Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

The location here is remote, desolate and uninhabited, and there is garbage that can't be seen at a glance. If people really kill people, they won't be discovered within a few months.Yang Qingwei thinks so.

Fu Tingjun rubbed her little head, really wanting to see what was inside.

Yang Qingwei pushed his hand away impatiently and wanted to take a few steps back when he hugged her waist.

"Don't run around, be careful not to fall!" Fu Tingjun warned, looked at her skirt again, and asked curiously, "Why do you think of wearing a skirt?"

"I'm going to an interview, I have to dress formally!"

Even though her skirt was below her knees, he still felt uncomfortable and warned, "Don't wear skirts to work in the future!"

"Why?" She likes to wear skirts very much.

Naturally, Fu Tingjun couldn't say that he didn't want others to see her wearing a skirt, so he had to answer with "inconvenient".

"What's the inconvenience of being an accountant? Brainless!" Yang Qingwei complained.

"Inconvenient is inconvenient!" Fu Tingjun came to a conclusion for no reason, and then helped her to walk aside, "Look, I plan to build a shopping mall here and a small square in front, so that they can come here You can also come here to relax while shopping here!" Fu Tingjun said, pointing to a piece of garbage.

Yang Qingwei found it difficult.

"When will this be finished?"

"If everything goes well, it will take three years." Fu Tingjun didn't care about her disdain, and continued to introduce, "New schools will be built here, including hospitals will be moved here, and this place has a bright future."

"You know a lot!" I haven't talked to him about work before, but now I realize that he knows a lot more than myself.

It was rare to be praised by his wife, Fu Tingjun was naturally very happy, he helped her to move forward, "It's nothing, you can understand a little bit about things at work, but people, people's hearts, are the most difficult to understand. "When he said this, he looked at her, and Yang Qingwei could not help lowering her head when she heard his implication.

"Wei Wei!" Fu Tingjun lifted her chin and forced her to look at him, saying word by word, "Say it straight up if you have something to say, and ask me if you want to know, you don't have to guess!"

Yang Qingwei felt guilty from being stared at by him, lowered her eyes, and nodded.

Wearing a mask, and there were so many people here, he didn't kiss her, but just pulled her into his arms and kneaded her gently.

After a while, other people came, and Fu Tingjun had to go over to discuss work matters with them. Yang Qingwei stood by the car and waited for him. The driver, Xiao Zhao, sat in the car and thought about calling Yang Qingwei to get in the car.

The weather was hot and the environment was not good. Yang Qingwei did not refuse. She sat in the back seat and took off her mask and helmet.

Xiao Zhao glanced at the proprietress, wanted to speak several times, but still dared not ask, or Yang Qingwei saw that he was hesitant to speak, and asked him if he had something to say?Xiao Zhao thought for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, and asked curiously, "Ma'am, what's going on with you and the boss? I think you're always angry, but he doesn't seem to have anything wrong. You two won't be in a cold war, right? "

This is Yang Qingwei, if it were Xue Kai who would have slapped him on the head, fortunately, Yang Qingwei didn't mind.

"No." Although the two of them quarreled all day long, she still gave him face in front of outsiders, "We are, that is, um, husband and wife love!" After thinking about it, only these four words can explain her made.

Xiao Zhao felt that his IQ had been insulted, but he couldn't ask any more questions after all the parties had said so. He just smiled and said that their relationship was really good.

The two chatted awkwardly for a while, and Yang Qingwei wondered if there were any girls in the company who were attracted to Fu Tingjun?Xiao Zhao said unpreparedly, probably, after all, he is not very familiar with these things in the company, but how can no one like the boss who is so good?

Yang Qingwei's eyes were gloomy. In fact, Xiao Zhao was right. How could Fu Tingjun be so good that no one liked him?