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Chapter 69 Song Tang, You Have Me in Your Heart
Song Tang took off his coat and was about to respond to Mi Li when Aunt Yuan walked over to her and said, "Miss Song, I have already given Mi Li dinner, but she said you didn't come back, so you didn't eat much."

"Aunt Yuan, thank you for your hard work."

Aunt Yuan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll go clean the kitchen first."

"Thank you, Aunt Yuan."

When the door was closed, Song Tang turned around and saw Xiaomi Li standing behind her and staring at her.

"what happened?"

"Tang Tang, you're late, I'm going to Nan Bao's house now, he must be anxiously waiting." Xiaomi Li continued the topic just now.

Seeing his daughter's righteous words, Song Tang could only say: "Okay, let's go to Nanbao's house, but you have to let me eat before going."

"No, Nanbao's house has delicious food, let's go eat together. Let's go, Tangtang." Xiaomi Li said and wanted to pull Songtang out.

Unable to hold back his daughter, Song Tang had no choice but to take his coat and keys again, and drive down with Xiaomi Li to Nanbao's house.

When they arrived at Fu Jingchen's house, Song and Tang knew what was going on.It turned out that the reason why this girl ate very little today was because she knew that Nanbao would prepare a table of dishes for them.

"Nan Bao, whether you're hungry or not, it's all Tang Tang's fault. She came back very late today."

Xiaomi Li walked up to Nanbao to explain, and by the way, put all the responsibility on Song Tang.

"Not hungry. Tang, Tang, let's go together." Nan Bao looked at Mi Li, then at Song Tang, and immediately stretched out his hand to take the two of them to the restaurant.

Song and Tang did not refuse Nanbao's invitation to have a meal together, and Fu Jingchen was not there. If she refused, it would be hypocritical and it would hurt Nanbao's heart.

An adult and two children are eating happily. This warm scene is now all captured by the pinhole camera behind the vase, and the signal source directly appears on a laptop.

"Master Fu, here are..."

"Get out!" Fu Jingchen quickly closed the computer and said coldly.

Shen Ming was stared at with hairs all over, but the matter at hand was really urgent.

After weighing the pros and cons, he still bite the bullet and said, "Master Fu, this case is very difficult. It is related to whether a billion-dollar contract can be signed. See if you can spare some time..."

"Get out, don't make me say it again!"

Fu Jingchen's expression is colder this time.

"Okay, I'll put the file down, remember to read it."

After Shen Ming finished speaking, he put the documents on Fu Jingchen's desk as quickly as possible, and then ran out of the office as if fleeing for his life.

When the door was closed, Fu Jingchen didn't even look at the document, and turned on the computer again.

The picture is still going on, it is Song and Tang feeding Nanbao soup, it really feels like a biological mother and child.

Looking at it, Fu Jingchen stretched out his fingers unconsciously, and gently stroked Song Tang's face on the computer screen.

But in the next second, he quickly withdrew his hand again, and turned off the power of the computer, so that the screen became pitch black, only his blurred face was reflected.

Song Tang didn't know that Fu's family had installed pinhole cameras in the living room and dining room, otherwise she wouldn't have eaten and played with the two children so calmly, showing her truest side without any concealment.

The relationship between Xiaomi Mili and Nanbao seems to be getting better and better. Looking at these two children who look like conjoined twins, Song Tang feels very complicated in his heart.

It would be great if Nanbao wasn't Fu Jingchen's child. If he was an unwanted child, she would definitely take him home the first time she saw Nanbao, so that she could make up for the regret of losing her son in her heart up.

Thinking of this, Song Tang felt despicable, how could he wish such a cruel thing to happen to a child.

But she does like Nanbao a little too much, which is unreasonable.

Xiao Mi was tired from playing and fell asleep directly on Nanbao's small bed. As for Nanbao, it seemed that he wanted to spend more time with Song Tang, so he was unwilling to close his eyes no matter what.

"Nan Bao, it's getting late, you should go to bed too." Song Tang said softly.

Nan Bao shook his head, reached out and grabbed Song Tang's hand: "No, Tang, let's go."

"You don't want me to go?" Song Tang asked.

"Accompany me." Nan Bao said with difficulty.

Song Tang touched Nanbao's head distressedly. At this moment, she remembered the rumors she heard in the company today, and asked Nanbao: "Nanbao, do you love Dad?"

"Love! Love Papa."

Song Tang was very surprised, he didn't expect Nanbao to say the three words so clearly.

It is said that children's emotions are the most real. It seems that if Nanbao didn't love his father, he wouldn't be able to say these three words so smoothly.

"Is it true that I misunderstood? But why does he never defend himself? He obviously has the opportunity to defend himself." Song Tang muttered to himself.

But soon she said in her heart: "Even if he explained it, given the situation at that time, I wouldn't believe a single word."

Just when Song Tang was distracted, Nan Bao suddenly got up from the bed.

Song Tang got up to see what he was going to do, when Nan Bao ran to the desk and brought a picture book.

Nan Bao gave the painting book to Song Tang and said, "Look, draw."

"Is this painted by Nanbao?" Song Tang asked.

Seeing Nan Bao's serious nod, Song Tang smiled, and then opened the first page of the painting book.

On the first page there is a drawing of a man and a child.

The man wears a tie with a serious expression, but the child has big eyes but doesn't smile, and even draws a dark cloud above his head.Judging from the characteristics, Song and Tang immediately saw that this was Nan Bao's painting of him and his father.

Looking at the very characteristic painting, Song Tang felt that Nan Bao was really talented in painting.

Although his painting skills are naive, he knows how to draw the most important features, so that people can tell who is who at a glance.

Song Tang pointed to the dark clouds on the painting and asked, "Nan Bao is not happy?"

Nan Bao nodded, pointed at the painting and said, "Dad, scold, Bao, feel sad."

It turned out that it was scolded by Fu Jingchen, so Nan Bao was very sad, so he drew this picture.

Song Tang felt her nose sore, and was about to comfort Nan Bao, but Nan Bao took the initiative to turn the page for her.

On the second page, there are four people drawn, a man and a boy, and next to them are a girl and a woman.Since everyone is holding hands and smiling faces, it is not difficult to see that this is a family of four.

Song Tang looked at the girl's shofar braid and the heart pendant on the woman's neck, and couldn't help being stunned.

Just when Song and Tang were struggling with what the painting meant, Nan Bao spoke up.

He used his fingers to introduce the characters in the painting one by one in order, saying very clearly: "Father, Nan Bao, Mi Li, Tang Tang, one family!"

Hearing the family's words, Song Tang turned pale with fright as if he had been stimulated by something.

She stood up quickly, and the drawing book on her lap fell to the ground in a panic.

Fortunately, there was a soft blanket on the ground, otherwise the sound might have woken up Xiaomi Mili.

Nan Bao looked at Song Tang strangely, as if he didn't understand how Tang Tang, who was always very good, could be so careless today.

Song Tang tried his best to sort out his mood, and then he forced a smile.

"Nanbao, Auntie told you that there is something wrong with this painting. Auntie knows that you also like Auntie and Xiaomi, but we are not a family, and we will not be one."

"As for the!"

Nanbao seemed to understand Song Tang's meaning, tears flowed out immediately, and he was very excited to ask why, but there was only one word, and he couldn't say anything else.

Song Tang was worried about irritating the child, so he quickly picked up Nanbao and comforted him: "Nanbao, calm down first."

Under Song Tang's comfort, Nan Bao finally stopped crying, and his emotions calmed down a lot.

Song Tang wiped away Nan Bao's tears and said, "Auntie is Uncle Lu's fiancée, and your father already has a girlfriend, Aunt Bing'er. So... so we can't be a family, but Auntie promises that Auntie will still be very happy." I love Nanbao."

Nan Bao lowered his head and did not speak, as if his aphasia had become severe again.

Song Tang was worried. The last thing she wanted to hurt was her child. Before, she thought that Nan Bao was just relying on her, but she didn't expect that Nan Bao wanted her to be his mother.

How is this possible?

"Nanbao, auntie...Auntie really can't be your mother. If you still think like this, then auntie won't dare to come and see Nanbao in the future. "

"Auntie." Nan Bao suddenly called out.

This auntie made Song Tang stunned. She lowered her head and looked at Nan Bao, and found that the child's eyes were clear, and even stretched out her little hand to pat her on the head, as if to comfort her.

"Nan Bao?"

"Don, Auntie."

Nanbao was actually very reluctant and unhappy.

He thought Tang Tang could be his mother, but Tang Tang's panicked appearance just now made Nan Bao feel scared.

He was really afraid that Tang Tang would be frightened by him, and then he would never come to him again.

The clever Nan Bao carefully concealed his disappointment, and obediently called Auntie. He wanted Tang Tang to feel at ease, and Tang Tang would come to him again in the future.

If Fu Jingchen is here, he will find that his son is indeed his son, and even the way to retain the person he likes is exactly the same.

It's a good move to retreat!
Song Tang was worried that if he spoke too directly, he would irritate Nan Bao and aggravate Nan Bao's aphasia.But now it seems that Nan Bao is more gentle and caring than she thought.

"Nanbao, you understood what Auntie said, right?"

Nan Bao nodded, although there was still a bit of reluctance on his face.

Song Tang finally breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Nanbao and kissed: "Nanbao is still sensible. I will definitely bring Aunt Binger to accompany you more in the future, so that you will know that Aunt Binger is actually very good. Tang Tang is much better."

Nan Bao still nodded, but refused to say another word.Under the leadership of Song Tang, he came down to the bed and lay down, waiting for Song Tang to help him cover the quilt and coax him to sleep.

After Nanbao closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, Song Tang gently picked up the sleeping millet and left Nanbao's room.

The moment Song Tang closed the door, Nan Bao opened his eyes.

There was a little sadness in the round black eyes, as if something had been entangled with such a young him, making him unable to sleep peacefully.

Song Tang walked forward, and Nan Bao went downstairs to the living room on the back. The family didn't dare to stop the young master, so they could only watch him walk to the landline beside the sofa, grab the phone and call Fu Jingchen.

At this time, Fu Jingchen has actually returned to Chunlanyuan. He saw that Song Tang's car was still downstairs and waited all the time.

After waiting for nearly an hour, Fu Jingchen finally saw Song Tang's car leave, and at the same time his mobile phone rang.

He picked it up and found that it was the phone at home, which made Fu Jingchen frowned. Could it be that there is something wrong with Nanbao?
After connecting, Nanbao's intermittent voice came from over there: "Dad, Dad!"

Nan Bao was calling him, seeming very sad and anxious.

Fu Jingchen was a little panicked by the slightly crying voice. He quickly stepped on the gas pedal and drove the car towards his door.

When he rushed into the gate of his house, he saw Nan Bao sitting on the sofa with his phone in his arms. He lowered his head and seemed to be in a bad mood.

It's been a long time since I saw Nanbao so emotionally excited, which made Fu Jingchen very strange.

He walked over and hugged Nanbao on his lap, and asked, "Nanbao, what's wrong with you?"

"Father, Tang Tang, don't do it, mother." Nan Bao said sadly.

Although the child is very sad, but the words are indeed speaking more and more clearly.

Fu Jingchen didn't need to put together to understand. Nanbao probably wanted to tell him that Song Tang didn't want to be his mother.

"Why do you say that? Song and Tang said it?" Fu Jingchen frowned and asked.

"Well! Tang, Auntie." Nan Bao looked pitiful.

"What to do?" Nan Bao looked up and asked Fu Jingchen, with a helpless expression.

"Nan Bao is so smart, is it because Tang Tang said those words that he retreated? Our men in the Fu family are not allowed to be so useless."

Nan Bao bowed his head in shame, quickly took a tissue from the coffee table, wiped his face, and said, "Nan Bao, no, give up!"

"Yes, Nan Bao, I can't give up. Tang Tang treats you very well, right? In fact, Tang Tang is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. As long as she can still come to see you, we still have a chance."

"Yeah!" Nanbao nodded vigorously.

At this time, a father and son are thinking about one person, and they are thinking about what method to use to completely enclose Song and Tang in their family's territory.

After the painting incident happened, Song and Tang still took the time to play with Nanbao every day as usual. Everything seemed to be the same as before, but in fact Xiaonanbao started to plan another thing .

Of course, the plan this time is still to include millet grains. One of the two children is very dark at a young age, and the other is innocent and innocent to help outsiders sell her own mother. In short, the two of them are still happy to cooperate .

Such a happy atmosphere of getting along gradually made Song Tang forget that Nanbao wanted her to be his mother, and his vigilance disappeared little by little until he was defenseless.

Sinan, Song and Tang Office.

"Song Tang, come here and help me! This thing needs to be posted on the blackboard!" A senior colleague shouted to Song Tang who was burying his head in the design draft.

Song Tang raised his head immediately, saw that it was Designer Guo who was in charge of taking him, and immediately got up to help.

While she was pasting the things to be posted on the small blackboard on the wall specially used to record important things, her thoughts drifted away.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, she has been working in Sinan for almost four days. In the past few days, she has mastered the operation of the entire design department by heart, and even worked out a project with several designers.

Designer Guo is a very talkative man, and he is also very nice.

When encountering things she doesn't understand, he never gets impatient. He not only explains carefully, but sometimes even takes the initiative to teach some design skills, which really benefits Song Tang a lot.

"Master, it's all done." Song and Tang now respectfully call Designer Guo their master.

"I told you not to call me master. I am indeed a bit older than you, but calling me master is too old. Call me brother, brother." Designer Guo corrected Song Tang.

Song Tang thought it was just a title, as long as the other party was happy, so she shouted: "Yes, Brother Guo, haha, it sounds so like Guo Daxia."

Many people at the scene laughed when they heard this, and Designer Guo was going to say a few funny words with Guo Daxia's demeanor to liven up the atmosphere, but at this time the phone on Song Tang's desk rang.

Song Tang was very strange, she didn't tell anyone about this work phone number, who would call her at this time.

"Go quickly, maybe the head office has something to explain."

After all, he is a senior, so Designer Guo basically guessed the phone call pretty well.

Seeing that everyone was busy, Song Tang hurried back to his place and pressed the answer button.

She put the microphone to her ear, and before she could say hello, the person over there said, "Hello? Is this Designer Song?"

Shen Ming's voice.

"Shen...Assistant Shen, why did you call me?"

Song Tang was used to calling Shen Ming's name, and almost slipped her tongue. Fortunately, her voice was very low, so that she didn't attract the attention of the people around her.

While flipping through the documents in his hand, Shen Ming said, "Designer Song, please go to Minister Du and get the design plan and theme plan for next year's spring women's clothing, and send them to the head office immediately."

When Song Tang heard this, he felt something was wrong, "Isn't this report just sent to Manager Chen, the person in charge of Sinan? Why did you send it to the head office?"

The most important thing is, why do you have to name her to deliver this kind of thing? Is it Fu Jingchen's intentional order?

"Designer Song, you just joined Sinan and you may not know that Sinan's design department is said to belong to Sinan, but it is a completely independent department. It actually belongs to the head office. All the large-scale design themes of Sinan They must be sent to Mr. Fu in person, after all, the Sinan Design Department has always been under Mr. Fu's direct jurisdiction."

"Is that so?" Song Tang still had some doubts.

Shen Ming said: "If you don't believe it, you can ask the seniors around you. I don't have to lie to you because of this kind of thing, after all, it's easy to be exposed. I hope you can do it as soon as possible. Master Fu still has a video conference to be held in the afternoon. He must understand the theme concept of spring clothing design in advance, otherwise it will be troublesome to wait for the video conference."

"Okay, I see. I'll be there right away."

Song Tang couldn't hear any clues from Shen Ming's words. She could only keep telling herself that maybe it was just as the other party said, this was just work, not Fu Jingchen's intentional arrangement.

According to Shen Ming's intention, Song Tang knocked on the office door of Du Qingyue, head of the design department.

After getting permission, Song Tang walked in. She was about to say hello and explain her purpose, but Du Qingyue had already handed over a blue folder.

Song Tang immediately went over to pick it up, and then heard Du Qingyue explain: "This report is very important, send it to Master Fu for review immediately, don't delay Master Fu's business."

Du Qingyue did things decisively and neatly. It seems that she should have received the notice long ago, so she prepared everything in advance.

Song Tang nodded towards Du Qingyue, and then left the office with a thick folder.

With a lot of doubts in her heart, she simply walked up to Designer Guo and asked, "Brother, who is in charge of our design department?"

"You're asking an interesting question, of course it's under the control of Sinan's boss."

"I mean the design department is directly under the head office, or Sinan?" Song Tang knew that the other party must not understand, so he asked in a different way.

"Oh, our design department has always been managed by Master Fu himself. The unimportant designs we produce here will be handed over to Manager Chen, and the important ones need to be directly handed over to Master Fu."

After getting such an answer, Song and Tang breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Fu Jingchen didn't make such an arrangement on purpose.

"Why, you were arranged to run errands?" Designer Guo immediately guessed what was going on.

Song Tang smiled and said, "I've never been to the headquarters, so I'm a little worried."

"Haha, then you really have to worry."

Song Tang asked curiously: "Why?"

"Master Fu is notoriously difficult to deal with. It's okay if things are done well, but as long as there is something you don't like, then you have to be careful. But don't worry, it's not news that Master Fu is angry. If he Get angry at you, just listen, but don't talk back to him."

Song Tang thought to herself how dare she talk back again. It was because she didn't know how to control her temper before that it attracted Fu Jingchen's attention.

Now Song and Tang are eager to stay far away from Fu Jingchen, no matter now or in the future, it would be better if there is no intersection.

Under the guidance of Designer Guo, Song Tang had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the headquarters of Fu's consortium.When she went all the way to the top floor and came outside Fu Jingchen's office, she just met Shen Ming who was about to leave.

Before Song Tang opened his mouth, Shen Ming hurriedly said: "Miss Song, you go over and deliver the documents by yourself, I still have an urgent matter to deal with."

Song Tang nodded, she was so busy, she was too embarrassed to burden Shen Ming any more, but when she walked slowly past the secretarial department, she couldn't help but glance inside.

It is said that the secretarial departments of large companies are all teams of beautiful women, but to Song Tang's surprise, there are indeed one or two beauties, but more of them are men.

None of them are chatting or making small movements, but they are all very serious about their work.

The appearance of Song Tang also attracted the attention of the people inside, but after they saw that it was Song Tang, they all bowed their heads to work again, as if ignoring Song Tang.

This feeling of being ignored made Song Tang feel weird, but she still found Fu Jingchen's office along the sign hanging at the door.

"What do you write in these reports? Who can understand? I have said many times that the organization must be clear, so that people can understand it at a glance and improve work efficiency. Also, you are so embarrassed to take these reports. Come in front of me, you want to slap me hard in the face, right?"

Standing at the door, Song Tang heard Fu Jingchen's roar coming from inside, followed by the sound of paper scattering.

Indeed, Fu Jingchen is very angry now. He directly throws the reports and reports on the table on the ground.

Several executives stood at their desks and did not dare to say anything, and continued to listen to Fu Jingchen's reprimand.

"I never thought that this kind of black-box operation would happen under my hands. Tell me, what is the purpose of this deceitful behavior?"

"Master Fu, we...we only do it for sales performance, and other companies do it too. It's an unspoken rule in private, and we just..."

Someone opened their mouths trying to justify their actions.

He didn't want to do this, but made Fu Jingchen even more angry. He scolded on the spot: "hidden rules? Why don't I know that Fu's consortium also has so-called hidden rules. Are you or I? "

"Master Fu, we are also doing it for the good of the company. We know we are wrong about this matter, but we still got No.1 for the company in this month's market research, so..."

"So what? So I should thank you for this shameless behavior? Asking Fu's employees to buy their own things is not helping Fu, it is discrediting the company. Our products are really bad. Is this the point? Need to rely on such false means to create sales data? Huh?"

"Master Fu, we know we were wrong, and we will never do this again." The senior officials immediately apologized.

Fu Jingchen stood up and said with a stern face: "Dare to have a next time, let me say it for the last time, if you don't want to have poor performance, just work harder for me, and if I find out that you force your employees to buy Fu's products, you don't have to Stay here. Get out!"

Song Tang saw the situation inside from the half-open door. Those executives who seemed to be elites usually held their heads up so high, but now they were scolded bloody one by one. It makes no difference.

Just a few words, Song and Tang have already understood the reason for Fu Jingchen's anger.

In fact, Fu Jingchen is right in scolding, and what these executives said is indeed common.

Other companies will take this kind of measures to force employees to buy their own company's products in order to meet sales targets.

Most of these things will get the tacit approval of the boss, but Fu Jingchen is more different. Not only is he not ashamed of the behavior of the executives, but he even loses his temper for it.

Seeing that Fu Jingchen was still angry, Song Tang was afraid that he would be hurt by Chiyu when he went in, so he was going to turn around and leave quietly.

But Fu Jingchen saw her just at this time, so he waved to the executives and said, "this time, take it as a lesson. Go back and announce it. Recall the products that forced employees to buy and refund their money."

"Yes, Master Fu, but what about those employees who are willing to buy products? Let them return the products..."

"Do you still need me to teach you this kind of thing? You can figure it out yourself."

"Yes Yes."

"Go out, I want to see the result within two days. If you mess up again, you just wait to pack up and leave."

These executives all know that Fu Jingchen is angry, and the best way to deal with it is to be silent and obedient.

Song Tang was also going to go with these executives, but was stopped by Fu Jingchen.

"Song Tang, come in!"

Song Tang was called and paused before turning around and entering Fu Jingchen's office nervously.

Fu Jingchen had already sat back in his seat. He was flipping through a document in his hand at this time. When Song Tang didn't come over for a long time, he frowned and looked up, "Give me the document."

There was suppressed anger in the voice.

"Yes, Master Fu."

Looking at Fu Jingchen's cold expression, Song Tang was actually a little nervous.

I think of my brother's warning, everyone's evaluation of Fu Jingchen, and what she saw just now.

Song Tang was a little scared. It turned out that Fu Jingchen had never really quarreled with her before, otherwise she must not be an opponent.

Fu Jingchen saw that Song and Tang handed over the documents across the desk, and immediately said, "come here and stand beside me."

Song Tang was taken aback, subconsciously vigilant, thinking what he was going to do.

Fu Jingchen said: "what are you so nervous about? I can't eat you. This spring new clothes presentation is very important to the Fu's consortium. Come here, and I will tell you the shortcomings in detail, and I will bring these opinions to those Designers, we can better improve the whole project.”

"Yes!"

Song Tang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately went to Fu Jingchen's side.

Song and Tang haven't met Fu Jingchen again in the past two days. Now they are very close because of their work, which makes Song and Tang a little uncomfortable.

But Fu Jingchen didn't have this idea at all. He looked through each design drawing carefully. In addition to the shallow breathing of two people in the whole office, there was the sound of paper turning.

Maybe Fu Jingchen took it too seriously, so that Song and Tang were no longer as nervous as they were at the beginning.

She thought that Fu Jingchen, who was still angry, would continue to find her to vent his anger, but he didn't.Not only does he speak in a calm tone, but he is also more focused than others at work.

Unconsciously, Song Tang shifted his eyes from those design drawings to Fu Jingchen's side face.

Being so close, she could clearly smell a nice fragrance.

I heard that some men, like women, use a special body fragrance, which can always tease the senses of the opposite sex.

Song and Tang didn't think so, but Fu Jingchen did have a smell that would make people intoxicated.

"Well……"

A muffled hum escaped from Fu Jingchen's throat.

The sudden voice startled Song Tang, and then she saw that Fu Jingchen's face suddenly became pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Obviously, it was definitely not hot.

"Master Fu, what's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Putting one hand on the edge of the table, Fu Jingchen shook his head and said, "it's okay, I'm just a little dizzy. It's an old problem. When I'm angry, I'm prone to hypoglycemia. Just eat something. I have chocolate here. "

As he spoke, he opened the drawer of the desk, wanting to get some spare food to eat.

But the drawer was empty, except for a chocolate packaging bag that hadn't been thrown away yet.

When Song Tang saw this situation, he was embarrassed to pretend not to see it, and said, "Then wait a minute, I'll go and buy you something to eat right now."

The moment Song Tang turned around, Fu Jingchen reached out and grabbed her wrist: "no, I'll buy it myself."

Song Tang wanted to say something, but Fu Jingchen had already stood up. His condition was not very good. When he stood up, he would feel dizzy and his face became paler.

Seeing him like this, Song Tang didn't care so much, and took the initiative to reach out to support Fu Jingchen.

When he felt the warmth from his side, he turned his head and glanced at Song Tang.

"It's easy to faint when you go out like this. I'll go shopping with you."

Song Tang didn't look at Fu Jingchen, but helped him go out.

The corners of Fu Jingchen's lips raised, and he seemed to feel that his body was not so uncomfortable.

"No need, I'll just go by myself. If I can't bear this discomfort, I might as well stop being the president."

"It's not a question of identity, is it? If you don't want me to follow, I'll call your secretary over."

"Don't! It's ruining my image for people to see me like this. Otherwise, you can go to have a meal with me. There is an emergency meeting in the morning. I came to the company in a hurry. I haven't had breakfast yet." Fu Jingchen suggested.

Song Tang hesitated when she heard it. She had made a decision to keep a distance from Fu Jingchen. Now if she wanted to accompany him to dinner again, it would not be a good thing.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to go to the staff canteen, which is on the third floor."

Song Tang felt a sense of embarrassment that the other party had seen through her mind. In order to cover up the embarrassment, she said, "Okay then, I will accompany you to dinner."

Fu Jingchen resolutely refused to let Song Tang help him. Looking at his tall and stubborn back, Song Tang couldn't help but think of Nan Bao. These two people are indeed father and son, and sometimes they even have similar tempers.

After waiting for the elevator, Fu Jingchen kept standing inside with his eyes closed until the elevator reached the third floor.

It was already working hours at this time, so there was no one in Fu's staff restaurant except the staff.

Fu's staff restaurant is very good. Not only is the environment clean and tidy, but there are also private rooms.

Fu Jingchen went directly to the private room, and Song Tang ran to the window to order food, and directly reported the names of several dishes to the chef inside, all of which were nourishing blood and nourishing Qi.

"Master, please make it lighter later, it must be less oily and less salty, please."

Fu Jingchen was standing at the door of the private room, the door was slightly open, and he listened to all the heart-warming words of Song and Tang.

The smile on his face increased again.

When Song Tang came back, he immediately returned to his seat as if nothing had happened.

"I brought you a cup of hot soybean milk, you should drink it first, it should feel better."

Song Tang put a cup of soy milk in front of Fu Jingchen.

Fu Jingchen didn't drink, but stared at Song Tang with burning eyes, which made her very uncomfortable.

"Drink it quickly, or it will be cold."

"I'm glad to see you care so much about me. At least it proves that you don't really hate me that much."

What Fu Jingchen said was sincere, which made Song and Tang even more uncomfortable.

"You're welcome, whether it's between leaders or colleagues, it's the right thing to do."

"Is there really no other meaning?" Fu Jingchen still asked.

She didn't answer, and Fu Jingchen didn't say anything else. He directly picked up the cup and drank soy milk. This was Song Tang's wish. How could he waste it.

When Song and Tang looked outside the private room from time to time, Fu Jingchen took the opportunity to look at her secretly.

At this moment, he really hoped that time would pass slowly, so that he could look at her a few more times.

It's a pity that hope is always easy to fail. Watching the chef deliver the food quickly, Fu Jingchen complained for the first time that the chef in the staff restaurant was too sloppy.

A meal was very quiet, Song Tang didn't want to talk, but Fu Jingchen was full of thoughts, but he was looking at Song Tang more often.

However, at this moment, Song Tang's mobile phone on the table rang. Fu Jingchen just glanced at it, and suddenly felt bad, because the call was from Lu Qingyu.

Song Tang looked at Fu Jingchen, then got up and said, "Master Fu, I'll go outside to answer the phone."

Seeing Song Tang go out, Fu Jingchen was no longer in the mood to eat.

The world of two people who thought it was rare not to be disturbed was destroyed by Lu Qingyu's phone call, especially Song Tang's soft voice was heard from outside.

He really couldn't bear to listen to it, and he strode away without even saying hello to Song Tang.

When Song Tang returned to the private room after making the phone call, Fu Jingchen was no longer there.

Thinking of Fu Jingchen's situation, Song Tang was still a little worried, so he went downstairs to the convenience store outside, bought the same brand of chocolate as in Fu Jingchen's drawer, and took it directly to Fu Jingchen's office.

Seeing Song Tang coming in, Fu Jingchen said with a cold face: "I will look at the plan carefully, and then I will tell you the shortcomings. Go out if you have nothing to do. I'm very busy!"

Song Tang glanced at Fu Jingchen, and didn't understand why this man is more changeable than women. The speed of turning faces is really faster than turning over books.

She didn't say anything, just put the plastic bag on Fu Jingchen's desk, then turned and left.

When there was the sound of closing the door, Fu Jingchen dropped the documents in his hand irritably and knocked on the armrest of the chair with his fist.

But when his eyes fell on the plastic bag containing chocolates, he was stunned.

His eyes fell on the chocolate packaging box he had thrown in the trash can, and his irritated mood instantly improved.

It seems that Song and Tang didn't care about him, but just glanced at it and subconsciously remembered the brand of chocolate, and even deliberately bought the same style. If he didn't put his mind into it, how could he do it?
Song Tang returned to the design department, and was immediately "concerned" by a bunch of gossip colleagues. After learning that nothing happened, everyone was slightly disappointed.

Song Tang asked Designer Guo incomprehensibly: "Brother, why didn't I get scolded? You seem very disappointed. Do you really want me to be scolded?"

"It's unscientific. Normally, Master Fu is not so easy to talk to. Is it true that our project this time is too perfect?"

These words are not so much an answer to Song and Tang, as Designer Guo talking to himself.

Song Tang didn't speak. She didn't know whether she should tell her brother. In fact, Fu Jingchen hadn't finished reading the project when she came back.

But soon Song Tang's phone rang, and she saw that it was Fu Jingchen's, and she called her mobile phone directly before using the landline.

(End of this chapter)