Jiang Qingling crackled on the computer, and she didn't know how long it took, her fingers froze, and the whole person was stunned.

"Ahh

Jiang Qinglime slapped her head suddenly, all along, her purpose of meeting Jian Chen for the first time was forgotten by her.

Now, she suddenly remembered that Jian Chenchu hadn't signed a contract yet!

She clenched her fists and slammed it against the door in turn, "What am I doing here!" ”

No wonder people often say that it is better to see each other in the future.

She moved the stool to the balcony, struggled for a long time, dialed the phone with a little trembling fingers, the phone rang for a second, and her mood was complicated for a second.

"Hehe, think of me?" The man on the phone chuckled softly, and his mood didn't seem to be bad, nor was it too good.

Jiang Qinglime's feet kicked the flowers raised on the balcony intentionally or unintentionally, "Jian Chenchu, we seem to have forgotten one thing. ”

"You say."

"It seems that the contract has not been signed yet, otherwise, let's make an appointment to talk about the contract." Her attitude was sincere, "You can decide the location." ”

"I'll pick you up at your company after work tomorrow." Jian Chenchu didn't make it difficult for her much, and agreed happily.

"I'm too much trouble for you." Jiang Qingling politely rejected his kindness, "You are a big star, you are recognized, it is easy to cause a commotion, and it is easy to spread scandals." ”

"Then there's no need for us to talk about it."

Jiang Qingling wanted to hang up very strongly, but at this time, the general manager was transferred, and the position of general manager was vacant, if Jian Chenchu was taken advantage of by Jiang Qingyi here, wouldn't the position of general manager be missed.

"Wait!" Jiang Qingling was afraid that he would hang up the phone, so he hurriedly said, "See you tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." The person on the other end of the line seemed satisfied.

Jiang Qinglime hung up the phone and basked in the sun, and she suddenly found that she was a little greedy for the temperature of the sun.

Her room faced the back garden, and Ning Xizhou was sitting in the gazebo, looking at the computer, and saw her sitting on the balcony, frowning.

Jiang Qinglime noticed the gaze in the gazebo, raised her eyes slightly, looked at the people in the gazebo, and smiled.

Ning Xizhou saw her faint smile, pursed his lips tightly, he closed the computer and dialed the phone.

"Didi Da ......"

The mobile phone in Jiang Qingling's trouser pocket rang, and when she saw that it was Ning Xizhou's number, she was stunned for a moment and looked at the people in the pavilion.

He looked in her direction.

Jiang Qingling felt a chill in her back, and quickly answered the phone, "What's wrong?" ”

"Go inside." The man's voice was low, and no emotion could be heard. His voice was cold, like a stone thrown into the dark abyss.

She was a little puzzled, "Ning Shao, what's the trouble?" ”

"Don't sit on the balcony." The man's voice raised, "There are no guardrails next to it." ”

There was no guardrail on the balcony, but it was very wide, and Jiang Qingling just moved a chair and sat on the side, which made Ning Xizhou's heart cold.

He had probably seen her ruthlessness and despair, so his heart couldn't help but tighten for the height she was at now.

"I just think it's just right to bask in the sun at this height......"

Jiang Qingling paused, wait, what does he mean? Afraid she'll fall?

"Honey, you're not worried about me falling, are you?" She paused and continued: "Don't worry, I haven't enjoyed enough of Mrs. Ning's benefits, how could I be stupid enough to let myself fall." ”

If she really fell, would the news have written like this: Mrs. Ning basked in the sun, fell off the balcony with a sofa chair, and died on the spot.

It's bloody and funny to think about.