Shi Sangluo was speechless: "Who else is coming?"

Fu Chengyuan continued without raising his eyelids: "This other ticket is for you."

"I won't watch it anymore, I'll take a break in the car and wait for you to come out."

Shi Sangluo was not interested in the drama, and he didn't want to spend money to serve them anymore, but Fu Chengyuan was very upbeat.

"Jia Jia always has something to do to get you. I hope you can be on call, instead of hudding in the corner and throwing me away like you did in the cinema before."

After he finished speaking, he waved at Shi Sangluo, asking her to buy tickets as soon as possible and not to talk too much.

Shi Sangluo wanted to refuse, but Fu Chengyuan turned his head and watched Lin Jia dance, as if the little girl she was talking about was very attractive, leaving only the back of her head.

She sighed and had to run back to the ticket office.

This time, she became more careful when buying tickets, and said to the ticket seller who subconsciously wanted to leave her VIP hall: "This time, you don't have to go out such a good location. Just give me a last row in the ordinary auditorium. The closer the seats are, the better."

This was the first time the ticket seller encountered such a strange request and said in confusion: "Are you sure?"

Shi Sangluo looked firm: "I'm sure."

By the time she returned to the waiting area with her ticket, the audience had already begun to enter the venue one after another.

Lin Jia was next to Fu Chengyuan and asked him to go in with him. Fu Chengyuan took two tickets from Shi Sangluo and took Lin Jia to check the tickets on his own, without saying a word to her.

She doesn't care, it's just right if she doesn't say it.

Shi Sangluo was following them at first, but when checking the ticket, he came to the other side neatly.

The performance hall is divided into two floors, and only the audience in the VIP hall can sit near the stage. Others are either far away from the stage or simply arranged on the second floor. After checking the ticket, they have to take an elevator to find their location.

As for the position that Shi Sangluo deliberately chose, she was even more out of the way. She could indeed see the performance on the stage, but both the angle and the vision were the worst. She thought that she could temporarily stay away from Fu Chengyuan by hiding here, and leaned on the chair with great relaxation.

Perhaps because the location was so bad, there was not even a single audience around Shi Sangluo. As a result, she got freedom. She turned the brightness of her phone to the lowest level and then started a message as if no one else was around.

Today is Saturday. As the vice president of Mingde Construction, she should have been working outside for project financing, but she went to the Fu family to be a driver. She should have told Mr. Zhao whether it is reasonable or reasonable.

Not long after the message explaining the situation was sent, Mr. Zhao called.

Shi Sangluo covered the receiver with his hands, lowered his waist and put his phone in his ear, but he almost fainted by Mr. Zhao's happy tone.

"Secretary Shi, is what you just said true? Fu Chengyuan let go? Not only did he not make things difficult for us, but he also wanted to cooperate with Mingde? All the teams use ours?" Mr. Zhao ignored the boss's image at all, and his happy voice was trembling.

Shi Sangluo's emotions were infected by his series of questions, his eyes were inexplicably moist, and his voice was low and clear to Mr. Zhao on the other side of the earpiece: "He said that at the moment, but the contract has not been signed at the end. I don't know if there are any variables in the middle, so it can only be considered his initial attitude."

Mr. Zhao burst into tears on the spot, and he didn't care that he was calling, so he hurriedly shared good news with people around him.

Shi Sangluo then learned that he thought Mingde Construction was destined to overcome this difficulty, so he called the employees of the project team together for a meal before the company went bankrupt, saying that he wanted to get together with everyone, but everyone knew in his heart that this was a breakup meal.

The atmosphere at the dining table was extremely depressed. Everyone sat around the table, obviously not having any appetite, but they still had to take into account the feelings of others and did not express them. They were all extremely difficult to bear.

Mr. Zhao was also in a bitter mood when he saw this. Just when he was about to despair, Shi Sangluo's message came.

Everyone in the project team learned from Mr. Zhao that the good news brought by Shi Sangluo was instantly excited and wanted to talk to her.

"It's worthy of being Vice President Shi, now everyone doesn't have to leave!"

"That's great!"

"Vice General Shi, you are my idol!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Mr. Zhao finally held his phone in a joyful mood, hid in the corner and smiled at Shi Sangluo and complained: "These guys are really not good at it. They just had a little hope and were about to float to the sky. Now they are talking nonsense."
Chapter completed!