Chapter 60 His hand is the hand that holds the paintbrush
"Li Dong, do you have a girlfriend?" Zhou Fanxing sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and asked questions to the busy Li Dong.
"Nope."
Li Dong at the desk was so anxious that he had no time to take care of Zhou Fanxing, Zhou Fanxing didn't understand anything, and handed everything to Li Dong.
"Why don't you have a girlfriend? Influence you to walk the rivers and lakes? ”
"There's someone you like." Li Dong had no time to be distracted and blurted out.
"Who?" Zhou Fanxing's eyes were shining, and the gossip expression was written on his face.
"A radiant girl." Li Dong tapped on the keyboard and said dissatisfiedly.
"Tut-tut......"
"Mr. Zhou, the afternoon is the day when we signed a contract with Yu's supermarket chain." Zhang Yuan knocked on the door and came in, putting down the documents in his hand.
"Both sides of the contract are sure that there is no problem."
"Okay, thank you. Give the contract to Li Dong. ”
Zhang Yuan handed over the contract to Li Dong and looked him up and down. In just a few days, Zhou Fanxing handed over everything to him with confidence, it seems that this Zhou Fanxing is not a shrewd and capable person. It seems that the rumors in the company are good, and the relationship between Manager Zhou and the assistant is not ordinary.
Zhang Yuan nodded and exited the door, his kind face fading out.
He took out his mobile phone expressionlessly: "The goods will be delivered in the afternoon, and the location and time will be notified when the time comes." ”
Zhou Fanxing was wearing a suit and taking Li Dong and Zhang Yuan to sit in the conference room, when he met Xie Guizhou coming in with Yu Qian.
Yu Qian is really a beauty, her beauty is flamboyant and aggressive, and her smile makes people feel that their previous depression in this world can be forgiven.
Zhou Fanxing stretched out his hand: "Hello Mr. Yu, I'm Zhou Fanxing." ”
Yu Qian smiled slightly, held Zhou Fanxing's hand, and said, "Fortunately." ”
Zhou Fanxing nodded to Xie Guizhou: "Mr. Xie." ”
Xie Guizhou also nodded and pulled out the stool for Yu Qian. Li Dong behind Zhou Fanxing also did the same thing for Zhou Fanxing, Zhou Fanxing rolled his eyes in surprise, smiled and asked Li Dong silently with wide eyes, Li Dong raised his eyebrows expressionlessly.
This smile fell into Xie Guizhou's eyes, and he was in pain, so Yu Qian quietly dragged Xie Guizhou to sit down.
Xie Guizhou's eyes scanned back and forth over Li Dong's body.
"It was Meng Lang before, and now it's him again, and there is really no shortage of men around Manager Zhou." Xie Guizhou said the words in his heart, and the sour tone was self-evident.
Yu Qian quietly kicked Xie Guizhou with his foot, and Xie Guizhou woke up like a dream and realized his gaffe.
"Don't be surprised by Manager Zhou, he always speaks like this." Yu Qian elegantly put his hand into Xie Guizhou's hand and comforted him.
"How could it! What's more, Mr. Xie is not wrong. Zhou Fanxing didn't care, as if it was her Zhou Fanxing who lived among the thousands of flowers.
"It's a pleasure to work with."
"It's a pleasure to work with."
Zhou Fanxing put down the pen and shook hands with Yu Qian.
"Mr. Zhou's hand doesn't look like a girl's hand." Yu Qian quipped.
"Probably because I don't know how to maintain, some people's hands are holding paintbrushes, and some people's hands are hitting keyboards, so it's naturally different." Zhou Fanxing glanced at Xie Guizhou and paused for a few seconds.
Xie Guizhou raised his head suddenly, pulled out an extremely ugly smile, and rubbed the hem of his suit helplessly.
Yu Qian grabbed Xie Guizhou's moving hand, smiled lightly, and turned around to make way for Zhou Fanxing.
Zhou Fanxing said thank you, and left with Li Dong and Zhang Yuanfeng.
His hand is the hand that holds a paintbrush, he can't hold a gun, he can't hurt anyone, that's his character.
Zhou Fanxing walked over to the light, and the sound of his high heels hitting the ground was neat and crisp.
October has passed, November has come, and Qiao Cheng doesn't seem to be so warm anymore.
Xie Guizhou especially felt that the chill that came from nowhere made him at a loss.
He gave Lin Zhenzhen the right to hurt himself, and after she didn't love her, her laughter and scolding were all a knife, as long as she had nothing to do with herself, she was drenched in blood.