Chapter 7: Merry Debts
"It's not."
Zhou Fan waited for her to calm down before teasing her playfully: "Zhao Yan is not angry, why are you angry for her first?" ”
She didn't get angry for anyone, she hated Zhou Fan as a person, hated his attitude towards all this.
But she hasn't forgotten that she is now in the company, and she still has to make money from this job.
Barely maintaining the last bit of sanity, she said, "I'm not in a good position to introduce you to the company, so let's let the rest of my colleagues come." ”
"But I just want to use you."
"Mrs. Zhou, this job seems to be very important to you?"
Whatever came out of his mouth was gilded with another ambiguous meaning.
Luo Qingqiao only took his words as a threat, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take you on a tour." ”
The company is not big, only occupies two floors in the office building, there is nothing to see, she casually took people around, and it didn't take half an hour in total.
"That's all." She shrugged her shoulders and said, "You shouldn't look down on it." ”
"Before your leader left, he asked you to entertain me well, and tried to trick me into cooperating with a beauty trick."
He leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Don't mean it? ”
The two were so close that she could see the playfulness in his eyes.
It's obviously deliberately saying something misleading, wanting to see her jokes.
Luo Qingqiao replied to him calmly: "You don't lack beautiful women. ”
"But let's pay more attention and don't make things like Zhao Yan again."
Zhou Fan smiled a little helplessly: "Are you admonishing me as the new Mrs. Zhou?" ”
He leaned closer again, and his warm lips had already rubbed against her face: "The new official has taken office, and the shelf is not small." ”
"No, it's just ......" Luo Qingqiao bit her lower lip and swallowed the urge to complain, "I just hope that next time, you won't bring me trouble." ”
How could Zhou Fan not know what happened to her these days?
Maybe when I saw the wonderful place, I took the initiative to appear on the stage, and I had to sing the next play for her.
She begged in a good voice, and led him to the reception room.
After the next half hour, she said tentatively, "It's time to get off work......
Zhou Fan, who was still playing with his mobile phone just now, stood up and approached her: "Let's go together." ”
It seems that he begged for mercy too tactfully, and failed to let him stop his intention to muddy the waters.
Luo Qingqiao slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air before he said in a trembling voice, "Okay." ”
The accident happened very quickly, and just as they walked out of the company building, a few people suddenly appeared and splashed the things in their hands at Luo Qingqiao.
She dodged back, Zhou Fan turned around and hugged her into his arms, one in and one back, but instead of messing up, they hugged each other and fell to the ground, rolling down the steps.
The tailored suit was stained with dust, and a necklace fell from his neck in the process, making a screeching sound on the ground.
With Zhou Fan as a meat pad, Luo Qingqiao was not injured, but when she wanted to get up, Zhou Fan did not let go and still hugged him tightly.
She could only care about him first: "Are you okay?" Need to go to the hospital? What they spilled......"
After snorting, Zhou Fan said, "It's okay, it's just chili water." ”
At that moment, he thought it would be sulfuric acid.
Zhou Fan's bodyguards had already rushed over to catch the person who had splashed the thing just now, and even his accomplices were all kept in place.
Zhou Fan got up and walked over, glanced at them silently, didn't ask, only said: "Send them all to the police station, remember to let them find out the real culprit behind the scenes." ”
He was still smiling heartily, grabbing Luo Qingqiao's waist and exclaiming to her: "It's so fresh, someone dares to do it directly to me." The last time I saw such an idiot was when I was ten years old. ”
Luo Qingqiao looked confused, raised his head and asked him, "You really don't know?" ”
"Know what?" He leaned in closer, saving her from the hard work of looking up, "Do you know that the perfume that the baby is using today is narcisorodriguezforher?" Should it be a powder bottle? It's sweet, I love it. ”
"I don't wear perfume."
Luo Qingqiao was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the picture of his colleague spraying perfume beside him.
"My colleague sprayed it, I like it very much? I can introduce you to you, but she may prefer loyal men. ”
It was rare to see Zhou Fan deflated, even at this moment, Luo Qingqiao's mood was a little happier.
But she didn't forget her business, before the police arrived, she said: "These people are coming for me, they should be Zhao Yan's fanatical fans." ”
The smile on Zhou Fan's face faded, and his gaze swept over those who were crying and shouting grievances again: "Is it Zhao Yan who caused the trouble?" ”
Luo Qingqiao really wanted to correct him, not Zhao Yan, but him, this was obviously a romantic debt caused by him, don't throw the pot outside.
"You caused the goddess to have a miscarriage! Die, slut! ”