Haina Group.

An Qing said goodbye to Director Chen and returned to the company, planning to chat with Fan Zhihai for a few words and go back to accompany Langcheng.

The elevator slowly closed, and as she walked over, the person inside pressed on the control panel, and the elevator door reopened.

"Thank you."

She thanked her and walked in with Fu Yi one after the other.

There were a lot of people in the elevator, both men and women, and the man who stopped the elevator for them just now took the initiative to speak: "Miss An, I am Xu Sen, the manager of the public relations department, I met at the last meeting, I'm sorry, I didn't go to your welcome party that night." ”

"It's okay." She smiled unwillingly.

"Next time I'll invite you alone, I don't know if Miss An will appreciate her face?"

"Okay."

After chatting a few words, Xu Sen arrived on the floor, and the two said goodbye politely.

From the shiny reflector of the elevator, she saw the people behind her looking at her with different expressions, and she didn't know if Fu Yi was too air-conditioned, and no one came to talk to her again.

She went directly to Fan Zhihai's office, and the bewitching secretary told her that Fan Dong was talking to someone about things.

"It's okay, I'll wait a minute." She walked over to the lounge area and sat down, pulling her phone out of her bag.

Fu Yi followed step by step.

She looked at Fu Yibu's smiling face and said, "Actually, you can go to my office to rest for a while, the company is full of employees, so there is no need to be so restrained." ”

"It's my duty that you and I don't exist."

She was silent for a moment, looked at Fu Yi and said, "Where is Fu Er's burial?" When are you taking me to see him. ”

She has always felt guilty about this bodyguard who died to protect herself, everyone is valuable, but in fact, she is not more important.

Fu nodded, and his expression didn't change much.

"I'll take you next time."

An Qing also nodded and didn't say anything more.

Fan Zhihai talked for a long time, An Qing kept waiting, and the door of the lounge was open, so when those deliberately suppressed discussions came, she still heard them.

"That An Qing is toxic, don't you let a good star do it, and transform into a strong woman?"

"I can't get along in the entertainment industry, how can she have a face, she was so high-profile at the beginning, she wasn't dumped, she was a man who robbed others, but as a result, she was pregnant with a child in the main palace, haha, this face is slapping."

Fu Yi also heard it, raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, owing a debt, it seemed that he was planning to do something.

"What are you doing," she smiled faintly, "I'm enjoying it." ”

Fu Yi's face was speechless.

"She is also bent on marrying a wealthy family, she was just dumped by Fu Shao and turned around and hooked up with Fan Dong, this woman's taste is really heavy, Fan Dong is old enough to be her father, right?"

"You don't know this, although Fan Dong is a little older, he is Fan Luowei's father, I think she is also fighting, if she can't rob someone's husband, she will rob someone's father, and then Fu Mochuan will have to call her Mom."

"Haha......"

The more people outside talked, the more excited they became, and their laughter began to run wild.

"Just now she was still in the elevator and hooked up with Manager Xu, and asked him to go to the hotel at night. Fang, this kind of bus, where can Fan Dong satisfy her......"

Fu Yi got up suddenly and slammed the door of the lounge shut.

"Miss An, you don't have to take these people's words to heart."

Unexpectedly, when Fu Yi was also empathetic, An Qing smiled at him: "I'm fine." ”

It's normal for an airborne identity like her to be misunderstood, and those trolls on the Internet say it even more ugly, she has to take it all to heart, and sooner or later she will die of depression.

"Miss An, Fan Dong asked you to meet him."

The secretary finally came to invite someone, Fu Yi stayed in the lounge, she got up and walked to the office.

On the way, Xiao Mi glanced at her several times, with a strange expression, she thought it was because of the discussion just now, and pretended not to see it.

Fan Zhihai sat on the leather sofa with a spring breeze, talking and laughing with people, to be precise, he was very happy alone, and the person opposite the sofa was very indifferent.

An Qing pushed open the door and saw this scene, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned, the man on the sofa turned his face to her at the same time, the clear eyebrows and eyes that were familiar to the bones, the corners of his mouth were torn apart with a faint arc, the black handmade shirt was ironed in shape, and every button was tied by her own hands in the morning.

"Yaya, what are you doing in a daze, come here." Fan Zhihai greeted her warmly.

She pursed her lips and walked in casually.

"I don't need to introduce it again, but I still want to add that An Qing is the new manager of the film and television department of our company." Fan Zhihai actually understands humor, I really don't know where his good mood comes from, there is also a daughter at home who has a big belly, and she is said to be pregnant with the child of the man in front of him.

"Fortunately."

Fu Mochuan's dark eyes were dyed with a thin smile, and he pretended to stretch out his right hand towards her, An Qing blinked, and just handed his hand over, the latter pulled forcefully, and she fell to the sofa beside him.

What a ......

An Qing stabilized her figure, she didn't have the same knowledge as him, and Fan Zhihai on the opposite side looked at this scene, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very kind.

"Mo Chuan and I have just reached a cooperation intention, and you will have a lot of opportunities to meet him here in the future."

An Qing raised her eyebrows, Fan Zhihai had hinted to her a few times before that he asked Fu Mochuan to come out to talk, and it seemed that his wish had finally come true.

She glanced at Fu Mochuan, came into contact with his smiling eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Then please ask Mr. Fu for more advice in the future." ”

"No problem." Fu Mochuan replied seriously.

She Fan Zhihai talked about the progress of the work, Fu Mochuan didn't interject, just listened quietly on the side, lazily put on the armrest of the sofa with his big palm, An Qing's gaze fell on him by chance, and he saw his deep black eyes staring at him, his expression was very light, but there was an indescribable tenderness.

Her heart fluttered slightly, and she almost got distracted.

Fan Zhihai also noticed it, and quickly ended the conversation with her, and intimately asked her to get off work early.

But after all, there was still a Van Lowe in the middle, and he didn't talk about anything else.

The two walked out together, Fu Mochuan's hand was naturally on An Jing's waist, she saw the little secretary outside the door staring at them directly, the gossip on her face was so thick that it was overflowing, she turned her head and continued to pretend not to see it.

"Why are you here?" She asked in a low voice, "What about Langcheng?" ”

"Your cousin picked him up and said he was going to take him to a friend."

An Qing pursed her lips, thinking of this knowing friend, oh changed the topic: "What cooperation?" What business does Mr. Fu need to run in person? ”

I should have sent someone from Haina.

"You can just treat me as a pretend." Fu Mochuan asked, "Why don't you show me around your office?" ”

“……”

"Manager An, Mr. Fu." I met Secretary Zhang at the door of the office just right, her outfit was still so bewitching, and her dripping eyes floated straight to Fu Mochuan's face.

"Manager An, what drinks do you drink?"

An Qing glanced at her increasingly obvious career line with a smile: "Send two cups of coffee, one with less milk and less sugar, and one without anything." ”

"Okay." Zhang Mi glanced at Fu Mochuan affectionately again, twisted the waist of the water snake and left.

Looking at her back, An Qing quipped: "Mr. Fu, you really have to come here, look at my beautiful secretary, her eyes are going to stick to you." ”

She was answered by a powerful hug from a man.

"Is this the room?" Glancing at the sign above the office, the man unscrewed the doorknob with one hand, and with the other hand, An Qing was dragged in by him.

When he entered the office, he still didn't let go of his hand, and after looking around for a week, he commented: "It's not bad." ”

"Of course, it doesn't have Mr. Fu's office style." An Qing pushed him away and said, "Wait for me, you can leave immediately." ”

Fu Mochuan watched her sit down behind the desk, opened the drawer to find something, slowly paced over, didn't sit down, looked at her with both hands on the tabletop and said, "The day after tomorrow, I will also accompany Langcheng to country A." ”

An Qing was stunned, raised her face and looked at him: "Can you go away?" ”

He has been with Lang Cheng for several days, no matter how idle he is, he can't do whatever he wants, Fu Zhensheng went to the hospital this morning, although I don't know what they talked about later, but An Qing can see that Fu Zhensheng still has a deep prejudice against her.

Fu Mochuan didn't answer, his dark eyes chuckled, and he looked down at her.

"Reluctant to me? Rest assured, I'll only be here for two days and I'll be back right away. ”

"What do you want to do?" An Qing's eyes flashed slightly: "Does Lang Cheng know it?" ”

"I told him." Fu Mochuan still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and in a casual tone, An Qing could hear his seriousness: "When I go back this time, I plan to let him change back to his original name." ”

She pursed her lips, although she guessed that there would be such a day after Langcheng's life experience was exposed, she didn't expect it to be so soon.

"I'll call my aunt in a moment to let me know."

If Fu Mochuan followed, it is estimated that Lang Cheng would not be able to hide the matter of coming to Dragon City privately, and an explanation would definitely be indispensable.

"I also want to meet Guan Er," Fu Mochuan added, "Every time she videos she complains that my words don't count." ”

Thinking of Wan'er's resentful little face, An Qing couldn't help but smile, and before she could say anything, there was a knock on the door, Secretary Zhang pushed the door in, not holding coffee in his hand, and looked at the two people in the room and said, "Manager An, someone sent flowers." ”

Sending flowers?

An Qinghu glanced at Fu Mochuan suspiciously, it wasn't that she had confiscated the flowers, but not many people knew about her coming to Haina, and even if she wanted to send it, she wouldn't send it here.

She was even more surprised when she saw the bouquet that she had moved into the office.

The bright red roses and purple forget-me-nots filled almost half of the office, and Secretary Zhang's tone was sour: "Manager An, your suitor is so good." ”

"Take whatever you like." She looked at Fu Mochuan: "Anyway, the local tyrants are rich and capricious." ”

Fu Mochuan raised his eyebrows and was silent, indirectly acquiescing that it was his handiwork.

Secretary Zhang went out with envy and jealousy, An Qing pulled a rose and put it in front of her face, smelled the faint aroma, and turned her eyes and smiled: "Fu Shao, what kind of drama is it today." ”

It's overwhelming to come out one after another.

"Just congratulate you on your promotion to manager." Fu Mochuan stepped forward and grabbed her hand that didn't hold the flower: "After the business is over, it's time to talk about private matters." ”

Personal?

An Qing winked at him in surprise: "What private matter?" ”

Coming all the way to the office to talk to her about personal matters?

Fu Mochuan didn't say a word, took her big palm, pulled her into his arms again, looked down at the girl's pretty face, and chuckled seriously.

"Personal ...... that require in-depth communication"