Fu Shiyan thanked him, and when he took it, Jiang Shu had already taken the opportunity to leave.
She returned to the original dining table. Wang Jin had returned. She sat quietly on her seat with the shirt she had just bought beside her. The new packaging showed that she cared about everything.
"Sister Wang Jin?"
Wang Jin came back to her senses, she curled her lips and said, "Where have you been? I didn't see you when I came back. I thought you left again."
"...I went to the bathroom, has Mr. Fu not come back yet?"
Wang Jin turned around and said, "I'm back."
Fu Shiyan strode towards this side, already wearing a clean shirt, which was tightly fitted and meticulous, and there was no trace of absurdity underneath.
"Shi Yan, I bought you a new shirt as an apology." He didn't mean to be flattering, his tone was calm.
Fu Shiyan was a little helpless, "If you are so arrogant, I don't think the two companies need to cooperate."
Wang Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head, "Who is it? By the way, the Buddhist string I gave you last time is here. You need to carry it with you, otherwise it won't work."
There was nothing on Fu Shiyan's white and sexy wrist.
He said with a bit of joking: "The items given by Mr. Wang must be kept at home and treasured."
He was sophistical, what else did Wang Jin want to say, but Fu Shiyan had already excused himself as he had to leave first because he had something important to do. He picked up the coat that was placed on the seat and walked out. He walked in a hurry, which looked really urgent.
In the end, nothing was confiscated from her.
Wang Jin turned his head and Jiang Shu was staring at Fu Shiyan's disappearing figure. Something flashed in her eyes.
"It's a pity that I didn't let you say a few words to him at all."
Jiang Shu glanced at her and covered the food box on the table for her, "Mr. Fu is a busy man, and it is said by outsiders that if you can meet him once, let him remember that it is all the smoke of the ancestors."
This metaphor is quite funny. Wang Jin said: "But to be fair, you are the daughter of the Wen family, so you shouldn't have to take this smoke from your ancestors. By the way, considering your age, you and Shi Yan are of the same generation, haven't we met before?
"
Jiang Shu's hand paused for a moment, something he had never seen before...
"I haven't returned to the Wen family before, so I can't match him. But my first job after graduation was at Fu's."
Wang Jin was shocked, "Were you once an employee of Fu's?"
"Well, I left the design department later."
"..."
Wang Jin continued to be shocked, and continued to ask until he left the restaurant, "Even so, you haven't seen Shi Yan?"
"I don't dare to say that I have never met him at all. I met him a few times during meetings. Later I participated in some activities and saw him at a distance."
Jiang Shu said this not without guilt.
Fortunately, Wang Jin was from Nanshi and didn't know much about Haicheng's old affairs. As long as she didn't talk too much, she wouldn't notice anything was wrong.
"Then what is your first impression of Shiyan?"
Wang Jin started the engine and asked suddenly.
"..."
"Mr. Fu, he is a gentle gentleman and polite."
"Stereotype."
No, you are telling lies with open eyes.
Wang Jin stepped on the accelerator and said, "Jiang Shu, we can be considered friends."
This question came out of the blue, and Jiang Shu was holding a food box for her in his arms. She looked at the traffic ahead and didn't know how to answer it for a while.
"I think we need to experience many important emotional moments before we can be considered friends. Sister Wang Jin, we may not be there yet, but you are a very good boss and partner."