Chapter Forty-Eight: Turning Enemies into "Friends"

Coco was furious, but couldn't find anything to fight back at her, so he pointed to the fortune tree next to his desk and said, "Doing chores, huh?" Okay, help me move this pot of fortune tree to the window to bask in the sun, and bring it for me before I get off work. ”

"Roger." With a bright smile, Irofei bent down to move the fortune tree. But as soon as I exerted my strength, there was a sharp pain in my heel. Don't look at it, it must be the blister from the heel grinding.

"Wait a minute, I'll go change my shoes." Irofi said, walking back to her seat to change into a pair of flat shoes.

"Changing shoes? What shoes to change? Coco immediately stopped her, "Who gave you permission to change your shoes?" ”

"Does anyone need to approve this? Ever since I came to work here, I've learned that you bring your own pair of flats. Until now, no one has said no? ”

"It was before, and now it is now. Before, you were a special assistant, you were on my head, and now I am on your head. I have the right not to approve it. ”

"You don't approve? Why don't you approve it? Irofei smiled even more coquettishly, "You want to care about me if you're a little taller than me?" Wait until you get to the position of head of the room, and then take care of me. It's just that I don't know if I'm still working here at that time. ”

"You!" Coco had just been angry with her boss, and now she was being sarcastically ridiculed by Irofi, who was one level below her, and her face was flushed with anger with heavy makeup.

Just as the secretaries were waiting to watch the tearing drama, the elevator numbers in the corner began to jump. In less than a few moments, the elevator rose to the thirty-eighth floor and stopped. The elevator doors opened, and a girl in a colorful silk evening dress stepped out of the elevator.

The tall figure, the white and delicate skin like snowflakes, and the delicate facial features of the girl have light makeup, fresh and beautiful. The soft fabric of the silk evening dress matched her silky long curly hair, elegant and noble, and her temperament was extraordinary.

"Wow, it's Miss Lin!"

"So beautiful, so temperamental!"

……

With a secret exclamation, the stunned women looked at Lin Qingyan who came and hurriedly bent down and saluted.

"Miss Lin, good!"

"Good afternoon, Miss Lin!"

A smile appeared on Lin Qingyan's beautiful and delicate face.

"Hello everyone."

The light of her eyes flowed over her familiar faces, and when she found Yi Ruofei standing not far away, a complicated look flashed in her big black and misty eyes.

……

“…… You're going to be friends with Elofi......"

……

“…… If you don't want to lose Liu Buli, you have to do it......"

……

In the morning, Song Youcheng's words on the phone to tell her rang in her ears. I saw that Lin Qingyan quickly pretended to be surprised and happy and walked towards Yi Ruofei, while saying:

"Miss Yi, it's great to see you."

Irofei was flattered and hurriedly lowered her head. "Hello Miss Lin."

"I don't have to be so inhibited. You're another girlfriend, which is my friend. ”

There was a faint inhalation, and the onlookers looked at each other and whispered.

"Song Shao? Is she Song Shao's girlfriend? ”

"Isn't it? Did this vixen really get Song Shao done? ”

……

When Lin Qingyan heard the three words of the fox spirit, she was happy in her heart, but she asked, "The fox spirit?" What vixen? ”

"Miss Lin, you don't know yet, do you?" Coco hurriedly stepped forward to participate in a book: "Before you returned to China, Yi Ruofei and Mr. Liu were very close. ”

"That's it, that's it," Secretary Jiang echoed: "The photos of her and Mr. Liu together have been published in the newspaper, if you don't believe it, I can find out the newspaper and show it to you." ”

"Here, here." Amy grabbed the two-day-old newspaper from his desk and presented it with both hands, saying, "I was still reading it." ”

Eyes swept over the headlines of the newspaper and the ambiguous photos, Lin Qingyan's fingers clenched secretly.

"Is that all?" She forced herself not to look at it, and turned her anger on the three women who had complained to her, but she had something to say.

"What does Miss Lin mean?" Amy, Coco, and Secretary Jiang were inexplicably trained, looking like the second monk was confused, you look at me, I look at you.

Lin Qingyan actually wanted to see if they would break out something else she didn't know. Seeing that the three people couldn't understand it, he raised his eyebrows and said:

"I've known this for a long time. It's all nonsense made up by gossip reporters. Long before the business dinner, Miss Yi was already the girlfriend of my friend Song Shao. ”

"Wow, really?"

One by one, the indignant looks turned to each other:

"It should just be **, right, if it's really a girlfriend, how can you be angry with us here?"

"That's right, there is evidence of it, Miss Lin is so simple, so easy to be deceived."

"It's the fox spirit who has clever means, and she did **Miss Lin and helped her set up the archway."

……

Listening to the faint sound of discussion, Lin Qingyan's heart was secretly refreshed. But he did not forget to warn sternly:

"I don't blame you for misunderstanding Miss Yi because of the influence of gossip news before. But from today onwards, I don't want to hear you talk about Miss Yi and your President Liu together. If someone recidives, I will definitely ask Director Chen to fire that person. ”

The words fell, and everyone was silent.

Irofi, who was standing on the side, was moved to tears. From the scandal to the present, she has been calmly facing everything because she has a clear conscience. Now, the people who have really been hurt by the scandal have come forward to speak for her, which is more comforting to her than any media to come forward to clarify for her.

"Don't worry, they won't dare to spread rumors in the future." Lin Qingyan looked at Yi Ruofei who was shining with tears, and couldn't help but applaud her performance.

"Thank you, thank you, Miss Lin." Irofi bowed gratefully.

"What's so thankful for this, I'm just telling the truth." Lin Qingyan smiled. "I'll go and find it, and I'll talk when I'm free."

"Okay, Miss Lin."

Seeing Lin Qingyan's fluttering figure disappear around the corner, Yi Ruofei suddenly remembered something and secretly scolded herself. Because she remembered that on the day Liu Buli sent her to the hospital, she had been moved by Mr. Liu. Although it was only a few moments, compared to Miss Lin's absolute trust, she felt ashamed of Qingyan for those few heartbeats.

"Look at what you see, it's scattered!" Coco looked indignant: "Anyway, remember it in the future, and watch your own male ticket by yourself." ”

"It's done."

……

President's Office.

Fragmented folders, messy documents, in the president's room, Liu Buli, who had just finished getting angry, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The long, handsome background exudes an aura of cold anger.

Until Xiaoyuan knocked on the door and walked in.

"Mr. Liu, Miss Lin is here."

"Call her in." Liu Buli stood coldly, his voice cold and piercing.

Soon, Lin Qingyan pushed the door and walked in. Looking at the messy office, she shuddered.