But Xiao Zichen didn't react at all, and was still looking through the group messages quietly.
"Mr. Xiao, they didn't talk about anything. They all knew Director Mo's identity, so they were so surprised."
"Mr. Xiao, you..."
"Why are you talking so much?"
Xiao Zichen finally finished reading everything, returned the phone to Liu Mingyu, said something disgusting, and then walked towards the parking lot.
"Mr. Xiao, aren't you angry?"
Liu Mingyu hurriedly caught up and asked tentatively.
"Didn't you say that they have not affected the work? I am the boss, but I am not so overbearing as to control their thoughts and speeches."
When Xiao Zichen said this, Liu Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, he breathed again.
"But some of the things said here are too ugly. Why do you mean I have two different things to do? Also, why am I so incompetent with my feelings? Oh, and why is it that Mo Yurou came back this time to get back with me?
Damn, look at her attitude, does it sound like she has feelings for me?"
Xiao Zichen complained seriously, getting angrier and angrier as he spoke. Liu Mingyu on the side did not dare to express his anger and could only nod in agreement.
"Okay, stop nodding. Momo and I will go get the certificate in two days. Then we will make an announcement in the company to save the people below from talking nonsense."
"Get the certificate? President, congratulations first."
Liu Mingyu received too many surprises tonight, and he was really worried that his heart couldn't bear it.
Hearing Liu Mingyu's congratulations, Xiao Zichen didn't feel happy at all and replied lightly.
"There is nothing to congratulate."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen got in the car.
Liu Mingyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mingyu, do you have Mo Yurou's WeChat account?"
Xiao Zichen rolled down the window and stopped Liu Mingyu who was about to get in the car.
Liu Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. Xiao Zichen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and then spoke again.
"As an assistant to the president, how can I not have the company's partners on WeChat? Add them as soon as possible and send them to me."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen drove away from the company.
Liu Mingyu stood in the wind, confused, and then he suddenly realized that this was not asking him to add Mo Yurou's WeChat message. It was clearly Xiao Zichen who wanted to do it but was embarrassed to say it.
But as an assistant, of course he has to solve problems for the president. So Liu Mingyu immediately sent a message to Mia, and after a while, Mia sent Mo Yurou's WeChat ID.
Liu Mingyu glanced at the WeChat ID on his phone, thought for a moment, and added himself as a friend first, and then forwarded Mo Yurou's WeChat ID to Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen was driving at this time and received a text message. When he saw that it was from Liu Mingyu, a faint smile flashed across his lips. He parked the car aside and then added Mo Yurou as a WeChat friend.
It was already half past six in the evening when Mo Yurou returned to Huating Mingyuan. She went upstairs, opened the door, and heard lively chatter coming from inside.
"Dr. Fu, you are so thoughtful. Knowing that my young lady is so good, you actually went all the way to see me. Thank you so much."
"Wu Ma, please stop thanking me. You have said thank you so many times since you walked in the door. If you do this again, I will never dare to come to your door again."
The man's kind and gentle voice came.
"Okay, okay, don't say anything anymore, stay for dinner later, and I'll make two more of your favorite dishes."
As Wu Ma said that, she left the living room, turned around, and saw Mo Yurou standing at the entrance.
"Miss, you are back. Dr. Fu is here and bought your favorite Chenji pastries, mung bean cake and flower cake."
As Wu Ma was talking, a head popped out of the living room. Fu Yusheng had a warm smile on his gentle and handsome face, and waved to Mo Yurou at the door.
"How do you feel about your first day at work?"
"Very good, quite fulfilling."
Mo Yurou changed her shoes and walked to the living room. When she saw the cakes on the coffee table, she took a piece and ate it.
"Thanks! It's a long trip."
Chenji Pastry is not located in Luocheng City, but in a county-level city below Luocheng City, which is an hour and a half away from Mo Yurou's residence.
As Mo Yurou spoke, she sat down on the sofa next to her. She held her phone in her hand and flipped through it casually. She saw several friend messages on WeChat and clicked on them.
There were two in total, and the one on top was Liu Mingyu. Mo Yurou passed the verification without thinking. Then when she saw the name of the person below, Mo Yurou's hands were slightly startled, and then she logged out of WeChat and threw her phone away.
on the coffee table.
A piece of pastry was eaten in two or three bites. Mo Yurou then took a piece of flower cake and took a bite. Her mouth was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers. Chen Ji's flower cakes were made with the freshest rose petals of the day.
The supply is limited every day, and Fu Yusheng bought her five large boxes this time, enough for her to eat for a week.
"You buy so much, you are doing wholesale."
There were more than a dozen boxes of various pastries, all of which were Mo Yurou's favorite flavors.
"I happened to have something to do there today, so I took it with me. If you like it, I'll buy it for you next time I pass by there."
Seeing Mo Yurou eating with gusto, Fu Yusheng was very satisfied and then asked again.
"How are you doing working there? That Miss Jiang didn't give you any trouble!"
From this tone, one knew that Fu Yusheng did not come here to deliver these cakes, but to care about Mo Yurou's work.
"Jiang Moyao? She is no longer responsible for the joint cooperation project. There is someone else at Sino-Ocean to handle the work for me."
Mo Yurou answered truthfully. As for how Xiao Zichen persuaded Jiang Moyao, these were not her concern.
When Fu Yusheng heard this, he was a little surprised, and then a faint worry flashed in his eyes, and there was a little melancholy on his gentle and jade-like face, as if he was worried about something, but Mo Yurou was so focused on the various pastries in front of her that she didn't pay attention.
See the subtle changes on Fu Yusheng's face.
"By the way, the Chinese New Year is only half a month away. How do you plan to celebrate this year?"
When Mo Yurou heard this, she remembered that it was already the end of January and the Lunar New Year was coming soon.
Mo Yurou was still in a coma during the New Year last year and was admitted to a hospital in the UK. But this year, she stayed in Los Angeles and seemed to be the only one with Wu Ma. When she went to the UK, her teachers and senior brothers were all Europeans.
I don’t know how to celebrate Chinese festivals at all.
Finally, Mo Yurou shrugged and replied.
"Isn't there still half a month left? I haven't thought about it yet. Besides, it's just me and Wu Ma. At most, we can cook two more dishes."
Hearing Mo Yurou say this so calmly, Fu Yusheng felt a little sorry for Mo Yurou, so he spoke.
"Come to my house and have some fun."
"Forget it, you know that I don't like the excitement, but I thank you for your kindness in advance."
Mo Yurou refused directly without thinking.
Mo Yurou knew very well what Fu Yusheng was thinking. Since she knew there was no possibility for each other, she would not give Fu Yusheng any hope.
Fu Yusheng was a little disappointed with such a straightforward rejection, but he could understand it, but he also knew very well that he would not give up just because of one rejection.
"You sit down for a while and I'll go change my clothes."
The situation was a bit awkward, so Mo Yurou found an excuse to leave temporarily.
Not long after Mo Yurou left, her cell phone on the coffee table rang.
Fu Yusheng looked at it and wanted to call Mo Yurou, but when he saw the caller ID on his phone, he sat down again, then took the phone and connected directly.
"Hey, it's me, Xiao Zichen."
Xiao Zichen's slightly angry voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Zi Chen, are you looking for Yurou?"
Fu Yusheng opened his mouth and asked in an extremely intimate tone.
At this time, Xiao Zichen was sitting in his car. He added Mo Yurou as a WeChat friend, but there was no reply along the way. Now, when he arrived at Yutingwan, as soon as the car parked, he couldn't wait to send Mo Yurou a message.
Rou called.
At this time, when he heard Fu Yusheng's voice on the phone, Xiao Zichen's already unhappy mood became even more angry.
"Yusheng, why did you get Yurou's phone number? Where is she?"
Xiao Zichen now has countless conjectures in his mind. No wonder the woman in the company didn't let him send her away. It turned out that she was going to meet another man.
Compared to Xiao Zichen's irritable tone, Fu Yusheng's voice was much calmer, and there was an indescribable sense of pride and provocation.
"Yurou is taking a bath. If you have anything, you can tell me. I will tell her later."
As soon as he heard this, Xiao Zichen punched the steering wheel, hitting the horn. A loud horn sound suddenly sounded in the underground parking lot, and Fu Yusheng could hear it through his mobile phone.
Xiao Zichen clenched his fists tightly, and the knuckles of the hand holding the phone made a rattling sound. Xiao Zichen asked almost gritting his teeth.
"Fu Yusheng, are you chasing her?"
"Isn't it obvious enough? Didn't you know it a long time ago?"
Fu Yusheng did not deny it, and there was no need for him to deny it. Don't all his friends know what he thinks of Mo Yurou?
What's more, since he and Mo Yurou are both single now, there is no moral problem in his pursuit of Mo Yurou.
Xiao Zichen had obviously known for a long time that Fu Yusheng liked Mo Yurou, but after hearing his direct answer, he still felt a little unhappy, but he didn't know why he was unhappy.
It's obvious that he doesn't like this woman, but when he hears that Mo Yurou is with other men, he always feels annoyed that something that belongs to him is coveted by others.
Fu Yusheng saw that Xiao Zichen had not spoken for a long time, as if his little interest had been satisfied, a winner's smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he said in a leisurely tone.
"If nothing happens, I will hang up."
After saying that, Fu Yusheng hung up the phone and put the phone back far away. Then he glanced at the bedroom door not far away and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Here, Xiao Zichen heard the beeping sound of hanging up the phone from his mobile phone. He punched the steering wheel angrily again, then put away his mobile phone, opened the door, got out of the car, closed the door roughly, and got in.