Shao Qing took out his phone, flipped through the list of friends, and found Fu Nanxing.

His head is like a cat, leaning sideways to face the camera, and he can only see a piece of snow-white hair, and he can't see his face clearly.

Shao Qing looked at the star squatting in front of his desk, raised his hand and brushed the hair again, and put the mobile phone in front of the star's face: "Mr. Fu's avatar is quite similar to you." ”

Long-haired white cats actually look about the same.

The stars ignored her.

It stretched out its paws to push away the phone that was in front of its face, shook its ears, and jumped off the table.

Shao Qing smiled.

She put the phone back in front of her, clicked on Fu Nanxing's avatar, and began to think about how to start the topic.

She asked her assistant for Fu Nanxing's information before, but this person's information was really clean, only two or three years, and it was all information linked to his company.

The information given to her by the assistant must have been able to be found on the surface, all the information about Fu Nanxing.

His profile was hidden.

Shao Qing stared at the mobile phone screen for a while, gently tapped the mobile phone screen with his fingertips, and then pressed his fingertips on the input box.

She was about to type in a message when she heard her phone beep, and then a message suddenly appeared on a blank chat page.

It's a voice.

Shao Qing frowned and glanced at the voice, opened the drawer, found a pair of headphones, plugged them into the phone, and then clicked on the voice.

The man's low, gentle voice rang in her ears at once.

"Miss Shao. His voice seemed to be smiling, slightly hooked in tone, like a brush, passing over the tip of a person's ear: "Miss Shao is really ruthless." ”

He sighed half-truthfully: "It's been a day since I added friends, and I haven't been contacted." ”

Shao Qing's brows furrowed again.

She tapped her fingertips on the screen of her mobile phone, thinking about how to reply to Fu Nanxing's words-

Fu Nanxing's words are not very serious, she is a little reluctant to deal with it, but after all, she wants to try to contact Fu Nanxing, and she must not talk to death about this day.

Shao Qing typed a line of words in the input box, and was just about to send it out, when he saw Fu Nanxing send another message.

It's not voice this time.

[Fu Nanxing: The hotel manager contacted me just now. 】

[Fu Nanxing: When they were cleaning, they picked up this thing. 】

He sent a picture.

The picture shows a hairpin, silvery-white, with a somewhat simple appearance, lying quietly in the palm of a person's palm.

The hand was beautiful, with slender and white fingers and distinct joints, taking into account both strength and beauty.

[Fu Nanxing: I remember that Miss Shao wore a hairpin when she entered. 】

He suddenly got down to business, and his tone suddenly became serious.

Shao Qing paused.

This person's attitude changed too quickly, and the proportions were just right, making the previous words more like a joke and making people angry.

Shao Qing deleted all the contents in the dialog box, re-edited two and sent them over.

[Shaoqing: It's my hairpin]

[Shaoqing: I accidentally lost it during the banquet]

Fu Nanxing replied quickly.

[Fu Nanxing: Really?]

He changed his voice and sent it again.

Shao Qing clicked it, and the warm male voice sounded, and the tone was very serious: "Then Miss Shao would like to meet with me tomorrow to take this hairpin?"

He then sent another voice message.

As soon as the previous voice is finished, the new voice starts playing automatically.

Fu Nanxing seemed to laugh, and the deep male voice was wrapped in magnetism, and it rang in his ears all of a sudden, and Su De's legs were weak.

Fu Nanxing asked, "By the way, we will have another lunch?"