Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 2612 This is... Who sent it?

After hanging up the phone, Gu Jinglan had difficulty concentrating.

Is she about to cry today?
She must be very sad, right?
The child who finally opened up his heart and let himself accept it questioned her like this.

Gu Jinglan was very worried. He picked up the landline on his desk and called the extension of Zhao Qiuxu's department manager.

"Hi, President."

"How is she today?"

The department manager knew that she was referring to Ms. Zhao, and the manager immediately said tremblingly: "Ms. Zhao seems to be in a bad mood today. She got the information wrong twice, and she is absent-minded."

Gu Jinglan rested her forehead with one hand, "Reduce her workload and let her have a good rest."

"Yes, President."

Hearing the beeping busy tone, the department manager didn't dare to delay, and immediately walked out of the office.

Zhao Qiuxu was still copying the documents. The department manager pretended to come to her side by chance and looked through the documents, "Zhao Qiuxu, are you feeling well today?"

"Manager." Zhao Qiuxu came back to his senses suddenly, "I'm not feeling sick."

"Seeing that your complexion is not very good, how about this, I will grant you a day off, you go back and have a good rest?"

"No, I'm really fine, thank you manager for your concern."

Now that the words have come to an end, the manager can't force her to leave and go back to rest.

Nodding his head, he had no choice but to give up, "If your body really can't bear it, please ask for leave in time. No matter how busy you are at work, your body is the most important thing."

"I see, thank you manager."

The manager left, Zhao Qiuxu patted his face and forced himself to cheer up.

In the president's office, Gu Jinglan was fidgeting, facing a table of documents, unable to read a single word.

He paced back and forth on the spot until the phone rang, and he quickly picked it up, "How is it?"

"President..." The department manager hesitated to speak, "Miss Zhao said she is fine and doesn't need to ask for leave."

"She said she didn't need it, so you agreed?"

"I'm sorry, President, I think Miss Zhao has great enthusiasm for work, so she won't ask for leave easily..."

"Enough, I don't want to hear your nonsense reasons!"

Gu Jinglan let out a low growl, he was still sick, and felt dizzy after being so angry.

He clasped the table with one hand hastily, and made a crisp sound, "Take care of her, and don't let her make any mistakes. If there is anything wrong with her, I only ask you!"

The manager agreed with sweat profusely, "Yes, President. I will keep an eye on Ms. Zhao's situation at any time. If she feels unwell, I will immediately let her go back to rest."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Jinglan still couldn't calm down.

Putting his hands on the desk, he lowered his head tiredly, hoping that her mood would get better as soon as possible.

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Coming out of the tea room, this is Zhao Qiuxu's third cup of coffee this morning.

She returned to her desk and got to work.

I don't know how long it took until a voice distracted her.

"Zhao Qiuxu, I have your flowers."

Zhao Qiuxu looked up, and the front desk of the company had already sent up the flowers for signing.

Looking at the super exaggerated fiery red roses in front of him, comparable to the 999 flowers used for marriage proposals, Zhao Qiuxu was a little stunned.

"This... who gave it?"

The front desk glanced at the small card, "It's from Mr. Rong."

Mr. Song?
Which Mr. Song?

"I don't know Mr. Song..."

As soon as Zhao Qiuxu finished speaking, the gossiping female colleague said, "It's Mr. Song from Haohan Media. We talked about cooperation last time. Did you forget?"

(End of this chapter)