fake love

Chapter 97 Returning from Nirvana, Has a Man Seen the Photos (8)
Secretary Ni stood in front of the desk, sipping coffee with a relaxed expression, "Yes."

She patted on the door hard, but there was no movement inside.

"Please leave, this is the president's office area, if you do this again, I will call the security guard over."

Fu Ran turned a deaf ear, "Ming Chengyou, I know you're inside."

"You have to firmly believe that LVAN is inside, and you knock slowly to see if someone opens the door for you."

Inside the office.

There is only one heavy door.

You Yingrui methodically pressed down on the temples of the man in front of him. He closed his eyes comfortably and held a cup of tea in his hand. The tea leaves rolled with the water. Secretary Ni's voice came from outside, "You really don't want to leave ? The 33rd floor is not accessible to anyone, if a secret is accidentally leaked, can you take the responsibility?"

"Don't take your words so seriously." Fu Ran withdrew her hand and looked deeply at the door in front of her. "If it's really easy to leak out, MR is nothing more than that."

A burst of footsteps followed from near to far.

Secretary Ni knocked on the door.

You Yingrui let go of the hands that were massaging Ming Chengyou, "Look, this is how you develop your skills."

Fu Ran followed the stairs and went back to the ground floor. Mr. Li paid double the liquidated damages according to the contract. Several teachers who came out together were unhappy, "This is the first time I have encountered this situation. Oops, I am so embarrassing."

"Isn't it? Who else will look for us again in the future?"

One of the training teachers who had been with Fu Ran for a long time signaled them not to say more, "There is nothing you can do if you are not satisfied, forget it."

Fu Ran was sweating and feeling uncomfortable all over, and her legs felt even weaker. She took out her keys and walked to the parking lot, "Sisters, don't be discouraged, don't you just need money? We don't need money. Let's go and eat hot pot."

"The boss treats you."

"Poor, get in the car!"

You Yingrui walked out of the office and closed the door behind her. Secretary Ni minimized the window and waved at her vigorously, "Hello! Ying Rui."

She walked over with small steps, "Going?"

Secretary Ni nodded, "Let's go," she said with a gleeful smile, "I let her climb the 33rd floor, and I didn't exhaust her half to death, so it was cheaper for her."

"You!" You Yingrui poked Secretary Ni's forehead with her index finger, and pointed at the closed office door with her other finger, "Don't go too far, it's best not to get involved in some things."

"I can't see it," Secretary Ni stomped her foot while holding the coffee cup, "If I meet her again in the future, I will treat her!"

"No!" You Yingrui restrained her smile, her eyes were serious, she took the coffee cup from Secretary Ni and put it on the table, "This is the last time, and I'm doing it for your own good, you know?"

"Okay," Secretary Ni reluctantly nodded, "Aren't you jealous?"

You Yingrui picked up the satchel next to her, and smiled lightly on her delicately made-up face, "No one in MR knows about our relationship except you. If it spreads outside, I'll only ask you."

"Got it! I'm from the Secrecy Bureau."

Fu Ran absent-mindedly had dinner with a few people, and Ming Chengyou saw something she couldn't understand in addition to the strangeness in his eyes, which was shocking. After dinner, everyone knew that she was in a bad mood, so they separated.

When Mingzheng called her, she was wandering aimlessly in the street. Fu Ran found the teahouse he mentioned, and saw Mingzheng sitting by the window.

For what, she can guess a little bit.

The charming fragrance of Pu'er tea permeated the nostrils, Fu Ran opened the chair and took a seat, "Busy people, how can you invite me to drink tea when you have time?"

"Mr's CEO, have you had a face-to-face meeting?"

Fu Ran took a sip of tea, "You saw it too?"

"It's quite a pleasant surprise." Mingzheng offered Fu Ranman a cup of tea, and she raised her chin with her right hand, "I was supposed to take charge of MR's event promotion today, but," she shrugged lightly, "I messed up. gone."

"Why?" Mingzheng raised his eyebrows, "Seeing that he is not performing well?"

"He saw me and kicked me out."

"It seems that he came back this time for the two of us, and he is also thinking about how to kick me out." Mingzheng's suit jacket was draped on the back of the chair, and the dark blue linen shirt well highlighted his age. Some are calm and resolute.

"I'm not interested in your affairs," Fu Ran paused, "it's reasonable to come to you, what does it have to do with me?"

"Won't he think in his heart that we are together?"

Fu Ran was speechless, thought for a while and said, "At most, the studio won't be able to receive business in the future. It's better to return to teaching. I don't have to worry about food and clothing problems."

"It's not that bad." Mingzheng smiled and refilled her tea. After all, Cun Kun's strength is there, no matter how strong MR is, he has to fight Cun Kun first before he can speak.

When two tigers fight, one will be injured.

Fu Ran looked out the window at the dreary weather, and she could recite word for word what Ming Yunfeng said in her ear before he died. Could he just watch his two sons fight to the point of life and death in the sky? ?
"Brother, can't you stop?"

"You said that you are not interested in our affairs." Mingzheng looked up at her, and the bottom of the pool was cold, "Besides, he is going to fight to the end now."

Fu Ran walked out of the tea room with a lot of worries. She saw Luo Wenying waiting for Mingzheng in the car. When she received the call, Mingzheng left in a hurry, saying that she was going to see a client.

There was nothing important to do in the studio, so Fu Ran simply went home.

Fu Songting and Fan Xian were not at home. Mother Chen said they were going to hold a dinner party and would not be back until late. Fu Ran went upstairs to take a shower and sat on the edge of the bed. She opened the drawer and took out a jewelry box, which contained a gift from Ming Chengyou in the past. Quite a few things.He is the Merry Young Master who naturally knows how to please girls. Fu Ran kept a few of them by his side, and put the particularly valuable ones in the capital of Yiyun.

She rubbed her fingertips on the jewelry box, Ming Chengyou at that time...

Fu Ran shook her head, put the things back in place, and everyone would change.

Her legs are still sore and numb. She lays her legs flat on the bed and gently rubs them. In addition to the slight bitterness in her heart, there are also unspeakable grievances. It is not a problem of less money, nor is it a problem of damage to the reputation of the studio. I just thought of the four words he promised her under the cold moonlight that day: Take good care of me.

(End of this chapter)