Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 290 Annual Meeting (1)

"I seem to have been discovered." Lying on the bed, Yang Qingwei said unrequitedly looking at the roof.

Fu Tingjun, who entered the bedroom after taking a shower, looked at her suspiciously.

"What was discovered?"

Yang Qingwei turned her head slowly and said seriously, "Identity."

Seeing him coming, Yang Qingwei sat up and looked at him and said, "I went to the bank with Sister Meng today, and when I came back, I met a man. I seem to have applied for a job at their company before. He knows my relationship with you. Sister Meng has already Suspected."

Fu Tingjun came to the bed and sat down, and helped her pull the quilt to wrap it up, "If you know it, you know it, don't you plan to keep it a secret?"

Yang Qingwei rested her chin on his shoulder pitifully, "No, I just don't want to be discovered like this."

"What do you want?"

"do not know."

Putting her arms around her waist, Fu Tingjun turned around and went to bed, pressing her against his chest, "Actually, it's okay to tell them. You see that Yayoi is also doing well in your office? The most important thing in socializing is character, and Not identity."

"That's what I said, but there are many things that are not that simple." After escaping from his arms, Yang Qingwei lay back on the bed, "Forget it, let me think about it."

Yang Qingwei turned her back to him, closed her eyes and couldn't fall asleep.

Fu Tingjun threw the towel aside, covered her with the quilt, and patted her arm lightly, signaling her not to be too nervous, but Yang Qingwei didn't respond.

The annual meeting is coming soon, and their annual meeting is held in the restaurant on the second floor because it is spacious and has enough seats.

Originally, Fu Tingjun wanted to take her there, but she refused, what are you kidding, what's the difference between going there with him and the official announcement?But Fu Misheng came to pick her up very kindly, Yang Qingwei looked at her and accepted.

Originally, some departments would send people to participate in the performance at the annual meeting, but the accounting department refused, because they are busy at the end of the year, and they are in a hurry. If they find time to perform, do they still have to work?However, it is said that this year the company has invited celebrities, so they can stay in their seats to eat and drink steadily. For this reason, Yang Qingwei specially chose looser clothes, so that Fu Misheng disliked her.

"Even if you don't need to perform, at least you have to face it squarely, right?" Fu Misheng complained.

Yang Qingwei looked at her tall and silent.

She can't compare with her, she wants to come on stage as the daughter of the group, she doesn't need it, after all, she is just an ordinary little accountant.

When the two came to the entrance of the company, they happened to meet Ming Xi. Ming Xi was wrapped in a long black down jacket, but he could still see black leather shoes under his feet. Yang Qingwei couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

"What are you doing?" Ming Xi was curious.

Before Yang Qingwei could speak, Fu Misheng explained, "Now she regrets that she was dressed so casually!"

Yang Qingwei patted her dissatisfied, and Fu Misheng ran to press the elevator with a smile.

When she arrived at the office, Yang Qingwei realized that everyone was dressed very formally, but she was the only one who not only dressed casually, but even loosely. Yaoyao also curiously asked her if she was pregnant?Yang Qingwei really wanted to slap her dumbfounded.

"What should I do?" Yang Qingwei frowned.

Fu Misheng leaned over and asked her if she would like to borrow her a dress?Yang Qingwei seriously refused.

Forget it, let's leave it at that, she's here to eat anyway.

After everyone gathered in the office, they went to the restaurant and went to the accounting area as required. Fu Misheng didn't go to find his parents and brother, but drank drinks with them, even happily.

"I didn't think it before, but today's drink looks delicious!" Yang Qingwei said.

Fu Misheng sniffed it and said, "That's wine!"

Yang Qingwei let out an "ah" and immediately put the cup on the table.

(End of this chapter)