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As soon as the morning dawned, Zhou Zhan was going to drive back to Zhou's.

The Zhou family is in Dongcheng District, and the Pangu family is in Xicheng District, so they have to go around half of Beijing and Hong Kong.

It was a bad way, but Zhou Zhan just said that he wanted to send her.

Last night, I tossed and turned, tossed and turned all night and didn't get a good night's sleep.

Fang Ziqin had two bruises under her eyelids, and she sat in the co-pilot, closing her eyes and concentrating.

"When are you leaving for Cloud City?"

Her eyelids squirmed: "The day after tomorrow." ”

"How many days?"

"Mr. Zhou, you seem to be very interested in my affairs, which will give me a delusion."

Zhou Zhan heard the sound, turned his head to look at Fang Ziqin, and asked playfully, "What illusion?" ”

After that, without waiting for her to reply, her eyes twisted slightly, and the corners of her lips raised: "You don't think I'm going to fall in love with you, do you?" Am I stupid, or am you overestimating yourself? ”

Fang Ziqin looked at himself in the Porsche rearview mirror.

With fair skin and fine facial features, she is also a leader among beauties.

At the age of twenty-four, it is the moment when a flower blooms most delicately and movingly.

A brief hint of mockery appeared on her lips.

"Then please trouble Mr. Zhou to inquire less about me in the future, otherwise I will think that this marriage divorce is not divorced."

"Also, on occasions like going home, it may be difficult to help you in the future."

Zhou Zhan held the steering wheel, his face did not change, as if he was listening to nonsense.

Fang Ziqin didn't plan to say anything about it.

Raising a few voices, she continued: "After all, everyone has to start a new life in the future, and it's not good to have misunderstandings." ”

She always felt that she had to speak clearly in order to draw a clear line.

Zhou Zhanjunrong was still indifferent: "You think too much, and I asked you to arrange time to go through the divorce procedures." ”

A seat of words blocked Fang Ziqin's throat.

After a short three-second speech, she forced her composure: "Six days." ”

"Okay, that's six days from now."

Zhou Zhan's hearty tone seemed to be half a second without thinking about it, and the words came out of his mouth.

After sending her to the Pangu family, he turned around and returned to the Zhou headquarters.

As soon as he entered the company to meet, Qiao Dongsheng saw that the boss's face was not good, so he didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, and obediently followed behind him.

It wasn't until he entered the elevator that he tentatively whispered, "Mr. Zhou, the front desk said that Miss Song is here." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Zhan's eyebrows tightened slightly, and he asked coldly, "What is she doing here?" ”

"The front desk didn't say anything."

"Call her up!"

Ten minutes later, Song Qingsi wore a white mink, twisted her waist and walked into the door with a charming smile.

She just wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Qiao Dongsheng: "Miss Song, please sit here." ”

Thinking of coming to see Zhou Zhan, Song Qingsi also dressed up carefully, but when she entered the door, the man's eyes never touched her from beginning to end.

"Ah Zhan ......"

"Miss Song, you shouldn't forget the agreement between us, right?" Zhou Zhan's voice was light but weighty.

Song Qingsi didn't forget, and she didn't dare to forget.

She and Zhou Zhan are not that kind of relationship at all.

Not to mention going to bed and kissing, she hadn't even seen Zhou Zhan take off his clothes or anything.

At the beginning, he invited her to act and show it to Fang Ziqin.

The condition is that Song's father can get a small project from Zhou.

Song Qingsi bit her lip and asked, "When you came to me, was it because I was her best friend?" ”

"Miss Song, there are some things that I don't need to say so clearly, right?"

Song Qingsi was frightened, but she couldn't swallow that breath.

She rushed forward and hugged Zhou Zhan's arm and begged him: "But I found out that I really fell in love with you, can I ......?"

Seeing this, Qiao Dongsheng was a little overwhelmed.

For a while, I didn't know if it was better to step forward and pull people, or to stay put.

After all, there are many women who want to pounce on his boss, and she is still the first to really pounce.

Zhou Zhan's eyes were full of impatience.

His voice was deep and heavy: "Miss Song, you shouldn't want to see your Song family's industry go bankrupt, right?" ”

Song Qingsi squeezed two tears out of the corners of her eyes, and she forcibly held back.

She grabbed Zhou Zhan's hand and let go in vain: "That's right...... I'm sorry. ”

"Secretary Qiao, send Miss Song downstairs."

Qiao Dongsheng opened the door: "Miss Song, please." ”

Song Qingsi was so frightened that the whole person seemed to have lost her soul, and walked out with her legs wooden.