Fu Jingting was silent, but he agreed with Cheng Huai's words.
God, it's really teasing.
"Now do you still think that I should tell Rong Shu her true identity?" Fu Jingting rubbed his eyebrows and asked Cheng Huai tiredly.
Cheng Huai shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Unless I want to kill her, otherwise, I think you should tell her."
Fu Jingting snorted coldly, "In that case, you should also keep your mouth shut and don't let her know what she shouldn't know."
"Don't worry, I will do it." Cheng Huai waved his hand and stopped talking.
Fu Jingting himself is not a person who likes to take the initiative to speak.
So, both of them became quiet.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the huge office was so quiet and depressing.
After a while, Cheng Huai spoke in a somewhat complicated voice, "Jing Ting, I know you are hiding Rong Shu's identity for her own good, but have you ever thought about it, some things can't be hidden for a long time.
You can't hide it forever, sooner or later Rong Shu will know her identity. When the time comes, she finds out that you knew it but didn't tell her, do you think she really won't blame you?"
Fu Jingting rubbed his fingers slightly with his thumb, and then replied after a moment: "She will blame me, but I believe more that she will think clearly later and understand my painstaking efforts. She is a smart person and she knows what to do."
"I hope so." Cheng Huai shrugged.
Fu Jingting picked up the remaining coffee and drank it in one gulp, "Now that you know everything you want to know, do you have anything else?"
The implication is that you can leave.
The corner of Cheng Huai's mouth twitched, "After all, we are also revolutionary comrades now. Isn't it a little unkind of you to just throw it away after use?"
Fu Jingting glanced at him lightly, his eyes showing impatience.
Cheng Huai stood up and said, "Okay, okay, don't look at me like this. If you look at me like this, I feel so scared. Can't I just leave?"
"Zhang Cheng!" Fu Jingting shouted.
Assistant Zhang, who had been waiting outside the door and had not left, heard his voice and immediately opened the door and came in, "Mr. Fu, what are your orders?"
"Send him out." Fu Jingting raised his chin towards Cheng Huai.
"Okay." Assistant Zhang looked at Cheng Huai with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, please come this way."
Cheng Huai rolled his eyes, "You have been standing outside the door. You also know Jingting. It seems that you two made an arrangement from the beginning. You will send me away as soon as you have the chance."
"It's good if Mr. Cheng knows, so please." Assistant Zhang replied with a smile.
Since I know that I have sent you out a long time ago, then don't be ignorant of the compliments.
Cheng Huai saw this meaning in Assistant Zhang's eyes, curled his lips speechlessly, and followed him.
The office became quiet again.
Fu Jingting looked at the direction Cheng Huai left. Thinking of Cheng Huai's last words, his heart was not as calm as his reply.
In fact, he was not worried that Rong Shu would blame him if he knew the truth.
But for her sake, he would rather she blame him.
He won't regret what he did.
A trace of determination flashed in Fu Jingting's eyes, and soon disappeared.
In the afternoon, Fu Jingting took the time to finish the work at hand and drove to Tiansheng Group.
When we arrived downstairs at Tiansheng Group, it was already six o'clock.
Fu Jingting sat in the car without getting out. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Rong Shu, telling her that he was already downstairs.
However, after the message was sent, it fell silent and there was no reply.
This made Fu Jingting think too much. Did she still care about what he asked on the phone in the morning, so she deliberately didn't reply?
Fu Jingting pursed his thin lips slightly, then stuffed his cell phone into his suit pocket, took the co-pilot's coat and put it on, put on the scarf Rong Shu knitted for himself, opened the door, got out of the car and walked towards the Tiansheng gate.
The appearance of Fu Jingting shocked everyone in Tiansheng Hall.
Obviously, none of them expected that he would suddenly appear here.
This is Mr. Fu of the Fu Group, the youngest richest man in Shanghai and even in the country, and one of the best in the world.
I didn't expect that they would be lucky enough to meet such people just after the next shift.
Mr. Fu must have come to see the chairman.
Everyone was speculating.
Fu Jingting didn't care about the impact his appearance had on these people. He walked towards the front desk expressionlessly.
Seeing him getting closer and closer, the front desk became more and more nervous. He was so nervous that his whole face turned red and he stuttered when he spoke, "Fu...Hello, Mr. Fu, please...Excuse me
Do you need help with anything?"
Don't blame her for being so useless.
In fact, she has never received such a big boss.
She has never even had personal contact with the chairman, let alone a bigger boss than the chairman.
It was already very difficult for her to remain rational and speak at this moment.
"Is Little Yezi still in Tiansheng?" Fu Jingting asked quietly.
The front desk person was confused, "Little Leaf?"
Fu Jingting pursed his lips and said, "Rong Shu."
The front desk was stunned.
It turns out that the chairman is Xiao Zizi.
They have never heard of the chairman having this nickname, and Mr. Lu has never called him by it.
I guess this is Mr. Fu's exclusive nickname for the chairman.
Ah ah ah, it’s so sweet, it’s so sweet.
The receptionist was so excited that his face turned even redder with excitement.
She was originally a CP fan of the Chairman and Mr. Fu, and she usually chatted about various things online. Now that she was late and one of the main owners personally handed out candy, she couldn't be excited.
If it weren't for the wrong place and occasion, she would have wanted to jump up and scream a few times to show her inner ecstasy.
Also, after Mr. Fu leaves later, she will send this matter to the Chairman and Mr. Fu's CP super chat, so that others will envy her, and she will be excited just thinking about it.
The front desk took several deep breaths before he managed to calm down. He kept a smile and replied to Fu Jingting: "The chairman is still in the group, and there was a sudden emergency meeting in the afternoon, so now the chairman and the managers of various departments are meeting in the conference room.
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I see.
No wonder she didn't reply.
Fu Jingting's tense heart relaxed a little, and after sighing, he walked towards the elevator.
The receptionist looked at his back, clenched her fists and was ecstatic for a while, then sent the news of his arrival to the group, asking everyone to come and eat dog food, not just her.
After posting, she logged into her bib account and started spreading candies to other CP fans.
Fu Jingting didn't know all this.
He came to the meeting room of Tiansheng Group.
There is also a reception desk outside the conference room, and there is a person sitting there at the moment. He is one of Rong Shu's assistants.
The assistant heard the footsteps and looked up from the computer. When he saw Fu Jingting, he was also surprised at first, and then immediately stood up to greet him, "Mr. Fu."
Fu Jingting glanced at him, hummed, then looked back at the closed conference room, "The meeting is not over yet?"
The assistant shook his head, "Not yet, but it should be soon. The chairman and the others have been in for more than an hour. Has Mr. Fu come to see the chairman?"
"Yes." Fu Jingting nodded, "Pick her up and take her home from get off work."
The assistant felt that he had eaten dog food for a moment, but he kept a calm smile on his face and replied: "Mr. Fu, wait a moment, I will go in and tell the chairman that you are here."
"No need." Fu Jingting raised his hand to stop her, "No need to disturb her meeting, I'll just wait for her here."
The assistant couldn't persuade him, so he made a gesture of invitation to him, "Mr. Fu, please sit here and wait. I'll get you some tea."
Fu Jingting nodded slightly, walked over and sat down where the assistant had been, waiting for Rong Shu to come out of the meeting.
