After the empress dressed as a wealthy little white flower

Chapter 6 An Ancestor

Zuo Yushi's slender legs crossed naturally, a cup of Panama coffee in his hand, his breath was noble and cool, and he turned another page of the magazine in his hand.

Shen Luo and the secretary sat across from each other, looked at each other in surprise, and didn't dare to ask more questions.

Who doesn't know that Zuo Yushi, the current leader of the Zuo Group, has always paid great attention to privacy.

Even if there are unavoidable meetings or entertainments, they are also extremely low-key and never accept media interviews.

If you go out to eat, you will definitely choose the private room upstairs or a location with better concealment.

Even though Zuo Yushi has been in power in the group for many years, many people inside and outside the business world have strong curiosity about this mysterious Zuo Group president, but no one has ever taken a frontal photo of him.

Even if someone really dared to steal and shoot, basically he would not be able to gain a foothold in the media industry in the future.

But today he actually sat in such a place.

Even the company's car had already arrived, and the company's paperwork had already been read, but Mr. Zuo actually refilled another cup of coffee, took a business magazine by the table, and had no intention of leaving immediately.

"Mr. Zuo, it's almost time for the meeting..." Shen Luo was about to speak.

Suddenly, from the other side of the nearest sofa, there was a man's unbearable cry of pain——

Shen Luo and the secretary turned their heads and saw the young man who was cursing just now with a pale face dripping with cold sweat, clutching his stomach that suddenly started to feel numb and painful for some reason, got up and ran towards the bathroom.

At the same time, a young woman stood up on the opposite side.

From this angle, she couldn't see her face clearly, only her slender figure and fair skin could be seen.

She seemed to be about to leave, but she suddenly turned her head, looked over the sofa that was in the middle just now, and looked at Shen Luo and the secretary who were sitting on the opposite side like two logs.

Xie Qingsu's eyes only rested on the two of them for a second, and then looked at the man sitting opposite them.

"Excuse me, do you have any napkins?" Her voice could not hear any emotion, neither salty nor bland, but also clear and cold, her eyes stayed directly on the man who was too stern and outstanding.

Shen Luo and the secretary immediately glanced at each other, and there were only four words in their eyes - accustomed to it.

They have seen this kind of scene a lot.

How many rich and famous ladies squeezed their heads to impress Zuo Yushi, and the various ways to strike up a conversation are far superior to this.

It is impossible for Zuo Zong to talk to her so abruptly.

Shen Luo reminded: "Miss, you can ask the waiter for..."

Suddenly, the man sitting opposite opened his mouth, his voice was low and deep: "How many do you want?"

Shen Luo froze for a moment, the secretary also opened his mouth, and looked up in surprise.

Zuo Yushi picked up the black paper box on the table with his cold, white and slender fingers, and looked at Xie Qingsu.

"One piece." Xie Qingsu glanced at the business magazine in front of him, which was in English.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, and he was tall and straight even when he was sitting. He was wearing a white handmade shirt underneath.His eyebrows and eyes are cold, fresh and clean, so handsome that he doesn't need any modification, he is already noble enough, and his whole body is full of extraordinary bearing.

Zuo Yushi pulled out a napkin and handed it to her.

Xie Qingsu took it, and said calmly, "Thank you, I was splashed with water just now, and there is no more paper on my desk."

While slowly wiping away the not-so-obvious water stains on her hands, she raised her clear eyes, with a hint of coldness in the corners of her mouth, and asked expressionlessly: "Sir, did you hear the water stains just now?" what?"

It was obviously just a question that sounded extremely peaceful, few and bland, but it sounded like it was hiding a bit of grimness.

Zuo Yushi turned his head to look at Xie Qingsu, and smiled: "I didn't hear that, do you still need it?"

He put the whole carton in front of her.

"No, thank you." Xie Qingsu's voice was very weak, he dropped the ball of paper in his hand, turned around and walked away.

Shen Luo and the secretary were left behind in a daze.

There was also a row of trembling and overwhelmed waiters who stood there and whispered.

"How many is this?"

"Miss Xie has almost made appointments here these days..."

"The face of that one was green when he rushed into the bathroom just now, so it won't kill anyone..."

"..."

It took Shen Luo a long time to recover, and she asked in amazement: "Mr. Zuo, who is that lady? Do you know...?"

Zuo Yushi seemed to be smiling a little: "An ancestor."

Shen Luo: "Huh?"

secretary:"????"

ancestors?

Mr. Zuo doesn't even have a woman by his side, when did he have an ancestor?

Two days ago, there was a famous lady in Haicheng who made a fuss in order to chase him. After being rejected by Zuo Yushi, she persevered in committing suicide by jumping off a building, threatening him to see her.However, until the celebrity who climbed onto the roof was carried away by the rescue team, Zuo Yushi himself could not appear.

Mr. Zuo is a famous high-altitude flower who has no interest in women.

How come...

The secretary looked at Shen Luo, winked desperately, and tried to make eye contact: in what sense is it an ancestor?

Shen Luo winked and responded: How would I know?As the president's secretary, you don't know what's going on with Mr. Zuo?

The secretary frowned and stared at him: Boss Zuo doesn't stay in the office all day, how could I know what's wrong with him?

Shen Luo frowned and stared back: So is there really something wrong? !
An English business magazine was placed on the table, Shen Luo and the secretary looked up, only to see that Zuo Yushi had already got up and left.

"Mr. Zuo? What are we going to do?" The two hurriedly followed, secretly excited. Could it be that they were going out to chase after Mr. Zuo's little ancestor?
The usual cold words were thrown down in front of him: "A meeting."

"..."

"..."

Good guy, Mr. Zuo's face changed too quickly.

It seemed that he wasn't the one who smiled and handed the napkin to someone with a gentle and amiable face just now! -
Five and ten minutes later, Xie Jia.

"Miss, have you had dinner outside? Do you want to prepare dinner for you in the kitchen?" Aunt Lin took Xie Qingsu's coat and folded it neatly on her arms.

"No need." Xie Qingsu walked in.

At the same time, he noticed the different gazes of other servants sneaking in her direction from time to time.

It was rare for He Huilin not to give her a face in the hall on the first floor today, but it was quite unusual for her to be quiet.

Xie Qingsu glanced at the servants, who instinctively took a step back.

Upstairs, outside Mr. Xie's study.

The door was half closed, and conversations could be heard inside.

It was her father Xie Jianheng's voice that came to my ears first: "Kang Xue has always been very sensible, and she has never let the family worry about it. This is the only time. Now that the child has been lost, it is already a big lesson."

Xie Zhang lowered his head and studied the inkstone in front of the rice paper, neither indifferent nor indifferent: "Since she has taken care of herself, she is raised in the hospital, so why do you leave the company's trivial matters and come back to be a lobbyist?"

"Isn't it because Huilin is afraid that you will have opinions on Kang Xue in the future?" Xie Jianheng did have time to come back, mainly because He Huilin was nagging on the phone that he was upset, and wanted to settle it early and clean himself up.

(End of this chapter)