Delicate Wife Is too Attractive

She couldn't help joking around. Although she thought Rong Shu was very frivolous, he didn't really hurt the girl from beginning to end, which made her relax her vigilance a little.

"Are you jealous? Then I'll only be good to you in the future? " When Rong Shu spoke, he directly approached Xia Qingli, but she quickly avoided them, keeping a safe distance between them.

Xia Qingli had a faint smile on her face from beginning to end, "I'd better stay away from you as far as possible, otherwise I'll make too many enemies. Maybe I'll be reported in the company at some time."

Not only in the company, but not necessarily when you go out, you will meet a group of women, stop her in the corner and accuse her of Rong Shu's girlfriend.

It was a nightmare.

Xia Qingli quickly shook his head and threw away all his thoughts. Only then did he squint his eyes and look at Rongshu.

"It's not big brother. Can you let me go next time?"

Unexpectedly, Rong Shu looked calm and quickly shook his head: "how is this possible? You are my cousin. That's my cousin. My cousin is used to block the knife. "

A frivolous word reached her ears. Xia Qingli accelerated her steps, turned and left, and disappeared in the vast night.

At this time, Leng's group and Zhao Jiayuan walked anxiously in the company corridor. Now it's noon. Who knows that the president's office didn't open the door.

She was so angry that she knew Leng Ao was not a business material. Unexpectedly, she went out to spend money and drink regardless of the company.

Looking at the performance shown in the report in her hand declining day by day, she couldn't help pacing back and forth in situ and missed her appearance when she worked in Lu group more and more.

I don't know how long it took Qin youyou to come from the staircase and look up at Zhao Jiayuan standing at the cold and arrogant door, narrowing her eyes, "what are you doing?"

"Of course, wait for the president to report to him. The performance of our company has declined sharply in the past two months. If we can't push out new design works, it is estimated that the company will go bankrupt."

In a simple sentence, Qin youyou was stunned. She has been designing manuscripts with the design department, but the working ability of the staff here is limited. In addition, almost all of them are novices and no one has come to give advice, so no new manuscripts have been launched in the past two months.

She is extremely anxious. Now, after hearing what Zhao Jiayuan said, her eyes are burning with anger. She gropes for her mobile phone directly from her bag and calls lengao.

"I know he said he would come to the company at eight this morning. Where did he go?" She was full of resentment. Unexpectedly, the company had been stagnant for so long, and he was still in the mood to socialize.

Until 15 seconds later, Leng Ao slowly connected the phone, and his voice was particularly calm: "what is it?"

After listening to this sentence, Qin youyou was so angry that his eyes were puffing fire, and his hands were shaking tightly holding the mobile phone: "where the hell have you been? Do you know that the current company is almost over? "

"With the Qin family, how can the company be finished?" Lengao said this sentence faintly. His voice and his tone can be felt across the electromagnetic wave.

Qin youyou only felt a depression blocking his chest. He couldn't stand every word he said now. He staggered back half a step until he held the wall.

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting. With you in the Qin family, how can you ignore the company? Don't think so much, or do something you like while you're young." Leng Leng finishes this sentence and Leng Ao hangs up directly.

Qin youyou's heart sank, but she remembered that the coldness and arrogance she began to know was not like this.

"What exactly does that mean?"

Her face was gray. Originally, she was not optimistic about her father's coldness and arrogance. She repeatedly spoiled her father to maintain their feelings. Who knows that he left the company for so many days and went out to spend time and drink.

Even when I just called, I could hear the sound of the collision of wine glasses over there, like a heavy hammer, hitting her hard.

Of course, Zhao Jiayuan can clearly feel Qin youyou's anger at this time. You know, she came to Leng's group, but she wants to fight a beautiful turnaround so that the employees of Lu's group can look up to her.

Who knows, now he's doing nothing. On the contrary, he can't pay his wages for many times, which makes Zhao Jiayuan collapse.

"Vice president, what should we do now?"

"Not much. I'll see when he can spend all his time." Qin youyou takes a gamble and quickly returns to the office with thin high heels.

Zhao Jiayuan rolled her eyes and snorted coldly, "if you hadn't been from the Qin family, you would have been kicked out by lengao. When would it be your turn to show off here?"

Back in the office, Qin youyou threw his bag on the desk, angrily picked up a paper cup, poured a glass of cold water and drank it up.

When he calmed down a little, he took out the white A4 paper directly from the drawer and prepared to deal with a new batch of manuscripts.

Her mood became more and more broken, and she had been trying to suppress her anger.

Qin youyou didn't struggle to like coldness and arrogance, but every time he saw his handsome face appear in front of him, he smiled slightly, and all the vigilance disappeared in an instant.

At this time, the office door rang, Zhao Jiayuan slowly pushed the door and came in, looking at Qin youyou with a smile.

"Vice president, I think it's really late to prepare the manuscript now. It's better to go directly..." she slightly raised her eyebrows. You know, she hasn't suffered any loss since she succeeded last time, which exacerbated Zhao Jiayuan's thoughts.

Qin youyou looked cold. He looked back at her and shook his head slowly.

But she still remembers Xia Qingli's appearance in front of her. Although she always warned herself that she was pretending, she was still uncomfortable.

For several days in a row, Xia Qingli handled things easily in the company. Although Wen Yaya didn't contact her, she handed in the manuscript on time every day, which didn't embarrass her.

Until that day, Wen Yaya had not handed in the manuscript for two days. Xia Qingli wanted to see her and took a taxi to the community.

When she opened the door, she saw Wen Yaya standing in place with a broken flower suspender Pajama on her face. She raised her lips and stuffed the cake she had just bought into her arms with satisfaction: "this is a small gift for you and Zishu. How's the manuscript written recently?"