In the end, Fu Heng silently turned off the computer for Chu Ci, and then walked up the stairs with a condensed face.

In the room, Chu Ci was lying on the bed and was almost asleep.

Fu Heng walked over and looked at her expressionlessly: "Have you found a job recently?"

Chu Ci closed his eyes and said in a soft voice: "Not yet, I'm submitting my resume!"

"Is it still related to the media?"

"Well, that's what I'm going to learn, you can't let me manage finance across disciplines!"

After speaking, she turned over: "I'm going to sleep, you go take a bath!"

Fu Heng saw that she was really sleepy, so he didn't ask more, and went to the bathroom to take a shower without saying a word.

When Chu Ci woke up the next day, the man next to him was probably almost gone.

So she brushed her teeth, washed her face, put on her pajamas and put on her messy hair, and prepared to go down to find something to eat.

As a result, as soon as I arrived downstairs, I saw Fu Heng sitting at the dining table with a neat collar and eating breakfast.

She was startled and rubbed her hair, which was a little messy: "I thought you were gone!"

Fu Heng took a bite of the omelette: "It's still early, come over for breakfast." “

Chu Ci walked over and glanced at the simple breakfast on the table, a few slices of whole-wheat bread, and an omelette and a glass of milk, she raised her gaze from the food: "You got it?"

"Whatever you want. ”

Chu Ci took a bite of the omelette, she was neither old nor raw, anyway, she did better than her.

When she took a bite of bread, Fu Heng was almost finished, his eyes rolled silently, and he asked as if chatting, "Do you still want to submit your resume today?"

"Hmm. Chu Ci took a sip of milk, "No company has responded to me yet, so I have to continue to vote." ”

"Which companies have you invested in?"

Chu Ci wrenched his fingers and calculated: "There are Xingcan Media, Angel Culture, and the editorial offices of some small magazines. ”

That's pretty much it, and that's probably all she can do.

"Come on, then. Fu Heng gave her an encouraging smile.

The smile was very shallow and faint, but because the man's appearance was too high, Chu Ci, who got up early in the morning and had insufficient oxygen supply to her brain, felt as if there was such a short moment that she was really short of oxygen.

She stuffed herself with a slice of bread: "I will." ”

Fu Heng's slender fingers knocked on the table: "Haven't you gone out to play these days?"

Chu Ci was stunned, and suddenly remembered the sticky gaze yesterday, she couldn't help but shudder, then bit her lower lip and said, "I went out for lunch with Chu Xuan yesterday, and then I came back." ”

She was thinking about whether to tell Fu Heng that someone seemed to be tracking her, but there was no actual evidence, and Fu Heng seemed to be very busy, so she was ready to press it down first, and then talk about it later when she had time.

Fu Heng watched the expression on her face change slightly, and her eyes sank: "Have you been in contact with Lu Xiang recently?"

"Lu Xiang!" Chu Ci thought for a while: "I was still talking a few days ago, I'm very busy these days, and I haven't been in touch." ”

She tilted her head and tore off a slice of bread: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing?" Fu Heng lowered his eyes and glanced at the entangled patterns on the tablecloth: "It's just that I'm thinking, her child is probably about to be born, and someone hasn't moved at all." ”

Chu Ci almost didn't choke herself, she coughed: "This kind of thing can't be forced." ”

Fu Heng didn't speak, and went out with the bag.

When he was in the car, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to Cheng Yuan.

President Fu has always spoken very directly, and he said to Cheng Yuan unabashedly: "Help me go through the back door." ”

Cheng Yuan held the phone, and a drop of cold sweat slid down: "President, you said." ”

"Call Xingcan Media and Angel Culture, ask their HR department to process resumes more efficiently, and then tell them HR to pay attention to a resume named Chu Ci. You just say that this girl is hardworking, hard-working, and has strong business ability. ”

Cheng Yuan thinks that sometimes, people just easily feel that everything is okay with the people around them.

For example, the current President Fu Da is really unabashed when he praises his wife, and he blushes when he listens.

Cheng Yuan wiped his sweat: "Okay, I know." ”

…………

On the eighth day of the first month, Chu Xuan wanted to take the high-speed train back to City A, and Chu Ci was fine, so he went to the station to see him off.

Chu Xuan was already more than half a head taller than her, he carried the box and looked down at Chu Ci's eyebrows: "Let's get here, I'm going to enter the station." ”

Chu Ci couldn't help but ask, "Is Sheng Minghuan gone?"

Chu Xuan pursed her lips and looked behind her.

Sheng Minghuan was getting out of the taxi, hurrying over here with a small pink suitcase, and waved at her excitedly when he saw Chu Ci.

Chu Xuan walked over and took the box in her hand: "Didn't you let you go back first?"

Sheng Minghuan blinked, his voice was very small, "I want to go back with you!"

Chu Ci was amazed by this quiet flirtatious technique, and decided to learn it at the moment, and then quietly flirted with Fu Heng.

Compared with Chu Xuan's reserve, Sheng Minghuan was very bold, and she winked at Chu Ci: "Sister, don't worry, I will take care of Chu Xuan." ”

Chu Ci smiled: "Okay, then Chu Xuan will please you." ”

The back and forth conversation between the two made Chu Xuan speechless, and he wrinkled his eyebrows: "Sheng Minghuan, what are you talking about!"

"Hey, Chu Xuan, why are you so fierce!"

Chu Ci felt that his attitude was too bad, and he had to teach it well.

Chu Xuan twisted his head to the side and stopped talking.

After Sheng Minghuan said goodbye to Chu Ci, she and Chu Xuan walked side by side towards the station, and saw that Chu Xuan was tired of carrying two boxes, so she reached out and tugged at her box: "I'll just come by myself." ”

Chu Xuan turned his face sideways and glanced at her lightly: "You follow me, don't get lost." ”

Sheng Minghuan pursed his lips, oh happily, and then trotted to keep up with Chu Xuan's pace.

…………

After Chu Ci sent out more than n resumes, she finally heard back and asked her to come for an interview.

At that moment, she was so excited that she wanted to share this joy with Fu Heng immediately.

But I feel that Fu Heng seems to be coming back later and later these days, and I don't know what I'm busy with, sometimes I'm so busy that I come back in the middle of the night and sleep in the study next door, probably because I'm afraid of disturbing her, and sometimes I don't even come back at night.

Occasionally, when she came back at about nine o'clock in the evening, Chu Ci just wanted to go to the kitchen for him to get some supper or something, but when she turned around, she found that Fu Heng had already approved her clothes and stood at the door and said to her, "I'll go out." ”

Although Chu Ci was not very comfortable in his heart, he did not say it explicitly.

After all, once a man is busy with his career, he can really be away from home for 360 days, especially a man like Fu Heng, who is even more like a sophisticated bid-winning instrument, rotating every minute.

Chu Ci didn't know what he was busy with, or something was bothering him, afraid of asking a few more words to annoy him, not to mention that they didn't meet often.

This went on for a week or so.

Until the time of Chu Ci's interview.

The interview that day went exceptionally well, and the interviewer's questions were very simple, almost all of them were some recent questions, and they were smiling all the time, as if it was a great honor for them to recruit Chu Ci.

After Chu Ci answered all the questions nervously, the interviewer continued to smile and said, "Miss Chu, we will inform you as soon as there is a result." ”

"Okay. Chu Ci nodded, took the bag and walked out of the big mouth.

When standing outside the building, Chu Ci tidied up his scarf, and the weather forecast for the past few days said that the cold air had dropped, so that the citizens could keep warm.

Here, when Chu Ci sorted out his scarf and was about to call the driver to pick him up, the mobile phone in his coat pocket began to vibrate by itself.

Chu Ci took out his mobile phone and saw that Fu Heng's name was written on the caller ID.

She frowned, Fu Heng called her, could it be that she wanted to ask her how the interview was?

With this in mind, she picked up her phone and put it to her ear, and then found a remote and quiet place.

"Husband, is there something wrong?"

"Where are you?"

Fu Heng's voice was low and seemed to have a touch of anxiety, which made Chu Ci stunned: "I just came out of the interview." ”

But the man didn't ask her what the interview result was, but asked, "Has Lu Xiang contacted you?"

Lu Xiang?

What does he care about Lu Xiang do!

"Chu Ci, you tell me the truth. At the end, Fu Heng added.

"I didn't ...... No!" Chu Ci bit his lip, and was a little baffled by him.

Then after he said a good word, the phone hung up.

Chu Ci, who hung up the phone, was still a little stunned, I didn't know what Fu Heng called her just now to ask her what Lu Xiang wanted to do, when she picked up the phone and was about to call the driver, another strange call came in, and when she saw that it was a stranger's phone, Chu Ci simply hung up without thinking about it.

But soon, the phone rang again.

As soon as Chu Ci opened the answer button, Lu Xiang's voice sounded: "Chu Chu, you help me go to a place now, and I will send you the address later." ”

Lu Xiang's speed of speech was too fast, causing Chu Ci to not react for a while: "Lu Xiang, where are you, what happened." ”

"It's a long story, and I'll talk to you about it later. ”

"Okay, what are you asking me to do there?"

"Jiang Xing kidnapped Wen Wen and they are there now, originally I wanted to delay the time and release them, but now that Mu Xiuchen has probably found out, I am afraid that he will kill Jiang Xing, so you have to hurry over and stop him now. ”

Chu Ci was circled by her and didn't understand: "No, why don't you tell Jiang Xing?"

No, why didn't she stop it?

"No, I can't contact him. ”

Chu Ci just wanted to ask again, but Lu Xiang was about to cry urgently: "Chu Chu, when I beg you, Jiang Xing has helped you before, I'm afraid that Mu Xiuchen will really kill him." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go. ”

Chu Ci hung up the phone, and when he saw the address sent by Lu Xiang, his eyebrows had condensed into a Sichuan character.