"It's okay, Mr. Xie, just go back. Mr. Xie has just gotten married, and he is busy. Zhou Fanxing issued an eviction order.

Xie Guizhou's face was gray, he took a deep breath, and smiled reluctantly.

"Meng Lang will definitely not let you go, you will need me."

"Slow down and don't send it." Zhou Fanxing was annoyed and didn't want to talk to others.

Xie Guizhou walked out of the door, looked at his hands, hesitated for a moment, shook the air, as if he remembered something, quickly put down his hand, and walked back to the car quickly.

The street scene is like a slow-motion movie, passing by frame by frame, and Xie Guizhou sees it as nothing.

If she really hugged me, would I have forgiven her? Am I going to stop there?

Xie Guizhou's cell phone rang, and the name of his fiancée was displayed on the screen.

"When will our program start?" The female voice on the other end of the phone was as gentle as water.

"Soon."

"I'll wait for your news."

Xie Guizhou hung up the phone, looked into the distance, the sun was setting, and the light in his eyes gradually became dark and cold.

"Lin Zhenzhen!" Xie Guizhou bit his lower lip tightly, and his lips, which had turned red from squeezing, were almost dripping blood.

"Go back." Xie Guizhou ordered the driver to turn around, and the black car turned around with a sharp brake on the asphalt road.

Zhou Fanxing, who was inspecting the office, looked a little surprised when he saw Xie Guizhou who had gone and returned.

"Mr. Xie is still in business?" Zhou Fanxing sat down, picked up the teapot and poured water, and the water slowly flowed into the teacup.

"I don't have any good tea here, so you can just take it."

"Miss Zhou, I have a business to cooperate with you, I don't know if you are willing?" Xie Guizhou sat down, picked up the tea and smelled it, snorted, and put down the teacup in one gulp.

"Tell me about it." Zhou Fanxing poured himself a cup of tea and let it steam.

"I want you to be in charge of the food shipment of Yuqian, and we have a long-term relationship. What do you think? ”

"Mr. Xie really looks up to us, let us take care of the freight of your fiancée's company." Zhou Fanxing's professional polite remarks made her look sophisticated and cunning.

"After the contract is drafted, will it give you a look or Mr. Yu?"

"Give it shallow."

"Good"

"Miss Zhou, are we friends now?" Xie Guizhou took a sip of tea.

"yes." Zhou Fanxing nodded slightly.

"Then can I call you Zhou Zhou?"

"I'm afraid not, I'm afraid our friendship won't end here." Zhou Fanxing was neither happy nor angry, and his tone was flat.

"Why did you leave Meng Lang?"

Zhou Fanxing chuckled, like every woman who got rid of the poor boy in the party.

Xie Guizhou gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"I don't know how my tea-making skills are?" Zhou Fanxing picked up the teapot and added a cup of tea to Xie Guizhou.

"Nobody ever told you that your tea-making skills aren't that good?" Xie Guizhou shook the teacup and watched the leaf buds in the cup rise and fall.

"Someone said that to me, and he said that I was impatient and couldn't wait. It seems that after all this time, I still haven't grown. Zhou Fanxing said lightly, and took a sip of tea.

Xie Guizhou's hand holding the cup trembled, the tea in the cup almost spilled, he put down the cup, shook his coat, stroked the cup again, and let go again.

"I'll invite you to dinner tonight, Miss Zhou is coming."

"I just became a manager and I have a lot to do, how about I invite you another day?"

Xie Guizhou answered and got up to say goodbye.

Her hypocrisy is more real, and her disguise is more sophisticated.