Picked up the phone to see the caller ID, and then turned his back to ran Ruoyu, Lu Dingcheng picked up the phone.

Ran Ruoyu was thirsty, so she drank a bowl of soup first.

After she finished a bowl of soup, Lu Dingcheng came back.

"Who is it?" Ran Ruoyu asked casually.

After sitting down, Lu Dingcheng returned to her: "it's Wang Cong."

That is to say, it's about work.

Ran Ruo said, "Oh," but he didn't ask again.

Lu Dingcheng gives ran Ruoyu a chopstick dish. Ran Ruoyu looks up and thanks him.

There was a flash of complexity in his eyes, and Lu Dingcheng was a little uneasy.

In fact, the phone call just now was from my little aunt. She said that if she had any accident, let him take care of Lu Jiaming.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he was.

Looking at Lu Dingcheng in a daze, ran Ruoyu asked: "Dingcheng, what are you thinking?"

Hearing ran Ruoyu's voice, Lu Dingcheng came back to himself and said with a smile, "nothing."

It's probably about work.

Ran Ruoyu thought about it and said, "I'm fine in Dingcheng. You can go to the company after dinner."

She can't delay the work of Dingcheng.

She can't help Dingcheng. She's in a bad mood. She can't take off any more.

Lu Dingcheng nodded.

He does have a lot to do.

After dinner, Lu Dingcheng took the documents and left home.

Ran Ruoyu was afraid that her illness would affect Yuexi, so she wore a mask to return the baby.

Yuexi, nearly four months old, has gained a lot of weight. Ran Ruoyu holds her, but her hands are a little sour.

lovely.

As long as Yuexi can grow up happily, she will be happy as a mother.

——

Lu Dingcheng, who left home, went to the company and photographed Wang Cong to Kyoto.

There must be no ambiguity about my little aunt.

All kinds of things are not smooth, so that Lu Dingcheng's whole atmosphere is cold.

In addition to Wang Cong's absence, everyone in the Secretary office is afraid to enter the president's office.

But when something happens, someone has to say it.

"Mr. Lu, here is a document for you to sign."

Lu Dingcheng reached for the document, looked at the contents above, and signed his name where he needed to sign.

When handing over the documents, Lu Dingcheng found that the girl's hands were shaking.

He couldn't help asking curiously, "am I so terrible?"

Think of what Ruoyu said this morning.

"No, Mr. Lu is not terrible at all."

Seeing that other girls are scared and still have to smile at him, Lu Dingcheng can't bear to hold on to this problem.

After the girl left the office, Lu Dingcheng got up and went to the window.

He's still thinking about the problem.

Is he that terrible?

He came over and took his cell phone and dialed Yang Minglei.

The phone was soon connected. I could hear that Yang Minglei was very noisy.

"Mr. Lu, what's the matter?" Yang Minglei went to one side and asked.

Lu Dingcheng cleared his throat and asked, "if you tell me the truth, do I look fierce?"

After receiving a phone call from Lu Dingcheng, Yang Minglei thinks something big has happened. When he hears the first sentence from Lu Dingcheng, Yang Minglei thinks it's not good. When he hears the last sentence, he can't help laughing.

"Ha ha..."

"Is that funny?" Lu Dingcheng was puzzled.

He thinks of himself as a kind boss.

"Dingcheng, this question is not only funny, but ridiculous. If you ask this question, it's like King Yan asking the kid below me if I'm fierce. It's a truth."

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