After arriving on the 6th floor, Zuo Qian gently walked up and knocked on the door of the 6th floor, and only after getting permission did he walk in. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw that in the conference room on the 6th floor, Xiang Yang, Lao Wenzong and Wen Jing were sitting opposite each other on the white marble coffee table, and there was a cup of tea in front of them.

"Boss, Mr. Wen." Zuo Qian smiled and respectfully saluted the two big bosses.

"Zuo Qian is here, sit down." Mr. Wen looked at Zuo Qian sideways, smiled very gently, and pointed to the empty place next to him casually.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen." Zuo Qian's eyes looked sideways, and it happened to be next to Wenjing, and a cup of freshly brewed tea was opened in front of him, and the teacup was filled with ethereal white smoke.

Zuo Qian thanked him and walked towards Wen Jing generously.

"Zuo Qian, sit here." After walking in, Zuo Qian had a hard time in the title, I don't know whether it is better to call Wen Jing's name, or to call Young Master Wen or Wen Shaozong, Zuo Qian is very entangled, and he opened his mouth a few times but didn't call out.

"Thank you." Zuo Qianyan looked at the position next to Wen Jing, said dryly, and then sat down stiffly.

"You're welcome, tea." Wen Jing stretched out his hand and gently pushed the tea in front of him to Zuo Qian's side, and gestured.

"Okay." Zuo Qian stretched out his hand and picked up the teacup solemnly, taking the opportunity of lowering his head to drink tea, raising his eyes and secretly looking at the other three. Obviously, Xiang Yang can do it, I don't know why he still called himself up, Zuo Qian is very puzzled?

Don't... Zuo Qian blinked, squeezing out unrealistic thoughts.

Although the boss is not omnipotent, but he is not without a wrist, okay, otherwise how can such a big project be followed, sure enough, Zuo Qian has not cleaned up the garbage in his head, and he heard Xiang Yang shouting leisurely.

"Uncle Wen..."Feelings, this is also nepotism! Zuo Qian almost squirted out of the tea when he heard the words, forcibly swallowed it, and coughed violently one after another.

Zuo Qian's cough successfully attracted the attention of the other three, first Wenjing hurriedly reached out and smoothed Zuo Qian's back, only reassuringly, "Be careful, be careful." ”

Then, when Xiang Yang saw this scene, he slid down the black line directly on his forehead, only to feel a crow flying overhead.

However, the focus of his attention was not on Zuo Qian's surprise, but on Zuo Qian's Wen Jing, who was very concerned about Zuo Qian, and the old Wen Zong, who was also looking at Zuo Qian.

Now he understands why Lao Wen always calls Zuo Qian, and even worries about Mu Jinnian.

I don't know what Mu Jinnian will do when he sees his woman being touched by other men, especially his rival in love.

Xiang Yang buried his head, secretly taking advantage of the emptiness of drinking tea, but the corners of his mouth rose evilly and even looked forward to it.

"Miss Zuo, what's wrong, don't you feel very surprised?" Mr. Wen waited for Zuo Qian to calm down before he asked slowly, the voice was amiable.

"Sort of." Zuo Qian was still a little uncomfortable, patted his chest, looked at Mr. Wen with a weak heart, and then looked at Xiang Yang, and said embarrassedly.

At the beginning, she was proud that the gorgeous project had spanned the entire M country, but she didn't expect it.

"That's right, Xiaoyang's father and I came out of the army, and after we were discharged from the army, we were all in business, so we should take care of each other if there is anything." Lao Wen always looked at the well-behaved and lovely Zuo Qian, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, took a sip of tea, and explained slowly.

"Oh." Zuo Qian nodded when he heard this, and saw that Xiang Yang was looking at Mr. Wen, and he understood.

"Xiao Qian, when will you arrive at Xiang Yang's company?" Mr. Wen looked at the empty teacup, picked up the teapot and poured water to the side, and asked seemingly casually.

Mr. Wen's action of pouring tea was very slow, and he saw a clear stream slowly gushing out of the teapot with the sound of rushing water, and then happily ran to the teacup, emitting a very pleasant body, which was refreshing.

"I went to do an internship in my junior year, and then I stayed." Zuo Qian replied truthfully, I don't know why Mr. Wen asked this.

"Junior, so early, what a good boy." The old Mr. Wen, who was pouring tea, stiffened his wrist, raised his head and glanced at Zuo Qian, for two seconds, and then continued to say leisurely, but the eyes of Zuo Qian were obviously different.

In the past, Lao Wen always looked at Zuo Qian's eyes and just thought that Zuo Qian was beautiful and good-looking, and did not think about it at a deeper level, but today it seems to be more of an appreciation, a kind of recognition, and a feeling of being his own family.

The tea in the teacup was slowly poured to the full, Lao Wen always put the teapot on the coffee table, and after half the salary, he continued to say leisurely, "I heard Xiaowen say, you are also from City C, right?" ”

"My hometown is from City C, and I moved to City A later." Zuo Qian didn't know why Lao Wen asked her these strange questions, and after answering this question, he raised his head to see that Father Wen was neither humble nor arrogant and asked. "Mr. Wen, do you have anything to do?"

This feeling of being led by others without freedom is not good at all, and Zuo Qian desperately wants to get rid of this shackle.

"I just want to meet your family, what kind of parents can raise such good children." Lao Wen always looked at Zuo Qian happily when he heard this, and he was not angry because of the seemingly disobedient Zuo Qian.

Since Wen Jing mentioned Zuo Qian in front of him last time, Lao Wen has always been full of curiosity about this girl who can attract his son so much, and he took the time to inspect it, and he was very satisfied.

This is the son who has been nagging in front of him these days, but he is still depressed without moving, and his father is a little distressed, so he took the opportunity to call Zuo Qian over today.

"My father is gone, mother..."Zuo Qian hesitated for a moment before saying lightly, "I was raised by my adoptive parents, but my adoptive parents also... He has also passed away. ”

There was a deep sadness in his eyes that could not be dissolved, and suddenly he had an urge to cry, Zuo Qian had no choice but to pick up the teacup in front of him and pour it down suddenly without any scruples.

When Mr. Wen heard this, even if he saw the strong wind and waves, he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to comfort this hard-working girl, so he slowly said after a long time, "The deceased has passed away, let them rest in peace, and in the future, you will treat this as your home, and I will let Wenjing take good care of you." ”

"No thanks, I'll take care of myself." I don't know if that cup of tea gave Zuo Qian courage or something else, and because of the shadow of another person in the eyes of Xiang Yang, who he accidentally saw when he raised his head, Zuo Qian suddenly stood up and said with a stubborn expression.

"Well, remember to let me know if there's anything you need." Lao Wen always looked at the blazing Zuo Qian, and then looked at his son's distressed eyes, and said in compromise. (To be continued.) )