Pushing the boat and icing on the cake are two of the things that most people love to do.

Su Xingmu checked the terms of the contract and pushed the folder in front of Jian Bai: "You go to it yourself and send it to Mr. Jing."

Jian Bai smacked his tongue lightly: "Sister Xing, let's not do it, right?"

Shen Fanyin had only left Xingrui for ten minutes, and the contract was ready. At this speed, Jian Bai felt that it was exaggerated.

And in the final analysis, this is the contract between Xingrui and Shen Fanyin, and it is her freedom who Shen Fanyin wants to bring to sign the contract, but they directly sent the contract to Jing Zeheng for a look......

This posture is too low.

Xingrui is a leader in the industry, so groveling in front of Shenghua, he can't be laughed to death when it is passed out?

"Very much," Su Xingmu's expression was serious, "You don't know Jing Zeheng."

"Huh?" Jian Bai raised an eyebrow, "I think he has a good temper."

"He? Good temper?" Su Xingmu laughed out loud, "Don't tease me. Shen Fanyin is indeed his exception, but out of a population of seven billion, there is only one Shen Fanyin."

"Then what if Shen Fanyin didn't plan to bring Mr. Jing here at all?"

"Then it's all the more necessary to let him see the contract." Su Xingmu leaned back in the chair, supported the corner of his forehead with one hand and said, "I want Shen Fanyin to be safe, but I can't ask for trouble because of such a trivial matter. Go ahead and don't delay."

Jian Bai held the folder and thought about whether he should prepare an incense burner for Shen Fanyin.

What Su Xingmu was thinking, he couldn't understand it. She didn't continue to speculate - just do what the boss wants, if everyone can figure it out, then everyone can become Su Xingmu.

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Shenghua Group.

There is no shortage of well-dressed people here, who are either scrappy or restrained and confident, as if the only need to hang Sheng Hua's work card on their chest is enough to prove that they are the best of the elite.

In such a group of workplace elites, Shen Fanyin, who is wearing a long-sleeved dress and carrying a canvas bag, is particularly conspicuous. She is also holding coffee in one hand and a cup of milk tea in the other. The leisurely appearance of the slow and orderly is incompatible with the atmosphere of Shenghua.

Shenghua's employees have long been accustomed to this Miss Shen coming to the company to bring coffee to the boss, and they know more deeply - the boss's woman can't look at it much, no matter how beautiful she is, she can't peek at it.

Shen Fanyin stood in front of the elevator door, and was just about to press the button of the president's special elevator when he was stopped.

"Hey, classmate, we're meeting again."

Bi Jing changed into a black suit and stood beside Shen Fanyin with a smile.

Shen Fanyin: "......"

She may not remember who confessed to herself, but she must remember every scene of social death.

Bi Jing smiled and said to her, "You're here for an interview? It's the president's elevator, you can't take it."

Shen Fanyin glanced at the elevator, silent and didn't want to explain.

Is it too late for her to say she can't speak?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Bi Jing just thought she had guessed correctly, and asked with a smile, "What position are you here to interview?" I'm from the marketing department, we're alumni, feel free to tell me if you need any help."

"You're recruited by Spring, aren't you? I entered Shenghua last autumn, and I can be regarded as your senior. It's just not busy at this time, so I'll take you to the interview place, right? Shenghua is too big, if you can't find it, you'll be in trouble."

Bi Jing raised his chin lightly and showed Shen Fanyin the work card on his chest.

Autumn Recruitment can enter Shenghua, and he feels that he can be proud.

Shen Fanyin really didn't want to listen to him, and after a moment of silence, she glanced at the coffee in her hand and said, "I'm delivering takeaways."

"Huh?" Bi Jing was stunned, there was more contempt in his eyes, and his back straightened a little, "Takeaway can't enter the company, you should put it at the front desk."

The people around looked at Bi Jing and were stupid.

Someone chuckled and said, "Whoever reminds the HR department, there should be an additional one in the induction training in the future."

Flirting with the proprietress in public, what kind of deadly operation is this!

But Bi Jing's mind is all there

Shen Fanyin didn't hear this meaningful sentence at all.

He glanced at the security guard in the distance and said, "Leave quickly, it won't look good if you are chased away."

Bi Jing looked at Shen Fanyin again. It's a good look, but unfortunately it doesn't have a good job.

However, it's still okay to play.

Shen Fanyin watched his face change in contrast before and after, and the smile on the corner of his lips added a touch of banter.

Realistic human beings.

She was sighing when the elevator door in front of her opened.

Jing Zeheng's face was covered with frost and he stepped out of the elevator door.

His blazer was unbuttoned, and there was irritation in his eyes.

Bi Jing didn't recognize Shen Fanyin, but he still recognized the big boss. He reached out and was about to pull Shen Fanyin's arm, trying to pull her away.

But before her fingertips touched the corner of her clothes, she took a step back directly, and happened to block in front of Jing Zeheng.

Bi Jing immediately retracted his hand and stepped aside without caring about himself, as if he didn't recognize Shen Fanyin at all.

Jing Zeheng glanced at him, lowered his eyes to look at Shen Fanyin, the coldness in his eyes dissipated, and only the gentle warmth remained.

Shen Fanyin didn't even give Bi Jing a look, and directly handed the coffee cup to Jing Zeheng: "Brother, grandma has gone to school, Aunt Zhang is not at home, I came to you for dinner."

Can she say that she received a call for help from Cheng Ye just after she left the gate of Xingrui?

No, she can't. Cheng Ye is already miserable enough, she still hasn't made it worse.

Fortunately, she has found out her experience in making excuses lately, and casually saying it is an impeccable reason.

Bi Jing: "......?"

He...... He said he had just let her go with kindness, was it too late?

Jing Zeheng took the coffee cup, took the canvas bag she held on her arm, grabbed her shoulder, and led her to the elevator.

He asked, "Why haven't you eaten yet?"

"I just came back from Xingrui and negotiated a contract with Mr. Su."

The elevator door slowly closed, and Bi Jing, who was stunned in front of the elevator door, felt that the big boss seemed to look at himself with the eyes of a dead man.

The elevator went up, Jing Zeheng looked at Shen Fanyin: "Who was that just now?"

"How do I know?" Shen Fanyin shrugged, "I saw him once in school in the morning, I can't remember what his name is."

Jing Zeheng asked again, "Is he chasing you?"

Shen Fanyin replied, "I want my contact information."

"You gave?"

"I said I don't use my phone."

The corners of Jing Zeheng's lips raised, and the frost under his eyes disappeared.

The fact that children hate men is indeed a double-edged sword. But now it seems that the pros outweigh the disadvantages.

Although he hadn't been able to fully embrace her in his arms, it was wishful thinking for other men to touch the corner of her clothes.

"He believed?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether he believes it or not."

Shen Fanyin wrinkled her nose, lowered her eyes, and drank milk tea with a straw in her mouth as if she was fine.

It's unbearable to look back, she must not let Jing Zeheng know about being slapped in the face for a second.

Jing Zeheng looked at her with disgust in his eyes, and felt that there was no need for him to smear the little intern named Bi Jing anymore.

He didn't speak, but Shen Fanyin looked at him and changed the topic and said, "Brother, can your lawyer lend me a little?" Tomorrow I have to sign a contract with Mr. Su, Mu Mu's lawyer is unreliable, I'm afraid of being cheated by Xingrui."

"Yes," Jing Zeheng replied, and asked in a good mood, "What contract?"

"It's ......" Shen Fanyin just started, and Jing Zeheng's mobile phone rang.

He picked up the phone, answered it twice, and hung up.

Looking at Shen Fanyin, he said, "Su Xingmu sent you the contract."

Shen Fanyin was instantly puzzled: "Why did I give you my contract?"

"Perhaps," Jing Zeheng rubbed her head and smiled, "She thinks I'm your guardian."

Shen Fanyin: "......?"