Chapter 7: Gratitude
The director was a little embarrassed, but he still agreed to Shen Yiqiu's request.
"Then ...... One more. ”
Jiang Huaiyu didn't react at all after hearing this, his sitting posture was still lazy, and it was none of his business.
Xie Zhao's hopes were disappointed, and he could only choose to obey capital.
She didn't know if Jiang Huaiyu saw her distress signal, but even if she did, why did he help her, she couldn't say what it was like in her heart, she only felt bitter and helpless.
Just as the executive director was about to shout out that word, Jiang Huaiyu lifted his eyelids and opened his lips without knowing what to say to the director.
Without waiting for the executive director to speak, the director said, "That's all for today, call it a day." ”
Before leaving, the director deliberately avoided Shen Yiqiu's gaze, and even Shen Yiqiu's assistant wanted to come forward to ask the reason, but was intercepted by the staff.
Not only did he understand his distress signal, but he also helped her?
Xie Zhao couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, and the swelling on the side of his face suddenly subsided a lot.
In the afternoon, when the little assistant gave Xie Zhao the medicine, his brows furrowed tightly, "Shen Yiqiu relied on her own resources, I really thought she could cover the sky with one hand." ”
After complaining, she remembered the director's words when he left, "By the way, Sister Zhao, the director said, take care of the injuries on your face, and move your play back." ”
Xie Zhao asked: "Did the director say it, or did he let others relay it?" ”
"What the director said himself, what's wrong?" The little assistant looked at Xie Zhao in confusion, not understanding the difference between the two things she said.
"Not really."
Xie Zhao's voice was calm, and he forced back the smile that was about to overflow from the corner of his mouth.
After the assistant left, she began to pick herself up.
The right half of Xie Zhao's face was slightly swollen, the left half of her face was still fine, she didn't wear makeup, put on a light-colored lipstick, and changed into a tulle pajamas that were more exposed than last night.
Seeing that the timing was about to come, she knocked on the opposite door again.
This time the opening time was extended.
Opening the door, Jiang Huaiyu saw her, as if expected, he said unhurriedly: "It's you again?" ”
"Mr. Jiang, good evening."
Xie Zhao smiled appropriately and greeted Jiang Huaiyu.
Xie Zhao expressed his intention, "I am here to thank Mr. Jiang." ”
Jiang Huaiyu raised his eyebrows, pretending not to know, "Oh? Thanks to me for what? ”
Xie Zhao said: "Mr. Jiang spoke out today and stood out for others, and I am very grateful. ”
Her voice is delicate, and her eyes are full of affection.
Jiang Huaiyu's eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "Why don't I remember, Miss Xie is afraid that she is not the wrong person again." ”
This word is used very cleverly, last time Xie Zhao slept with the wrong person.
Men are so stingy, this stalk can't get by, right?
Xie Zhao complained in his heart.
She pretended not to understand the deep meaning of Jiang Huaiyu's words, "After Mr. Jiang and the director finished talking today, the director called it a day early." ”
The corners of Jiang Huaiyu's mouth tugged loosely, leaning lazily on the door frame, and looking at Xie Zhao casually: "So, Miss Xie deliberately dressed like this to thank me?" ”
Xie Zhao was wearing a thin one, the small clothes inside were looming, his legs were well-proportioned and slender, the porcelain was tender and white, and the skirt was swaying, which was very eye-catching.
"You are going to-" Jiang Huaiyu paused, and the last two words were said extremely slowly, provocatively: "Meat-compensation." ”
The man's words were too straightforward, even if Xie Zhao really had a plan, his side face became hot.