Jing Huaizhi's expression lazily listened to her quibbles and did not demolish her, he pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses: "Your ability is not very big." ”

Zhuli rolled her eyes and propped her palms on his chest.

cleared his throat: "Boss, Mr. Song has signed the contract." ”

She lowered her head, took out the contract from the bag she was carrying, and presented it with both hands.

Her words were relative to telling him why she was here.

Suddenly, the already quiet corridor became even quieter.

After being silent for a long time, Jing Huaizhi didn't take it and just glanced at it.

"By betraying hue?" He lifted Zhuli's chin with his index finger and smiled with his eyebrows.

Mingming's tone was very light, but it pierced her ear like a needle.

"Boss, don't be kidding." Her heart trembled slightly, and she shrunk her fingers.

The drooping head seemed to reveal everything.

"If I really betrayed my hue, then I would be the one in it now." Takeri added softly.

Speaking of this, Jing Huaizhi was a little puzzled, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a wicked smile.

Leaning over her earlobe: "Dare to use me now?" ”

Zhuli hurriedly shook her head, she was above board, okay.

"Boss, listen to my explanation, I said that she asked me to use you, do you believe it?" She showed a well-behaved appearance, and her eyes were clear and innocent.

Last night, just as she was about to leave, Jing Huaizhi's mobile phone lit up, and the screen was impressively displayed:

Song Lang's little wife: Huaizhi, I want to meet you, can you?

Song Lang's little wife: Huaizhi, there is something you must be interested in, can you meet?

Zhuli also followed Jing Huaizhi's example and unlocked his mobile phone, and then wrote down her contact information.

That's why there is today's play, she promised to help Song Lang arrange a good night, but she didn't say who this person was.

I don't think it's a lie to him.

"What if I say you don't make any sense to do anything?" Jing Huaizhi straightened up, his eyes were joking.

What do you mean?

Her eyes widened, and she wondered.

Jingle Bells-

The mobile phone in the bag rang, and Zhuli picked it up.

"Hey, Manager Joe." She said as she walked to the elevator.

Jing Huaizhi squinted his eyes, and followed with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

There was no signal in the elevator, and Zhuli didn't dare to hang it, and his eyes glanced at the man next to him from time to time.

After the elevator reached the first floor, she rushed out like an arrow.

"Zhuli, you're going to see Song Lang, aren't you?" Qiao Jue's tone was not as calm as before, and became extremely serious.

Zhuli scratched her hair, "Manager Qiao, I also want to contribute to this project." ”

She did not deny his words.

There was silence on the phone, followed by Qiao Jue's sigh.

"He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Qiao Jue's face was heavy and he said with concern.

She just wanted to tell him that Mr. Song had signed the contract, and the man next to her said in a lazy tone: "Manager Qiao is really good at doing things, it seems that you will be promoted after the new product is launched this time." ”

Zhuli subconsciously covered the earpiece and glared at him fiercely.

"Manager Qiao, the contract has been signed, and I will report to you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

"What the hell do you want to do? Isn't it beneficial for our group to cooperate with Mr. Song? ”

She couldn't help but have an angry look on her face.

Wait, what does it mean that everything he just did didn't make any sense?

Jing Huaizhi didn't answer, but just showed a meaningful smile.

"What do you mean by that?" Takeri calmed down and stared at him.

"It means that without Song Lang, it will not affect our new product launch."

Jing Huaizhi raised his eyelids lightly and said slowly.

Depend on!

These words are like a bolt from the blue.

Zhuli stood on tiptoe and gritted her teeth, her hands clutching her fists and about to smash him.

Got tricked in a circle?

"Huaizhi." Not far away, a tall woman stood and called out to him gently.

Leng Zhirou slowly approached, and she didn't have any expression when she saw Zhuli and Jing Huaizhi in such an ambiguous posture.

"I have a few words I want to say to him, okay?" Leng Zhirou lowered her eyelids, a little begging for bamboo pear.

The angry expression on Zhuli's face gradually disappeared, and she took a few steps back: "You talk." ”

She watched as the two men walked side by side in front, and she pulled a long distance from them.

It should be very good to shout such an intimate relationship, and he didn't refuse.

Zhuli was a little lost, and her steps slowed down, mainly because the high heels she was wearing today didn't fit.

"Huaizhi, I beg you to help me, just like in high school......" Leng Zhirou said and was about to kneel down for him.

Leng Zhirou's father used to have an unshakable status in Beijing, but he was calculated by the villain, so that she almost dropped out of high school that year.

When he was desperate, he fortunately met a noble person to help, and this noble person was Jing Huaizhi's sister Jing Yuqing.

Jing Yuqing is the former president of the "Ash" student aid network, and has helped many students from difficult families during her tenure.

Jing Huaizhi and Leng Zhirou also had a very good relationship back then, and they were afraid of hurting her self-esteem, so they finally funded her in their own name.

Leng Zhirou only found out after graduation, so she kept her feelings for him in her heart, and in the end, she still felt that she was not worthy of him.

"I can't help you with this." Jing Huaizhi retreated a few steps, his face calm and indifferent.

Leng Zhirou's younger brother owed Song Lang money and had already left, so he put her under house arrest in his home to coerce her and insult her.

Leng Zhirou, who received a strange text message today, wanted to catch a situation and give herself a chance to get rid of him by the way.

But it still failed.

"Huaizhi, I ......" Leng Zhirou bit her lip and held back what she was thinking.

What can she do if she says it, she is not worthy of him at all, even if she is a lover.

If it weren't for Song Lang, her future would have been bright.

Zhuli in the distance also saw the charming atmosphere between the two, and she could see that Jing Huaizhi was not ordinary to her with this woman.

There are still love and hate.

The pain in her ankle was unbearable, and she stopped following them, but simply sat down on the bench to rest.

Zhuli bent down and rubbed her ankles gently, and suddenly a pair of black leather shoes appeared in her eyes.

He also happened to bend over when he looked up again.

"You're not ......" Zhuli turned her head to look at the position just now, and pointed her finger at Jing Huaizhi again.

A face full of curiosity.

Jing Huaizhi was half-kneeling, holding her slender ankle and resting it on his knee.

Take a box of Band-Aids out of your suit pocket, tear it open, and attach it.

The movements were clean and neat, but Zhuli was stunned.

"Will you wear high heels next time?" He looked at her with interest, and his tone was loose.

Zhuli shook her head without hesitation, indicating that she would never wear it again.

"I'll buy you a new one next time." Jing Huaizhi picked her up horizontally, staring at her with deep eyes.

Behind her, Leng Zhirou's nails were embedded in her palms, and the next second she mustered up the courage to shout: "Jing Huaizhi!" ”

"I like you." This sentence was said very quietly, and it can be regarded as understanding her heart.

The man in front of him held the woman in his arms and didn't stop when he heard someone shouting at him behind him.