Chapter Seventy-Four: 99 Roses
When the afternoon work time came, the security guard appeared with a large bouquet of roses.
"Mrs. Pei, President Pei gave you roses. β
"......" The corners of Qiao Xihe's mouth twitched a few times, the roses sent yesterday were still on the table, delicate and beautiful, with no signs of decay, why did they send them again?
"Mrs. Pei?" the security guard reminded softly when he saw her in a daze.
"Thank you. Qiao Xihe came back to his senses and reluctantly took the bouquet, although it was not as exaggerated as yesterday's 999, but with a rough glance, there were probably 99.
And her for a long time?
The dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
Qiao Xihe sneered and casually threw the bouquet on the vacant desk next to him.
Lu Feifei clasped her hands, shook her head and sighed: "You two show affection, there must be a limit to trouble, right? β
"How can there be that idleness. Qiao Xihe clicked on the communication software on the computer, his fingers tapped briskly on the keyboard, and finally hit "send" heavily, feeling relieved.
Pei Tingyuan will definitely come to ask how she feels when she receives the roses, she might as well reply first, so as not to continue to be entangled with the surname Pei.
"Thank you for the roses. β
The reply quickly jumped out, making Qiao Xihe really wonder if the current P.L Group had no business to do, resulting in President Pei Da being idle enough to stay on the computer to reply to messages.
"How many roses do you think I'll give you tomorrow?"
"If the fragrance is too strong, I'll be allergic. Qiao Xihe replied ruthlessly, this can also effectively prevent Pei Tingyuan from sending flowers again, right?
Pei Tingyuan sent a "crying" expression.
"......" Qiao Xihe waited for that expression, and really wanted to take a screenshot to show everyone in the company, so that they could all see how naΓ―ve President Pei Da was.
However, reason stopped her actions.
Qiao Xihe knows that sending it out will only make people feel that they are shamelessly showing affection.
So, forget it.
Qiao Xihe typed another line of words, "I'm going to work, goodbye." β
"Okay, I'll pick you up after work?"
"I'm probably going to work overtime to read the documents like yesterday. β
"Take it home and see it. β
Qiao Xihe thought about it for a while, in case someone stayed to work overtime today, and she and Pei Tingyuan were bumped into in the office, I don't know what kind of rumors will come out tomorrow, and she misses the delicious meals cooked by Sister-in-law Wang, and the Pei family's chair is more comfortable to sit on.
"Okay. β
Then, Pei Tingyuan's side was quiet.
Qiao Xihe devoted himself to his work.
In a blink of an eye, it's time to get off work again, and there are really a few people who are ready to work overtime today, as if they have inspiration in design, and want to work overtime today to make a rough sketch, talk and laugh and discuss what takeout to order in the evening.
Qiao Xihe let out a sigh and packed up a few documents that he planned to take home to read.
Lu Feifei saw that she was packing her things, her eyes lit up, and she smiled: "Let's go, let's go downstairs and take the car together?"
"No," Qiao Xihe shook his head, "Pei Tingyuan will come to pick me up." β
"That's right. Lu Feifei was a little disappointed, "I've been busy for most of the day, and I forgot that you are married now, alas...... Pity me for being a single dog that no one hurts, by the way, do you have any news from Lu Yang? I sent him a WeChat message, but there was no reply, and my phone kept turning off. β
Qiao Xihe still shook his head, not wanting to mention this person, so he replied hastily: "No, I didn't contact him either." β
"This man, really...... Forget all the old friends. Lu Feifei sighed, packed up her things, and waved to Qiao Xihe, "Then I'll go first." β
"Okay, be careful on the road. β
Qiao Xihe also packed up his things, but he didn't see Pei Tingyuan appear.
Forget it, let's find a secluded and unassuming place to meet him.
She was about to turn off her computer and go to the underground parking lot when the communication software popped up again.
"Come to my office. β
It's Pei Tingyuan.
Qiao Xihe typed, "I want to go to the nearby gift shop and see you there." β
"No, I'll accompany you to the gift shop then. Otherwise, I'll get you. β
Although "......" was just a small line of black letters, Qiao Xihe felt the invisible pressure and rushed towards him.
She had no choice but to turn off her computer and go to the president's office on the top floor.
When Ji Yang saw her coming, she took the initiative to push open the door of the office, and as soon as she walked in, she saw Pei Tingyuan sitting at the desk.
Seeing that he was working on the papers, she didn't speak and sat quietly on the sofa.
The slight movement attracted Pei Tingyuan's attention, and he smiled and beckoned, "Come and sit here, wait for me for half an hour, and then you can leave." β
Qiao Xihe found out that next to Pei Tingyuan, there was a chair, which was particularly abrupt.
She sat down, Pei Tingyuan didn't say anything more, and continued to work, and then she saw that he had a few documents that needed to be read and signed.
Feeling very bored, and didn't want to play with his mobile phone in front of Pei Tingyuan, Qiao Xihe looked around, and soon found the wedding photos on the table, which was the scene of their wedding, the groom was smiling happily, and the bride was expressionless, but probably the groom's brilliance was too bright, so the whole photo would still give people the illusion of being full of happiness.
Qiao Xihe sneered silently, where is there happiness at all.
"What are you looking at?" Pei Tingyuan's voice suddenly sounded.
Qiao Xihe said: "No, I'm thinking about the design work for the next quarter." β
Pei Tingyuan said: "No matter what you design, it will be what I like." β
ββ¦β¦ You can't be so blind, as the president of P.L Group. Qiao Xihe was speechless.
Pei Tingyuan said: "Through your previous works, I have the confidence to think so. β
"Okay. Qiao Xihe saw him close the last document, "Can you go?"
"Hmm. Pei Tingyuan didn't get up, but took out a photo frame from the drawer, "Put this on your desk." β
Qiao Xihe took it and saw that it was exactly the same wedding photo as Pei Tingyuan's table.
"No, no. She shook her head in refusal, "My desk is too messy, there's no place to put it." β
Pei Tingyuan touched his chin, "Then I'll go downstairs later, take a look for myself, and find a place for you to put it." β
When Qiao Xihe heard this, he waved his hand in a panic, "It's better for me to figure it out myself, it's too troublesome to run to my office again." With that, she took the photo and put it in her bag.
This is just to perfunctory Pei Tingyuan, so she won't really put it on the desk, and even having to face Pei Tingyuan's stinky face during working hours is simply self-inflicted.
It's a big deal, when Pei Tingyuan came to the design department, she put it away casually, and she withdrew as soon as she left.
Pei Tingyuan touched Qiao Xihe's hair with a smile and took her hand, "Let's go, let's go home." β