The president is cold during the day and kisses at night

Chapter 133 Wen Qing is His Baby Pimple

Fortunately, Qin He's eyesight was quick to help him.

Cheng Ling immediately grasped Qin He as a straw: "Cousin, you can talk to Mr. Shang, can you help me talk to Mr. Shang, I don't want to be fired, please, please, really Please."

Qin He's expression was naturally not very good: "If it's something else, I can help you a little bit. This time, Brother Han was really angry, so it's useless to say anything."

Cheng Ling burst into tears: "I answered Mr. Shang's call without permission, but I didn't say anything nonsense, and I also said that if she called Mr. Shang, I would send the phone to the office immediately. I didn't do anything. Wrong..."

"Then why didn't you mention it when I asked you to bring your phone to the office?" Qin He asked.

Now Cheng Ling couldn't answer.

"But……"

She wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Qin He: "Okay, okay, brother Han hates people who pretend to be smart, you can only consider yourself unlucky. Book a plane ticket and go back to the HR department to apply for resignation. I will talk to the HR department. Tell me, why don't you go home and be your eldest lady!"

Qin He is about to leave.

Cheng Ling pulled him back and asked, "Cousin, I want to know who is that man named Wen Qing, Mr. Shang?"

Qin He pulled his lips and smiled: "You want to know, what can you do if you know, go target her?"

Cheng Ling shook his head: "I didn't think so."

"No matter what you think, that Wen Qing is not someone you can mess with. Listen to me, leave the company, go home and be your eldest lady."

Putting these words aside, Qin He quickly walked out.

Cheng Ling, who was still standing there with a lonely face, never thought that he would be fired just because he answered the phone without authorization.She managed to get close to Shang Yinghan's side, and thought that she would be able to help him from now on, but she didn't expect her success to fall short in the end.

What is the origin of that woman named Wen Qing...

……

Wen Qing moved the mouse, exited the information on the search page, and tucked his knees in thought.

This license plate number, how could it be the license plate number of the Federal State, and it is also from the military region...

Reminiscent of what Shang Li said, the eldest brother was wearing a military uniform that night, driving a military Hummer, as if he came from somewhere temporarily.

She checked the entry information of the car again.

However, she still thinks highly of herself, it is impossible for her to find out the entry information of this car with this little ability.

Thinking of that guy Wen Chen... Wen Qing scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, hesitated for a moment, and called Wen Chen anyway.

"Hello, Wen Qing, what's the matter?" A warm and lazy voice came from the phone.

Wen coughed slightly, and said in a very formal tone, "Do you have time? I would like to invite you to lunch."

Wen Chen immediately refused: "I have a lot of things on hand recently, and the time for eating has been squeezed out to busy with things."

"..." Wen Qing guessed that he was afraid of being stereotyped by him. After the procedure last night, he was probably still doubting his life. It was not good to talk about checking the license plate number for him. What happened last time: "Guan Du, have you found out anything?"

Wen Chen: "No."

Wen Qing adjusted the pronunciation of her throat, and her voice became very soft when she spoke again: "Brother Shen, have you really not found it yet?"

Wen Chen immediately restrained that lazy tone: "Wen Qing, I think you should not ask too many things, just listen to music and go shopping every day and have a good time, don't think too much."

(End of this chapter)