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Liu Qing drove Fu Jundie's cool Biagio motorcycle all the way to the company. There are some benefits to driving a motorcycle. At least when buying pot stickers, you can directly pull the car to the door of someone else's store, and you don't have to worry about illegal parking. What's more comfortable is that even if the traffic jams are blocked, you can drill in and out of the gaps in people, which is extremely convenient.

I drove all the way into the company parking lot, but it was only 8:45. When he was holding a helmet and carrying a breakfast, he appeared leisurely next to the front desk. A few girls at the front desk who were still smiling just now immediately petrified.

"Zhao Jia, you twist me." A girl at the front desk patted her face in a blank expression: "Uh, have I been sleeping too little recently and have visions appeared?"

"Today isn't April Fool's Day, right?" Another girl at the front desk also looked like she was about to faint: "Liu Qing was not late!"

"I said, you guys won't bet with me again today, right?" Liu Qing leaned against the front desk with a smile and lit a cigarette lazily: "Which of you wins the bet?"

"No one won." Even the most conservative Zhao Jia bet that Liu Qing would arrive within half an hour of normal working hours. With excellent records for three consecutive months, no fool would bet that Liu Qing was not late. Not to mention, he was ten minutes earlier.

"That's what I won." Liu Qing laughed and rubbed his hands, "You guys, each of you owe me a meal. If you think about the debt once, please get the money together and ask for a meal."

"Tsk, even if we sisters want to treat you, we have to choose a more handsome guy, right? For example, that handsome guy." A front desk couldn't help but look blank with anger. As he said, he turned his eyes to the opposite side again, looking like a silly maniac.

Liu Qing looked at her gaze in shock, but saw a young man about twenty-six or seven years old standing at the elevator entrance. He was holding a bouquet of bright red roses in his hand. He had a handsome face and fair skin. With a fitted white suit, he was indeed a handsome guy. Of course, this was measured by the taste of an ordinary woman.

In Liu Qing's opinion, this little white face is too rouge-like, and her skin is whiter and tenderer than that of an ordinary woman. Her eyes are slightly darker and a faint slight shade. This made Liu Qing turn back with a funny look: "Your eyes are too bad, right? This kid looks so sarcastic, and he looks like a mouse, and he is not a good thing at first glance."

"Liu Qing, you are jealous. Jealous people are more handsome than you." The front desk glared at Liu Qing with dissatisfaction. Another front desk lady also kept saying a word. However, Zhao Jia also frowned slightly and said, "I agree with Liu Qing's statement. Don't be foolish."

"Tsk, who doesn't know which one you and Liu Qing are?" The other two women joined forces to tease Zhao Jia and said, "Why, are you wearing the same pair of pants so soon?"

"Who is like you two fools? You are shocked when you see men..." Zhao Jia blushed and fought back.

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Liu Qing was really funny when he heard these women discussing men. He couldn't help but interrupt and asked, "Is this young man a new employee or?"

"Liu Qing, don't be old-fashioned, okay?" A front desk couldn't help but give Liu Qing a look: "Look at the Versace, can he look like a worker? And..." As he said that, he glanced at the little white face with a slight look and said in a low voice: "I saw him driving a Lamborghini sports car just now, so handsome. It must be the noble young master of a rich family."

"That's right, when he came to the front desk to register just now, he saw that his watch should be Patek Philippe's." Another front desk also looked longing and jealous: "If he hadn't come to pursue Mr. Mu, I would definitely have to take action first."

"Tsk, where is your turn?" Another front desk was unwilling to be outdone: "Your figure is not good."

"You have little doodou on your face."

"Your hair is still forked."

"you……"

Liu Qing was really angry and funny. It turned out that this little face was coming to chase his wife. He touched his chin and wondered whether he would go up and say hello to him, then trick him into the stairwell and beat him up. However, this kind of thing has been seen many. In just three months after Liu Qing came to the company, he had heard that no less than ten young men who thought they were extraordinary came to pursue Mu Wanqing. Another time he did not return in a bad mood.

"You think Mr. Mu will accept his flowers?" The front desk lady suddenly changed the topic and began to gossip: "I think Mr. Mu will definitely accept it. This handsome guy is much better than those before."

"I don't think so." Another argued with him again: "I haven't seen Mr. Mu have any affection for any man. Those flowers in the past were thrown into the trash can."

"This is different. He is handsome, rich, and elegant." The front desk immediately retorted: "Just just now, he said that he was Mr. Mu's classmate in the United States and a top student at Harvard. I think even Mr. Mu cannot be moved, right?"

"Our President Mu is cold all day long, as if the whole world owes her money." The one behind him was very jealous: "Maybe, she has any mental illness?"

"Yes, maybe Mu is always slap." Now, the two women seemed to have found something in common and began to slander Mu Wanqing from jealousy.

Liu Qing heard the more he became less and less interesting. He interrupted with a hurried smile: "You two dare to say bad things about Iron Lady. You are so brave."

"We're just talking about it here, Mr. Mu can't hear it. Liu Qing, you are helping Mr. Mu like this, shouldn't it be a secret love for Mr. Mu."

"It's not certain. There are rumors in the company that Liu Qing is also a rich young man. In order to pursue Mr. Mu, he went to the company to work. If you want to get close to the water, do you have to get the moon first?"

Seeing that they were getting less reliable as they talked, Liu Qing couldn't help but shook his head with a smile and said, "Tell you the truth, Mu Wanqing was originally my wife. Why are you chasing?"

"Tsk, Liu Qing, you are so bragging too much." The two front desks glanced at Liu Qing at the same time, and said with a smile on their faces: "Do you think Mr. Mu is crazy?"

"Hey, I'll prove it to you." Liu Qing smiled and said half-true: "Mr. Mu is sick today and will not come to work anymore."

However, as soon as Liu Qing finished speaking, a burst of rapid leather shoes hitting the ground came from behind him. The three front desks, including Zhao Jia, immediately put away their smiling faces and stood up straight. The expression was meticulous and serious.

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Chapter completed!