After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

The Xia family has two children in this generation, and Xia Mingming has an older brother who has long been studying with his father in the company, and now he has taken over part of the family's business.

On the contrary, Xia Mingming's reputation is not obvious. Although he is not a few years younger than his brother, in the eyes of many people, he is just the most common rich second generation who only lives on dividends and waits to die.

Such a person suddenly said that he wanted to start a company to make games, and he hadn't heard any rumors before, which inevitably made Fu Juntong a little worried.

Although it seems to be reliable today and the ideas are very innovative, but one day you will feel tired and give up if you don’t keep it together?

So he had to confirm it more.

Xia Mingming also knows how his reputation is outside, and he hasn't made any achievements before, so it's normal to be questioned now.

"No, since I have done it, I will definitely do it well."

He also knew that there was no guarantee at all if there was only one blank verbal proof, so he took out several documents from his bag and handed them to Fu Juntong.

He carried a big schoolbag today, and all the useful things were in it.

"This is a little bit of information about the company. I can't really start from scratch. If there are existing resources, I still need to use them. My dad has a small game company under his name, so I took it over."

After Fu Juntong took the document, he put it in front of Han Qi to read it with him, but he specialized in art, and the lines were separated like mountains. Han Qi hadn't had much contact with this kind of thing, so he looked at it in a daze.

He felt that the code looked much better than these files, and these files made his brain hurt.

Fu Juntong didn't intend to read it carefully at first, but seeing that Han Qi wasn't interested, he read it faster.

He just checked in a hurry, and after getting the information he wanted, he handed it back to Xia Mingming.

The Fu family also has a gaming industry, and Fu Juntong also has a certain understanding of this field.

He could tell that the plan was well written, enough to see that Xia Mingming really put a lot of thought into it.

The things that have been spent on should not be easily given up, which made Fu Juntong feel relieved.

Now that both parties have the intention to cooperate, the subsequent communication seems to be much smoother.

It is enough to refine the details such as treatment requirements.

To put it bluntly, talking about treatment and other issues with people is a bit close to bickering with each other, which is really not what Han Qi is good at.

Fortunately, Fu Jun was with him, and he was in charge of communicating with Xia Mingming, so Han Qi seemed very relaxed.He just needs to sit on the side, eat something, listen and nod.

At most, he would express his opinion when asked, and Fu Juntong would solve other matters for him.

It's such a joy!

Han Qi is happy here, but Xia Mingming is not so happy.

He himself is like Fu Juntong, and he is even more nervous after such a close and long-term communication.

He figured it out, so he shouldn't have shown the documents to Fu Juntong. How could he know, but after showing him such a few things, Fu Juntong could clearly grasp his bottom line.

Every point mentioned is stuck at the lowest line of his psychological expectations. If it is too much, he will not be able to agree, but now, it feels like a loss if he doesn't agree, and it feels like a loss if he agrees.

He saved his life, he believed that in the boss direct employment, there will never be anyone more miserable than him!

He is just a fledgling, so he is no match for an old fox like Fu Juntong who has been immersed in the business for many years.

He looked at Han Qi who was sitting on the side eating leisurely, and immediately felt the difference in treatment between people.

I can only comfort myself in my heart: It's okay, Fu Juntong can't stay by Han Qi's side all the time, right? There will be opportunities in the future.

That's the only way to make yourself feel a little better.

After grinding for about half an hour, the talk was finally over.

At this time, Fu Juntong suddenly asked: "Have you prepared an entry contract?"

Speaking of this, Xia Mingming suddenly realized that he was not prepared.

When he was invited out this time, he just wanted to talk to Han Qi. After all, when communicating on WeChat, it was obvious that Han Qi hesitated.

He felt that it was impossible to solve it so quickly, so he didn't prepare a contract.

Han Qi was also aware of this problem: "Then sign it after you have drawn it up."

But he thinks he still needs to refer to the opinion of today's main output player Fu Juntong: "It's okay to be late, right?"

"There's no need to be late." Since Xia Mingming was here, Fu Juntong just stroked Han Qi's hair restrainedly, "I've already prepared the contract, and I'm in the car, wait for me for a while."

Xia Mingming: Shocked!

He co-authored Fu Juntong with everything planned, even the contract was prepared in advance, which was too well thought out.

Why do you always feel like you've been tricked?

Not only Xia Mingming was very surprised, but Han Qi didn't expect it either, but it would be the best thing if he could solve it once and not have to come out again.

He nodded and smiled: "Be careful, don't go too fast, don't be in a hurry."

Fu Juntong didn't pay too much attention to Xia Mingming who was standing by the side. He just shook Han Qi's hand and said softly to him, "I know, I'll be right back."

The documents were left in the car, but he hadn't brought them here, so he needed to go get them.

Fu Juntong closed the door when he left. In the room, only Han Qi and Xia Mingming were left looking at each other.

In the end, it was Xia Mingming who couldn't hold back, "You are not kind, you actually brought Fu Juntong to talk to me, how can I stand this!"

Although Fu Juntong and Han Qi were intimate, Xia Mingming didn't gossip about their relationship.

"I didn't want to either, he took the initiative to come."

Han Qi spread his hands. Although Xia Mingming's tone was almost questioning, Han Qi could tell that Xia Mingming was not really angry.

"You're still showing off in front of me!" Xia Mingming's tone became even more sad and indignant when he heard this.

He was originally a lively character, and he was more able to drive the atmosphere, so he immediately broke Han Qi's little rustiness in his heart.

They chatted a lot online. Although it was the first time they met in reality, they didn't seem to bump into each other when they spoke.

"I found that you are not the same as you on the Internet." Han Qi looked at Xia Mingming who was beaming in front of him, and couldn't help saying, "Before today, I always thought that you wouldn't look too easy to get along with."

"Oh, I'm picky, right? A lot of people say that about me." Xia Mingming scratched his head embarrassingly: "I just have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. There's nothing I can do about it, but you have to believe that I'm really a good person."

"And my avatar, don't you think, the protagonist in it is very handsome!"

Han Qi tried his best to recall, but he just remembered the pink color of his head.

Ashamed to say, he really never looked carefully at what was painted, he only knew it was a pink anime girl image, and he really couldn't see anything else.

He smiled a little embarrassedly, but did not answer Xia Mingming's words directly.

Seeing Han Qi's expression, Xia Mingming already understood.

"That's all." Xia Mingming waved his hand.

He was wrong, he shouldn't judge people by appearance, he knew that no matter how good-looking they were, programmers like them couldn't comprehend the essence of girls' comics.

"Understood, boss." Looking at Xia Mingming's disillusioned expression, Han Qi couldn't hold back, gave him a piss, and even laughed to himself after speaking.

His facial features were already gentle, but when he smiled, he looked even more harmless and easy to bully.

Han Qi also said that he was different from what he showed on the Internet. Why didn't he think about himself? He was fast in making things and didn't talk much. He always thought he was a big boss who didn't talk too much. Small and good tempered.

Speaking of good temper, Xia Mingming's anger suddenly grew out of his guts. He was already under the pressure of Fu Juntong, but Fu Juntong was not around at this time, so he had to take this opportunity to get it back from Han Qi.

"Okay, you're still talking about me, isn't it the same for you? You two teamed up to bully me. Now that Fu Juntong is gone, you can be regarded as falling into my hands, hahahahahaha."

He imitated the classic plots in the TV series, crossed his fingers and moved his wrists, looking like a bully who wanted to take over the people.

It's a pity that it hasn't been put into practice yet, when I heard the sound of the door being opened, Fu Juntong has gone and returned.

Holding the document, Fu Juntong watched Xia Mingming's movements in the room expressionlessly. Although he was still familiar with the expressionless expression, Xia Mingming could clearly see that Fu Juntong raised his eyebrows.

The DNA that had been beaten when he was a child was jumping wildly at this moment, he subconsciously straightened his back, put down his hands, and almost stood in a standard military posture on the spot.

Han Qi took the contract from Fu Juntong and gave it to Xia Mingming. After pulling Fu Juntong to sit down, he motioned for him to keep it. He originally thought that what Fu Juntong said that he was not easy to mess with when he was young might be an exaggeration. Relax yourself a little.

After all, he really couldn't figure out what it would take for a person with an expressionless face and occasional sand sculptures to become a tyrant in the children's world.But looking at Xia Mingming's reaction, he suddenly realized that Fu Juntong might not only not be exaggerating, but even be modest?

When Fu Juntong was not around, Xia Mingming could still call him the king for a while, but when he saw him coming in, Xia Mingming immediately faltered, stood stiffly for a while, then sat back in his seat, took the contract and read it.

But the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, because the above regulations were not different from what they talked about not long ago, and he only needed to add a few more later.

For example, if Xia Mingming just vaguely felt that he was being tricked before, he is completely sure now.

"See if there are any problems. If there are no problems, you can sign."

But the matter has come to this point, there is no other way, he can only sign his name on it in grief and indignation.

There are two copies of the contract, one for each of Xia Mingming and Han Qi after signing.

During this process, Fu Juntong kept looking at Han Qi without taking his eyes off him. Han Qi felt a little embarrassed, so he poked Fu Juntong furtively to signal him to put it away.

But sitting across from each other, these small movements of theirs seem to be hidden, but they can be seen clearly without looking at them deliberately.

Xia Mingming felt that he hadn't eaten, but he seemed to be choked by something, so he hurriedly speeded up the speed of signing.

For the signed contract, Han Qi handed it over to Fu Juntong, and Xia Mingming put it in his bag.

Xia Mingming was planning to sneak away to escape from this place of right and wrong, but just as he was about to leave, he saw Fu Juntong, who was sitting upright, fall back and lean on the back of the chair, with a hint of fatigue faintly showing between his brows.

!

Xia Mingming was shocked.

Why is Fu Juntong tired? Shouldn't he be the one who should be tired today? It's too fake!

But Han Qi didn't think so.

Fu Juntong has always been very busy with work, and he should be able to come to accompany him today because he took time out on purpose.

"What's the matter, let's go back to rest early?" Han Qimu showed concern.

"It's okay." Fu Juntong rubbed his eyebrows, "I worked overtime yesterday a little late."

"Next time I'll come alone. You don't have to come with me. I can do it by myself. I need to pay more attention to my body." Han Qi said reproaches, but his eyes showed unstoppable concern.

He originally wanted to help Fu Juntong stand up, but Fu Juntong refused.

"Then let's go first. If there is any problem, we can talk about it another day." Han Qisheng was afraid that Fu Juntong would hold back, so he hurriedly bid farewell to Xia Mingming.

"Okay, okay, let's go." Xia Mingming smiled an official standard.

Everyone went out, and Fu Juntong could still vaguely hear the voice explaining there:

"It's okay, I'll go back to sleep"

"No, you are more important than work."

It's too nasty, I didn't expect Fu Juntong to look so cold on weekdays, but he could say such things with ease.

Xia Mingming sighed silently, and for some reason, he always felt that Fu Juntong's posture seemed to be deliberately done for him to see.

It's like taking an oath of sovereignty.

Don't treat him as a rival in love, right?