After Zuo Qian returned to the office, he first went to find his mobile phone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At first glance, there were several missed calls on it, two were from the villa, one was from Mu Jinnian, and the other was from Wen Jing.

Then there was another phone call from Mu Jinnian, asking her if she didn't have her phone.

Zuo Qian browsed it all roughly, and then went out to work on himself, and there was still no one in the office.

But in terms of the cleanliness of everyone's desktop, today is undoubtedly the last one for her.

So Zuo Qianzhao first cleaned up his office, and then went to inspect the various floors.

Seeing that the project was about to be completed, she didn't want to make any trouble at this time.

Zuo Qian first looked from the 12th floor, it was still the heavy wooden door, Zuo Qian pushed it open, and when he saw the situation inside, he was surprised.

It turned out that Wen Jing was leisurely sitting on the Taipan chair, instructing the workers to work.

"Bunkyo?" Zuo Qian looked at Wen Jing and asked a little abruptly.

Very curious about this scene.

"Zuo Qian?" When Wen Jing heard this, he raised his head and looked at Zuo Qian, his eyes were a little surprised and panicked.

"Wenjing, why are you here?" Zuo Qian asked suspiciously.

"I..." Just as Wen Jing was thinking about words, suddenly a worker stepped forward, interrupted Wen Jing's words, and directly called Wen Jing Wen Zong.

Mr. Wen? Zuo Qian bit these two words, and looked at Wen Jing even more suspiciously.

"Left shallow... I..."Wen Jing, first arranged the worker's affairs, and then turned to look at Zuo Qian, but he didn't know how to explain.

"Wenjing, what's going on?" Zuo Qian looked at Wen Jing, who wanted to speak and stopped, and asked with a puzzled face.

Can't guess what's hidden in Wenjing's dialect?

"Zuo Qian, the truth is... It's just..."Wen Jing said two in a row, but he still didn't know how to explain it, did he want to say, Zuo Qian, am I the young master of the new building?

It's absolutely impossible to say this, and I don't know what Zuo Qian will think of himself at that time.

So how do you explain that workers respect themselves?

That doesn't seem to make sense.

"Young Master Wen... Why are you here? Just when Wen Jing Zuoqian had a difficult plan, He Sinuo suddenly didn't know where he came from, and rushed directly to Wen Jing and asked.

"Miss He, I think you recognized the wrong person, my surname is Wen, I am not the Young Master Wen you know." Wen Jing looked at He Sinuo who suddenly appeared, only to feel that his head was big, and hurriedly retorted.

"Why not, I just saw Uncle Wen downstairs, and he's walking this way."

"What? Who do you say you've seen? When Wen Jing heard this, he quickly turned around and ran out of the door in a panic, looking around as he ran.

It's messy enough now, and he doesn't want his old man to add another fire.

"Wen Jing..." But as soon as Wen Jing arrived at the door, he saw his father walking towards this side with a group of bodyguards.

"Father." Wen Jing had no choice but to exclaim, his heart rushing.

"Mr. Wen." Zuo Qian also turned to look sideways, but saw that the old (Wen) Mr. Wen was walking towards him, and quickly stepped aside and said hello very respectfully.

While fighting, I thought about Wen Jing's actions just now, and then I realized that I had made a very naïve and low-level mistake.

It turned out that he had always misunderstood the sound of (Wen) and 'Wen', so that now he understands that Zuo Qian only felt a strong embarrassment, and lowered his head and wished there was a crack in the ground for him to get into.

But she was disappointed that there were no cracks in the ground, and it was smooth and smooth, and there was not a single path.

"Hey, the little girl meets again." When Mr. Wen always passed by Zuo Qian's side, he deliberately stopped and said very gently to Zuo Qian.

"Wen is always good." Because Zuo Qian had been confusing his surname before, he didn't dare to raise his head a little stiffly, but just said hello in a low voice.

"Why, I remember the last time we met, you were still full of vigor and spirit, why did you just ... Could it be that the old man is a tiger? ”

Because Wen Jing solemnly introduced Zuo Qian in front of Father Wen a few days ago, Father Wen also attached great importance to Zuo Qian, and asked funny.

"No, it's not." Zuo Qian was so frightened that he waved his hand again and again.

"No, then what are you holding back?" Father Wen asked with a smile, looking like a kind old man.

"Nope." Zuo Qian hurriedly pinched himself secretly and replied calmly.

"No, just come in." Father Wen looked at Zuo Qian and said gently, turned around and walked towards the office on the 12th floor.

"Uncle Wen." He Sinuo saw that Father Wen was about to leave, so he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted.

When she came today, she just saw Father Wen get out of the car, and then posted it, and after her own introduction, Father Wen immediately remembered who she was. (Of course, this is wishful thinking)

was overjoyed, and then hurriedly followed Father Wen up to the 12th floor.

"Oh, Snow? Can I help you? Father Wen seemed to have forgotten the existence of He Sinuo, and asked lightly.

The whole conversation looks indifferent, unfamiliar, and very different from Zuo Qian's attitude.

"Nothing?" He Sinuo replied in disdain, feeling lost.

"Snow, go get busy." Father Wen waved his hand and directly sent He Sinuo away.

He Sinuo had no choice but to turn around and walk towards his office.

Then Father Wen naturally took Zuo Qian's hand and walked to the office on the 12th floor, Zuo Qian was still immersed in shock and did not ease up.

All the circumstances of this morning came so suddenly that she couldn't ease her senses at all.

"Father." When Wen Jing saw Wen Father come in, he stood up and greeted him respectfully.

"Sit down." Father Wen pulled Zuo Qian to the side of the sofa, and then said casually to Wen Jing.

"Father." Wenjing found a position next to Zuo Qian and sat down.

"Mr. Wen." At this time, Zuo Qian came back to his senses and quickly stood up stiffly.

"Xiao Qian, sit down, don't be restrained, I always heard Wen Jing mention you, if you want to be restrained like this, Wen Jing will feel distressed." Father Wen waved his hand again and again, asked Zuo Qian to sit down quickly, and said jokingly.

Zuo Qian had no choice but to sit down, keeping his body stiff, afraid that he would do something wrong and lose face.

This made Father Wen have a little more affection for Zuo Qian, and felt that Zuo Qian, a girl, was general and dignified.

"Wen Jing, how did I hear that you followed Wen's suppression of Lefeng Decoration Materials Co., Ltd.? They are all decades-old businessmen, so don't make any trouble. Father Wen looked at Zuo Qian and nodded, then suddenly turned his head and said to Wen Jing.

Wen suppressed Le Feng's decoration, and he heard these words clearly, but he turned his head to look at Wen Jing in a daze.

"Why, just a greeting." Seeing this, Wen Jing quickly defended himself with a weak heart.

"Greetings? How can any greeting be intimidating. I don't care what you do, just don't hurt your face, after all, it's all from the Chamber of Commerce of City C. ”

Father Wen didn't leave this topic alone, but said point-to-point. (To be continued.) )