fake love

Chapter 78 Ming Chengyou, don’t practice yourself in front of me (5)
You Yingrui walked into Secretary Wang's office and saw a stack of documents neatly placed next to the computer, maybe it was the one Mr. Li wanted.She put the letter of intent inside, picked it up and walked to the general manager's office.

About a quarter of an hour later, Mr. Li rushed into the office area with a livid face and anger. He raised the documents in his hand, "Who did this? Secretary Wang, you can't hear what I'm saying, are you deaf! Send something like this in?!"

Secretary Wang, who just came back from dinner, was so frightened that his face paled and he hesitated, "I...not..."

"You still say no! Then where did this thing come from?" Mr. Li's beer belly rose and fell in anger, and his dark face turned into a liver color.

The civilian beauties looked at each other, You Yingrui stretched out the chair, and heard her own voice calm and calm, "Mr. Li, I was caught in it."

"You?" Mr. Li threw it away angrily, and the folder was knocked open due to the huge impact, and the black characters on the A4 paper were scattered everywhere, "You—"

"Mr. Li, how do you know there is no possibility of cooperation without even looking at it?"

The female colleague sitting next to her gently tugged at the corner of another person's clothes, "Look, Ruirui is crazy today."

"You dare to teach me a lesson? What's wrong with the world now? Who dares to provoke this master, but you are kind enough to help him. Are you his mother or his lover!"

"Mr. Li, our company has received a lot of benefits from Qian Kun before, right?"

"Ruirui," Secretary Wang pulled her over, "Stop talking!"

"Get lost, don't let me see you again!" Mr. Li blushed.

You Yingrui took off her badge and slammed it on the table, "Who cares about working here? He only cares about profit and doesn't care about humanity. One day he will end up bankrupt. Also, I will give me this month's salary plus three months of compensation. , or I will sue you at the labor bureau!"

"Let's go!"

She carried the suitcase out of the company, he would not know what she had done for him, but there was a kind of love that was so sweet, You Yingrui looked back, and then walked away quickly without any regrets.

Fu Ran closed the door of the studio, and walked along the light green corridor to meet the afterglow projected from the window. Time passed quickly, and I am afraid that spring might really come tomorrow.

She put a camel coat on her arm, came to the ground floor and saw a black Porsche parked at the door, Ming Zheng leaned against the car, saw her get down, and threw the cigarettes in the trash can beside her.

"Is it a crime to work for yourself?"

Fu Ran felt that it was cold outside, so she put on her coat, "If I don't make money, I will starve to death."

Mingzheng smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "I have money, at least I can ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing."

The same words brought back the hidden memory in her heart, she remembered that Ming Chengyou had told her before, his tone was more domineering and superior than Ming Zheng's, he was that kind of person, he was arrogant and didn't know how to restrain himself, but at that time he lived quite comfortably.

"Xiao Ran?"

Ming Zheng called her.

Fu Ran regained consciousness, "I have to go home."

"Let's have a meal together."

Fu Ran wanted to decline, but Ming Zheng had already stuffed her into the passenger seat, and she glanced around while fastening her seat belt, "There won't be any reporters. If we are photographed together, we will have to make a fuss."

"This turmoil has passed long ago, can you still stare at us every day without eating?"

"That's right." Fu Ran was absent-minded, and Ming Zheng turned on the stereo, and a song "THE WELL" with a tune close to sadness flowed in a small space. She could hear news about Ming Chengyou from the news one after another. Things are not going well.

In the first few days after the marriage contract was canceled, Fu Ran was also in a bad mood. Various newspapers put her in as bad a situation as possible. There was even a special column specially invited to write a serial article, in which the heroine who had a better understanding If you pay attention, you can see that Fu Ran is the prototype.

"What to eat?"

Ming Zheng turned his head to see her silent, and patted the back of her head with his palm, "Why are you always distracted, who are you thinking about?"

"Whatever, but I don't want to eat Western food."

What Mingzheng took Fu Ran to was a famous Sichuan restaurant. The night breeze was cool, and this climate was most suitable for eating spicy food.

Fu Ran looked up and saw the bright red signboard, the four big characters of Chuanshu family were enough to whet one's appetite, she followed Mingzheng to the lobby, oh, the business is really booming.

A black car was parked on the side of the road.

The assistant who was driving looked behind him cautiously.

Ming Chengyou was in a deep sleep, but his brows were tightly furrowed, and his suit jacket covered his shoulders. The female secretary in the passenger seat stretched out her hand and pushed him, "Third Young Master?"

He opened his eyes sleepily.

"Get out of the car and have something to eat."

Ming Chengyou pressed two fingers between his brows, looked up out of the window, and saw that there was a restaurant at the intersection with good business, "Let's go, I invite you to eat Sichuan cuisine."

Fu Ran eats mouth hair and blood, and pours cold water directly for spicy food.The waiter led the three of them to the only empty table. Ming Chengyou asked the female secretary to take the order. From the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure. He looked sideways. Coincidentally, Fu Ran and Ming Zheng were beside him.

Fu Ran was belatedly aware and hadn't discovered it yet.

Ming Zheng's eyes met Ming Chengyou's through the figure of the waiter who was waiting to order. The two looked at each other coldly, but neither of them said hello.

Ming Zheng picked up a chopsticks dish and sent it to Fu Ran's bowl as if nothing happened.

Ming Chengyou's eyes followed him to Fu Ran.

She was sweating hotly all over, and flapped her palms around her mouth, but she just liked this one, Mingzheng's smile gradually stained the bottom of her eyes, and she took out a tissue to wipe off the oil stains at the corners of her mouth.

Fu Ran paused for a moment while chewing, and took the tissue in his hand with an embarrassed expression, "I'll do it myself."

The moment she raised her head, she felt a scorching gaze from the opposite side. Fu Ran was caught off guard and faced Ming Chengyou. She was so shocked that she choked on a mouthful of hot pepper, bent over and coughed violently.

The mouth and even the nasal cavity were hot, Ming Zheng hurriedly picked up the white water in her hand and handed it to her, "Take a quick sip." The tall body immediately stood behind Fu Ran, patting her back lightly with his palm.

Many people heard the movement and looked over. Fu Ran covered her face with her hands, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After rinsing her mouth with cold water to relieve the spicy taste in her mouth, Fu Ran walked back to the main hall, just as the waiter was serving food to the table next to her.Ming Chengyou raised one leg, and the platinum lighter in his hand knocked on the table and made a thumping sound. He stared at Fu Ran without concealment, revealing a trace of her elusive emotion.

(End of this chapter)