Lucky One becomes Unlucky

Feng Heng doesn't know how he got back to the company. He only knows that Qian Zhaozhao is very angry and sends her to his home. He arranges a bodyguard to look at her. Then he can rest assured.

Take out the customer's gift of Raffi, pour a few cups and drink.

Ji Dong heard that Feng Heng came back and went in with a dogleg face: "boss, what's the matter?"

Feng Heng raised his head, looking at Ji Dong's eyes.

"Come here." He hooked him.

Ji Dong has been following Feng Heng for a long time. He can see his unhappiness at a glance and shakes his head: "no, no, you can say it here."

“3，2……”

Ji Dong hurriedly went to Feng Heng's side: "boss, please order."

"You seem to be too busy lately." Feng Heng light way.

"I'm going to deal with this month's copywriting plan right away." Ji Dong said.

Feng Heng slapped him on the shoulder and said, "I'll do it together next month. I'll see it tomorrow."

"Ah?" Ji Dong looked at him with a confused face.

"Next month's, too." Seal the cold channel.

Ji Dong has a bitter face: "yes."

What bad luck did he have? He was a peacemaker, and he was exploited. He was an evil capitalist.

In the evening, Yuese bar.

Min Xuan sees that the boss is coming again. He is very hard in his heart.

"Boss, don't you mean one month? If you don't go back to cultivate your feelings, do you want your daughter-in-law to come to you on her own initiative? "

Feng Heng sat down and picked up the most expensive drink: "she knew what happened before."

"Isn't that good? Are you back together? I really want to hear my sister-in-law singing... "

Min Xuan words did not finish, feel Feng Heng body pressure down, quickly change the topic: "what's the matter?"

Feng Heng told him what happened to Qian Zhaozhao today.

After hearing this, min Xuan immediately said, "it's a good thing. Do you know that when a woman changes from being indifferent to you to making trouble without reason, it proves that she is not far away from forgiving you."

Feng Heng listened to his words and his eyes brightened: "really?"

"Of course, I talked about hundreds of love training out, you know, a woman to you unreasonable, is love you proof." The return of Min Xuanyi's righteous words.

Feng Heng's gloomy face suddenly improved a lot, and then he stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"Go home."

"You pay the bill. You owe eighty-eight thousand. I remember all that." Min Xuan is busy.

Feng Heng ignored him and drove straight back to the flower shop next to him. He stopped the car.

Take out the credit card and pass it to the clerk: "pack all the flowers in your shop, and give me a piece of paper and pen."

After hearing this, the clerk quickly took a pen and paper to Feng Heng, who wrote down the address of Qian Zhaozhao's company and her phone number: "send it to this place."

At this time, Qian Zhaozhao should still work overtime in the company. These days, in order to avoid herself, she is in the company.

"OK, what message do you need to write?" It's the first time the shop assistant has received such a big business. He's very happy.

After listening, Feng Heng thought about it, then asked the clerk to come over and whispered a few words to him.

"All right, I'll make sure you're satisfied."

……

Qian Zhaozhao in the company is busy with new game planning, there are some colleagues in the company working overtime, saw a car full of flowers come.

A few employees get off with a big bunch of flowers, and the employees of the company look at them: "is there any activity in our company?"

"I don't know!"

"Where is Miss Qian, please?" Then the employee asked the front desk.

The front desk heard that it was change Zhaozhao: "do you have an appointment?"

"This is a flower ordered by a gentleman for Miss Qian. We are here to send flowers." The voice of the staff is not big or small.

The colleagues who are still working overtime in the company are staring at each other.

"Was our general manager chased by the local tyrant?"

"So many flowers?"

"My God, I envy you. The local tyrant is a local tyrant."

Qian Zhaozhao received a phone call from the front desk. He was a little strange. When he came out, he saw several people holding large bunches of flowers.

"Miss Qian? We are sending flowers for Mr. Feng. Where can we put them? He said that he valued you and didn't care about you... "

Feng Heng said that he didn't say the last rare thing about you.

What he said at that time was: "tell her that I attach great importance to being with her, that she is very important in my heart, and that the past is my fault. I hope she will forgive me."

The shop assistant's memory was poor, but Feng Heng said it again and drove away.

There was a burst of applause in the office. Qian Zhaozhao's face was hot.

Rare?

When did Feng Heng learn to use such words.

"It's worthy of being a local tyrant. This way of advertising is like asking ivy to think too much." Some employees said with a smile.

Qian Zhaozhao put away his surprised look, and then said to several shop assistants, "please pack these bouquets separately and give them to colleagues here."

"Wow, money is great!"

These flowers are for colleagues who work overtime, and each person can get at least more than 100 flowers.

Su Yichen also got a bunch of flowers, looking at the bouquet some at a loss.

"Mr. Qian, you can leave this bundle by yourself. At least it was sent by Mr. Feng." Su Yichen knows the subtle relationship between Feng Heng and Qian Zhaozhao.

Qian Zhaozhao shook his head: "you send your girlfriend."

"I don't have a girlfriend." Su Yichen is embarrassed.

"Then you can give it to the person you like." Qian Zhaozhao can't concentrate any more at the moment. When he thinks of what Feng Heng asked the shop assistant to say, he is very rare. His heart beats very fast, and some can't control himself.

"I don't have anyone I like yet." Su Yichen is more embarrassed.

Qian Zhaozhao raised his head: "sorry, assistant Su, working overtime every day affects your communication. Let's get off work!"

After all, Su Yichen took the flowers by himself. With a sigh, he went home and put them in a vase. Then he rolled a cat: "do I have little communication? Grey ink. "

Orange cat gave him a cold look and jumped away

Seal your home.

When Qian Zhaozhao came home late, he found that someone was still sitting on the sofa in the hall processing documents, so he walked by quietly.

"Have you eaten yet?" Feng Heng suddenly opened his mouth.

"In the company." Qian Zhaozhao answered and went upstairs.

Feng Heng looked up at her: "there is nothing else to say?"

Qian Zhaozhao froze: "I received the flowers."

Feng Heng closed the pen with one hand: "did you receive the message?"

Qian Zhaozhao blushed: "I think it's better for you to say something to me yourself."

With that, she went upstairs in a hurry, her heart beating wildly.

Although I feel that what Feng Heng did today is very old-fashioned, and the message is also very old-fashioned, it somehow pokes into her heart and makes her put down her guard against him again.

Maybe women just want to hear men say what they like. After all, the deep love in their heart also needs to be expressed.

Feng Heng listens to her so say, eyebrow eye curved.

The next day, Qian Zhaozhao felt that Feng Heng had misunderstood what he meant, and that he was the flower of a shop

On the third day, so

The fourth day, so