Fang Qing was silent for a moment!

But when she thought about it the other way, she couldn't let them just squat and work hard wholeheartedly, so she also had something to think about in her head, and then chatted with her idle mouth by the way.

Fang Qing really didn't know whether to laugh or cry now, she could only sigh: don't think about it, people who only know hearsay are really pathetic.

According to what they say: Can there be people in the background who can tolerate leaks? Then such a company is not right, and it is okay not to stay still; the more people like this kind of people have no access to the center of power, let alone know what happened to them, the easier it is to be exploited, so as to further exert the subjective initiative of the brain and conjure up all kinds of strange versions of the story.

Fang Qing didn't bother others to chew the root of her tongue, stepped on high heels, deliberately made her steps heavier, and walked out of the bathroom with a "puff".

Now it seems that although the email matter has been suppressed on the surface, since the incident has happened, the news is still spreading, and it is impossible to suppress other people's discussion of the information.

Song Qiyun has seen a lot of such things, in fact, when he and Liao Bufan were called into the boss's office, that is, President Xiao's office, he said his opinion: There are too many doubts and incomplete evidence.

So at that time, he was on Fang Qing's side, and he was also affectionate, and it was impossible for Fang Qing to do that kind of thing. But because he was very small, in the end, Mr. Wei temporarily rescued Fang Qing from the whirlpool.

Song Qiyun thought: Fang Qing seems to have a very hard backstage, and even a big Buddha like Mr. Wei can be pulled out to play tricks.

So after seeing Fang Qing return to her seat, Song Qiyun took the initiative to call her to the conference room.

He comforted Fang Qing and told her not to take some gossip to heart, what she said was pure nonsense of boring villains.

Song Qiyun said again: "Starting tomorrow, you will go out more to work in the field, and by the way, learn about the market situation. ”

Fang Qing thanked the leader, in fact, she knew that Song Qiyun arranged it like this, and she was familiar with the market, and the real purpose was to let her go out as an errand runner to get the information, and stay outside to avoid suspicion.

But it's hot, and when you go out under the sun, you won't be comfortable hiding in an air-conditioned room.

In the canteen at noon, when Chen Xi and Su Qiluo comforted Fang Qing, at the end of the summer, they stepped forward and pinched the sleeves of Fang Qing's clothes and groped for a long time, and said, "You have changed your shotgun!

Fang Qing took a bite of the steamed bun and replied vaguely: "Sent by a friend!"

At the end of summer, I was even more shocked when I heard it, and I almost sprayed the egg fried rice in my mouth: "A friend sent it? Isn't it okay to give me a dozen friends like this! Hey, is it a boyfriend or a girlfriend?"

Chen Xi interrupted: "Sister Xia Mo, don't gossip at this time, okay! Qingqing is annoying enough!"

At the end of the summer, he looked at the little goblin who came out halfway, and nodded Chen Xi's head: "You, hurry up! If you don't work hard, the golden beetle's son-in-law will be hung up by others." ”

Chen Xi took several fingers for no reason, touched his head and asked Su Qiluo: "Ups and downs! Who did I recruit to provoke whom?"

Su Qiluo stretched out his hand and rubbed Chen Xi's head and said, "Hey, poor thing, let's not wade into that troubled water, my brother loves you in everything!"

At the end of summer, he knocked out Su Qiluo's hand that was pressed on Chen Xi's head:

"Take away your stinky hands, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat! Chen Xi is not a swan, but it is not your turn to feast, guarding the roadside, it would be good to be able to drop a house finch, don't think about developing our precious canary!"

After a while, the end of summer also stopped, and the people at the table were speechless for a while.

Chen Xi said empathetically: "Qingqing, look back, I will tell you in advance the route where the driver of the Administration Department goes out to run errands and buys every day, and you check the destination of your trip to see if there is a place where you can take a ride, if there is, I will tell the driver to let you go with you!"

Fang Qing was so moved that she almost shed tears, this was the warmest sentence she heard after jumping all morning.

*

Fortunately, Fang Qing only needed to sit in the position to code words in the afternoon, and she did not come into contact with other turmoil.

However, things did not end peacefully.

Just as she was about to get off work, the little girl at the front desk in the lobby hurriedly came up from downstairs and shouted at the door: "Fangqing! Fangqing!

Listening to the shouts of excitement or panic, the whole office raised their heads, they first looked at the door, and then looked at Fang Qing in unison, Fang Qing thought: It's really a hell today, who is this provoking? Isn't there a phone, why don't you use it!

Fang Qing hurriedly flashed out of the office in the eyes of everyone.

followed the front desk and trotted to the lobby, and then I understood why the little girl was excited and screaming just now, and also, if she was a few years younger, she would also be lost in the spiritual world.

It's still red tulips, only this time there are more flowers, more outrageous kinds.

The flower card reads: Day 1!

Three words.

Fang Qing was a little confused, what does this mean, does it mean the first day of separation? Or is this the flower of the first day, and there will be every day in the future? Is it really uncomfortable to have money to burn?

Let's see what tomorrow is, if there are still flowers, then it is necessary to call someone, and it is really impossible to cash out to her!

Fang Qing thought of the beauty, only left the flower card and a flower, and the rest were placed at the front desk, which can be regarded as a share!

If there is affection in the heart, all that is needed is the heart, and the number of items is just a medium of transmission, a carrier.

Fang Qing went upstairs with a smile, and when she got out of the elevator, she "accidentally" collided with the oncoming person, and the flower happened to fly to the ground.

She was about to bend down to pick it up, but the flower was trampled on by a foot that followed, and the red high heels were even more bewitching because they were stained with flower juice.

Fang Qing looked up indignantly and met the eyes of the owner of the high heels, which was fierce, jealous and disdainful.

The tear mole in the corner of the eye is not who Yin Ning is!

Fang Qing wanted to scold her mother now, she was in no mood to work overtime, packed her backpack, and rarely pushed her bicycle home on time.

When passing by the alley in the morning, Fang Qing also paid attention to a few more looks, it shouldn't be so unlucky again, and she can still meet that person!

When I finally closed the door and left everything of the day out of the door, I was helpless and speechless, hoping that it would not happen again tomorrow.

Boil water to boil noodles, eat buckets of instant noodles to suppress shock, and feel the small happiness of instant noodles!

The water boils, and the layers of bubbles bulge and burst when heated, making a "grunt, grunt" and "pop, pop" sound.

Fang Qing looked at the white gas rising from the mouth of the pot, the water vapor that transformed from the water into sublimation, gently swirling, fluttering at first sight, but once it seeped into the air, it would scatter and disappear, after all, it was something that could not last forever.

Is it sad? It has existed, and it has not left a trace.