand up, it seemed that they were very disrespectful to Party A's father.

Therefore, Mu Xia was sandwiched between Yan Wei and Zhang Chi, the fat ones, and looked particularly weak and happy.

She pushed the glasses that kept falling down, and leaned her neck a little to look at the door.

Huh!Isn't this sister Zhao who presented the award to her?

Mu Xia was very happy when he saw Zhao Jiahui who came in.

She likes this sister who has dimples when she smiles.

On the day when the awards were presented, she whispered encouragement to continue to work hard.

Apparently, Zhao Jiahui also saw Mu Xia, she blinked at her indistinctly, and quickly returned to seriousness.

Mu Xia caught Zhao Jiahui's small movements, smiled obediently, and prepared to respond to her.

The slightly waving paw was lifted halfway, and the person stopped.

Behind Zhao Jiahui, the woman who was strictly and respectfully invited in seemed familiar?

A well-tailored suit wraps a coveted perfect figure, and the same-color stiletto heels are stepped on by her like walking on the ground.

Exquisite makeup, sharp eyebrows and eyes.

When passing by Mucha without looking sideways, there was a slight wind, and a faint scent of perfume could be smelled.

It smelled... exactly like what she had smelled behind her ear that night.

----

Mucha was dumbfounded.

The mechanical gaze followed Han Qingshi inch by inch, watching her walk up to Yan Wei and greet him, then she sat down at the main seat, with her red lips slightly parted, and said, "Let's all sit down." The voice was not high, leading the mature woman alone. Some are low-key and restrained.

Mu Xia's body trembled, and his back felt chilly.

Pretty sister is the boss of GN?

How about a bad experience?

rumor? !

Are people talking so irresponsibly now? !

Woo!Is there still time for her to carry her bag and run away?

When Mu Xia was so messed up that she flew up, the people in the conference room had already taken their seats, and she was the only one left standing there dumbfounded. Compared to her who was still small just now, her image was unusually tall at the moment.

Zhang Chi turned sideways and reminded softly, "Mumu, sit down."

Mu Xia dealt with it like a dream, threw himself into the chair with a bang, pulled two locks of hair over to cover his face, and thought brokenly: There are glasses blocking it, the number one card, bah!Mr. Han will definitely not recognize her!right!However, I still want to run away!

"Young man, be normal." Yan Wei's leisurely voice came from the next door, like a Tang monk possessed.

Mucha had to admit that she was really nervous to the point of trembling.

No wonder that when she introduced herself that night, Han Qing said she knew it, so she really knew it.

wrong!

Sister Zhao was the one who presented her with the award that day, but Han Qingshi never saw her!

So how did she know?

The mud in Mu Xia's mind became thicker and thicker, so that the whole judging staff would drift off and don't listen well, and occasionally put an ear to it, and it was still Han Qing who asked questions quickly and ruthlessly.

Their awesome project manager and technical director were able to withstand it at first, but later they were stunned by Han Qingshi's own strength to ask him speechless.

"Mr. Han, I'm sorry, the problem with Storm is that we didn't consider it carefully. We will improve it immediately after the meeting, and provide GN with a new technical solution before get off work on Wednesday at the latest." Sun Hui promised.

Mu Xia couldn't see Sun Hui's face through the distance between the two of them, but he could clearly feel the embarrassment in his tone.

He is a Ph.D. from a world-renowned university who was recruited by Yan Wei at a high price!

Was asked a technical question by a business person and couldn't answer it?

Mu Xia leaned back and used Yan Wei's broad body as a cover to sneak a look at Han Qingshi, who was in the chief seat.

The latter returned to his indifferent state after killing all directions, and at the moment he was leaning sideways to listen to Zhao Jiahui whispering next to him.

Tsk, as expected of the top card, frowning is extraordinarily temperamental.

Mucha commented secretly.

Before she could look back, Han Qingshi suddenly raised his eyes and bumped into her without fail.

Their eyes met, Mu Xia's heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly looked away, picked up a pen, and pretended to record the problem.

I wrote a sentence back and forth—not me.

Han Qingshi was not blind, how could he fail to recognize the woman he spent the night with.

She didn't move much. After finishing the conversation with Zhao Jiahui, she advanced the meeting process, "This is the end of today's review. The second department will continue to follow up on the revision of the plan to ensure that the overall plan will not be affected."

Strictly trembling, "Yes."

Han Qing got up and was about to leave.

Almost at the same time, Mucha covered his forehead with his hand and buried his head lower.

It was nothing at all, but being knocked down by her like this became more and more abrupt.

Han Qingshi paused when he had already stepped out, and his meaningful eyes swept across her body quickly, and then did not stop.

----

As soon as Han Qing left, the serious atmosphere in the conference room immediately relaxed, and the whispers became much more serious.

The two parties confirmed several details one after another.

After the discussion was over, Strictly sent He Zhong and the others to leave.

The moment he walked out of the conference room, Mu Xia was like a newborn, thinking that he must eat two more bowls of rice in a while to soothe his frightened little heart.

Pity.

Her good mood lasted for three or four minutes.

When they reached the lobby, Zhao Jiahui hurriedly chased after her, "Mr. Yan, stop."

Yan Wei turned around, "Assistant Zhao, what else is there?"

Zhao Jiahui walked over quickly, with a smile on her face, "The plan proposed by Hezhong today is very beautiful in general. We will discuss the details later. Mr. Han sympathizes with everyone's hard work during this time, and let me arrange a few colleagues from Hezhong to have a light meal." , is it convenient for you to see?"

"GN invites guests, of course it's convenient for us." Yan Wei said politely: "It will cost Mr. Han."

"It should be, there are still many things that Mr. Yan needs to worry about in the later cooperation." Zhao Jiahui said, "Your side please."

Yan Wei, "Please."

Yan Wei and Zhao Jiahui walked in front and chatted happily, while Mu Xia followed behind, all hopeless.

"Brother-in-law, can I not go?" Mucha asked desperately.

Zhang Chi was curious, "What's the matter? Seeing that you have been out of shape this morning? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, yes! It's just uncomfortable." Mu Xia shook his head and nodded, making Zhang Chi laugh, "I really can't decide on this, you have to talk to Mr. Yan."

Mu Xia looked up at Yan Wei for a few seconds, and sighed in frustration, "Forget it." The useless struggle will eventually prove to be futile, and besides, there is only one sister Zhao for dinner later, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Thinking of this, Mucha suddenly felt refreshed, and his steps became much lighter when he walked.

However, what she didn't notice was that when He Zhong and the others were waiting to get in the car, another black car was already slowly driving away, in the same direction as them.

----

On the way, Zhao Jiahui said that people from GN Division [-] would also come.

When we arrived at the hotel, two groups of people happened to run into each other, roughly a dozen or so, and it was difficult to sit in an elevator.

Mucha has low qualifications and is young, so he consciously retreats to the back and waits for the next one.

Zhang Chi accompanied her.

Soon, the elevator comes up from B1.

With a crisp 'ding', the door slowly opened towards both sides.

Mu Xia, who was talking to Zhang Chi, raised his head subconsciously, and met a pair of cool eyes like water and moon.

The pupil color is very dark, and the streamer lightly flickers when blinking.

Why is it her again? !

Mu Xia's mentality exploded, and he wanted to pretend that he didn't know him and run away.

Zhang Chi didn't give her a chance. When he saw Han Qing inside, he took the initiative to say hello, "President Han."

Han Qingshi took off the wireless earphone hanging on his right ear, and responded briefly, "Yes."

For this reason, Mu Xia would be too 'orphan' if she pretended to be dead again. She imitated Zhang Chi, bowed slightly, and said in a dignified manner, "Mr. Han."

Han Qing said calmly, "Come in."

The two went in one by one and stood behind Han Qingshi.

Up to now, Mu Xia still had a little luck in his heart, hoping that he and Han Qingshi would just meet by chance.

Seeing the floors that had been illuminated by her, my heart felt ashamed.

Fine.

Once such a thing as evil fate exists, you can watch it quietly, and you will be tightly strangled by it by the throat of fate if you move.

Immediately after, another group of unknown people came up.

The leading man seemed to be drunk, his voice was rough, and his movements were large. When he was pushing and shoving with his friends, Mu Xia saw his hand almost hitting Han Qingshi.

Han Qing frowned unhappily, and stepped back as much as possible.

Behind him is Mucha who dare not move.

From a distance of a thin line, Mu Xia could clearly smell the faint fragrance of Han Qingshi's body.

Sweet and gentle, it spreads to the chest bit by bit along with the breath.

The elevator doors closed, and the confined space suddenly became cramped and hot.

Mu Xia leaned against the wall of the car and tiptoed quietly.

Her original intention was just to distance herself from such an uncomfortable distance.

The feet that didn't want to stand on tiptoe made up for part of the gap in height. As soon as she raised her eyes, she could see Han Qingshi's slender and fair neck, connected with the clear line of his jaw, which was extremely beautiful.

Recalling the feeling of kissing here that night for no reason, Mu Xia hurriedly looked away, but saw Han Qingshi's strand of hair behind his ear.

Automatic without wind.

Same as her breathing rate.

It was her breathing that was stirring unintentionally.

Realizing this, Mucha immediately held his breath stiffly all over his body, which still couldn't stop the scorching heat from spreading rapidly down his face.

The surrounding area was so quiet that the sound of the heartbeat was infinitely amplified.

Mucha licked his dry lips, then raised his hands to cover his chest with guilt.

call.

Is the control program of this elevator written with feet?There is no buffer for starting and stopping, and my heart is about to jump out!

and also!

It's only on the 5th floor. How long has it been?Just let people climb the stairs.

When someone was complaining in his heart, the floor arrival reminder sounded suddenly.

At the same time, the elevator suddenly jammed and stopped completely.

Mucha stood on tiptoe for too long, his legs started to become sore and weak, and his body dodged forward uncontrollably as the elevator froze.

Then, her slightly parted lips because of her shock fell behind Han Qingshi's ear like a kiss.

The tip of her nose was pressed against her delicate and warm skin.

The light fragrance that lingers for a long time is much heavier.