Chapter 65: Do you want to do it another way?
Compared with Sun Nianyao's disheartenedness, Shen Qingqiu was sipping coffee calmly at this time and watching Weibo dynamics with interest.
Five minutes ago, Sun Nianyao held a simple press conference in the ward, claiming that she was ashamed of her support and love for fans, and was willing to bear all the consequences and related compensation, and begged for Shen Qingqiu's understanding.
When facing the camera, Sun Nianyao did not show any anger and unwillingness, but was unusually calm, with crystal clear tears on her pale little face, which instantly aroused people's distress and pity.
But aren't her tears a weapon in exchange for everyone's sympathy and forgiveness?
But in the end, she is to blame for all this!
"Mr. Shen, this is the relevant information of the bidding meeting." Lin Qiao pushed the door and walked in, placing the documents on Shen Qingqiu's desk.
Shen Qingqiu nodded, "The people in the public relations department did a good job this time. ”
"Our people didn't do anything." Lin Qiao suppressed the surprise that flashed under his eyes, and explained loudly, "I thought it was Mr. Shen that you ordered the others, so ......."
An imperceptible stunned look flashed across Shen Qingqiu's face, "I know, you go get busy first." ”
"Yes." When Lin Qiao was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly remembered something, and turned back the same way, she hesitated for a moment, and said in a loud voice: "Just now, the president of the Lu Group asked to see you, and I rejected his request on the grounds that you were on a business trip. ”
Shen Qingqiu's eyebrows were filled with a hint of coldness, he put his eyes on the document in front of him, and said loudly: "In the future, if the people of the Lu Group want to see me, they will refuse without notice!" ”
"I see." Lin Qiao nodded lightly and turned to leave.
After getting off work, Shen Qingqiu came to the 'Lan Song' restaurant as promised.
Led by the waiter, she came to yesterday's box.
At this time, Fu Tingshen was talking with his back to her.
The man wore a black shirt with the cuffs pulled up, revealing porcelain-white skin.
The neon glow fell on his face, adding an indescribable charm to his well-defined face, even if it was just a side face that was enough to make people swoon.
The long ink-colored eyebrows invisibly reveal the fierceness of rejecting people thousands of miles away, the bridge of his nose is high, and his thin lips are slightly pursed, faintly revealing the coldness he has buried in his bones.
Hearing the footsteps coming from behind him, he turned sideways slightly, and the moment he looked at Shen Qingqiu, the coldness between his eyebrows disappeared a little, and there was a shallow soft light under his eyes.
After hanging up the phone, he walked straight to Shen Qingqiu's side, pulled out a chair, and hooked a gentle smile on his thin lips, "Sorry, I was delayed by the phone call and didn't go out to greet you in person." ”
"I'm not that pretentious." Shen Qingqiu glanced at the chair that Fu Tingshen had pulled out and sat in.
Fu Tingshen frowned slightly, pulled out a chair and sat opposite Shen Qingqiu, and his cold voice also sounded, "I think it is the attitude to greet you in person, which can make you feel that I value you." ”
"Isn't it a little ...... Making a fuss? ”
"It's often the details that are worth savoring, aren't they?"
The moment the four eyes met, Shen Qingqiu saw the light in the depths of the man's eyes, as if filled with infinite tenderness, which couldn't help but make her heart flutter, "It seems to be like this." ”
Hearing her answer, Fu Tingshen's eyes sank slightly, and a low chuckle overflowed from his throat.
The low laughter was soft and short, as if a person had a delusion.
Shen Qingqiu lifted his eyes and looked over, only to see that the man was holding a knife and fork to divide the ingredients on the plate, with a little bit of anger.
It seems that I am really upset.
Although I didn't know why this good man was angry, he hesitated for a while, but still raised his wine glass, "Thank you for today's matter." ”
"Do you only verbally express gratitude? Do you want to try a different way? Fu Tingshen took a sip of wine, but his eyes fell on Shen Qingqiu's moist red lips from beginning to end.