As soon as she left the office, she saw that many people in the office were looking at her, but she was used to the situation, so she walked calmly towards her desk.

When she walked to her desk, she saw Wang Jiajia looking at her with her eyes full of curiosity, and she directly looked at her out of temper.

So she directly told Wang Jiajia about the visiting group.

Wang Jiajia's brows furrowed involuntarily after listening to Shi Qinghuan's words, and then she asked Shi Qinghuan, "Can you push off the work of the reception and visiting group?" ”

"Why did you push it?"

"Because there were also visiting groups visiting us last year, I heard that there were a lot of troubles."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know the specifics, because I didn't come here to work at that time, but if you go to inquire, you can inquire about some, and I'll help you inquire later."

"No need, so be it."

"Aren't you afraid that something will happen then?"

"I'm just a small shrimp, even if something happens, it won't be on my head."

"Then you have to be careful tomorrow, don't be calculated."

"Don't worry, I'm not so calculating."

Wang Jiajia finally felt less worried after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, and then she saw that Shi Qinghuan had started to work, and she also picked up the pen and started working.

At five o'clock in the evening, when Shi Qinghuan returned home from work, she saw that Mu Fusheng really hadn't come back, and she was immediately a little worried about Mu Fusheng's body.

So she decided to bring dinner to Mu Fusheng, just so that she could send Mu Fusheng the chicken soup she had made at noon, and there was nothing more comfortable than drinking a bowl of steaming chicken soup on a winter night.

After she quickly finished her dinner, she took the chicken soup out of the cupboard and heated it, and then she took out a few steamed buns from the space and wrapped them in an oily paper bag, planning to take them to Mu Fusheng with chicken soup for a while.

After more than ten minutes, Shi Qinghuan saw that the chicken soup was hot, so she put the hot chicken soup into the thermos pot, and then she went out to find Mu Fusheng with the thermos pot and steamed buns.

When he came to the door of Mu Fusheng's office, he saw that the office was brightly lit, and there were voices of conversation from time to time, it seemed that Mu Fusheng was really busy, and suddenly she didn't know whether to send the chicken soup in or go back the same way.

"Sister Huanhuan, why are you here?" Zhang Changliang immediately said to Shi Qinghuan when he saw Shi Qinghuan.

"I'm here to deliver food."

"That's just right, Brother Mu hasn't eaten yet."

"Will it bother you?"

"No, there's still time for a meal."

After hearing Zhang Changliang's words, Shi Qinghuan thought for a while, and she decided to ask Zhang Changliang to help her bring the food to Mu Fusheng, so she handed the thermos pot and oil paper bag she was carrying to Zhang Changliang and said, "Please help me give the rice to my brother." ”

"You're not going in?"

"I won't go in, you let my brother go home early to rest."

"Okay." After Zhang Changliang finished speaking, he reached out and took the thermos pot and oil paper bag handed to him by Shi Qinghuan, and then he watched Shi Qinghuan leave before he walked towards the office with the thermos pot and oil paper bag.

After he entered the office, he put the thermos pot and oiled paper bag he was carrying on Mu Fusheng's desk, and then said to Mu Fusheng: "Sister Huanhuan sent it to you." ”