She had to admit that Fu Yunshen had some magical powers.
It was obviously a bad act, but when it came out of his mouth, it felt like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks flying in pairs.
But she never regarded herself as a poor person, snorting coldly, "It's rare for Mr. Fu to have such self-awareness."
Fu Yunshen retorted, "I don't think so. If I really knew myself, I should have sent you my room number now. Don't you think I know how to measure myself?"
"It's so shameless." Xu Ci blurted out without thinking.
When the words fell, even she was stunned for a moment. Sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere on the other side, she quickly answered, "I'm talking about myself."
The person on the other side couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing, his voice low and charming.
In the next two hours, he said something and Xu Ci responded, with perfect timing and no one took the initiative to cross the line.
Even when saying good night, there is an appropriate limit.
When I hung up the phone, a woman's low moan came from the other end unexpectedly.
We are all adults and we know what it is when we hear it.
Xu Ci held the phone, lowered his head and smiled bitterly, then turned around and closed the balcony door.
Fu Yunshen looked down at the virus link on his phone that couldn't be closed. He simply shut it down and restarted it, and then quickly blocked the person who sent the link.
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Due to leaving early yesterday, Xu Ci arrived at the company extra early today. There were not many people in the company, and they gathered in the break room in twos and threes. Xu Ci went in with a coffee cup to pour coffee.
But someone stopped him, "Xu Zhu, didn't Vice President Li tell you about the new Mr. Fu? Does he have a girlfriend?"
Excellent and rich men are usually the center of women's gossip.
But she remembered that low gasp, her palms felt sore, and she squeezed the handle of the cup tightly, "Have you finished your work? Do you have time to gossip here?"
It was quiet for a while, but the sound of discussion continued when we left.
"I saw a woman in a red dress in Mr. Fu's car yesterday."
She never wears a red dress.
When Xu Ci returned to the office, Li Pengcheng happened to be at work. He gave her a work card and scolded her with a frown, "Xu Zhu has a bad memory recently. It will be troublesome if he loses something big next time."
Xu Ci took it in surprise and suddenly understood, "I've been so busy lately, I'll definitely pay attention to it in the future."
Li Pengcheng snorted coldly and ignored her. Xu Ci followed him into the office, "The minutes of yesterday's meeting have been sent to the mailbox."
"I saw it." Li Pengcheng did not raise his head, his eyes fell on the flashing WeChat message.
After reading it, he sighed in displeasure. He had long expected that Fu Yunshen was unreliable.
Xu Ci also saw it.
It was Junhe's internal work group. Fu Yunshen flew to Milan early in the morning and came back a week later.
Xu Ci didn't say anything, and left after arranging today's itinerary for Li Pengcheng.
Before she could walk back to the office, Xu Ci received a message that her work had passed the selection of the design exhibition.
She was startled.
This man, He Chen, is quite sinister.
Afraid that she would disagree, he would strike first.
Now, if she didn't do it, it would feel like she was getting something for nothing.
She doesn't like others to owe her favors, and she doesn't like to owe others either.
Back in the assistant's office, Xu Ci took a sip of coffee and started scrolling through Ji Qing's circle of friends.
There is a lot of content in the circle of friends, except for the B-ultrasound single that recently declared war, the rest is a fake sophistication of a conceited celebrity.
He Chen's vision was really getting worse year by year, and in the end he was defeated by such despicable means.
She clicked on the WeChat dialog box and asked Ji Qing out.