Lucky One becomes Unlucky

Feng Heng looked at her: "you stay here, I'm more at ease."

Qian Zhaozhao clenched his hand: "but I don't trust you. Let me go with you."

She heard from people in the company that the person in charge of East China was arrogant. Sometimes the people in the headquarters used to go there, and they treated each other coldly.

Now Feng Heng is going to take back the power. How can they agree with each other?

Feng Heng looked at Qian Zhaozhao's firm eyes and nodded: "good."

Qian Zhaozhao smiles and hugs him.

Ji Dong came to find Feng Heng. Seeing this scene, he coughed twice.

Qian Zhaozhao immediately let go, a little embarrassed.

"Everything is packed. Shall we go now?" Ji Dong asked.

"You don't have to follow. I'll take her." Feng Heng said.

"Ah?" Ji Dong looks at Qian Zhaozhao bitterly. If it goes on like this, his status will not be guaranteed.

Feng Heng leaves with Qian Zhaozhao, who is now his private secretary.

In the car, Qian Zhaozhao checks the document prepared by Ji Dong and sees an introduction, Feng Hai, who is now in charge of Huizhi East China.

In the photo on the copy, the man's eyes are sharp, but the round and shiny bald head is more eye-catching.

"Before I disposed of Sun Li and his subordinates, I thought he could be honest, but I didn't expect that he didn't last long." Feng Heng said.

"Shall we go alone?" Qian Zhaozhao looks at the driver in front of him. He doesn't look like a taxi driver.

Feng Heng said with a smile: "I went to inspect the branch, not to fight."

"But we always have to keep ourselves safe." Qian Zhaozhao looks at the person in the photo and feels a little grumpy.

"Sometimes two people are safer than many." Feng Heng understood what she thought, and then said.

Qian Zhaozhao nodded and said nothing more, resting on Feng Heng's shoulder.

Maserati was flying on the road. It snowed heavily in the sky. There were no cars on the road.

After a short rest, Qian opened the car window and looked at the snow outside.

"It's beautiful."

The car stopped near the airport. The driver got off and opened the door for them. Then he took them to the airport and left.

Feng Heng takes Qian Zhaozhao's briefcase.

"What's the matter?" Qian asked.

"How can I ask my wife to carry things?" Feng Heng held her hand. "Would you like something to eat?"

"No, I'm not hungry." Qian Zhaozhao shook his head and leaned on him happily.

In the crowd at the airport, a line of sight hit them. Then he lowered his hat and picked up his mobile phone to make a call.

"Boss, Feng Heng took a woman to the airport, as if to go to East China."

……

K city in East China.

Qian Zhaozhao and Feng Heng got off the plane. It was already seven o'clock in the evening.

The driver here had been waiting outside the airport for a long time. When he saw Feng Heng and Qian Zhaozhao, he immediately walked towards them.

"Mr. Feng, the hotel has been reserved."

"Well."

Two people get on the bus, to the hotel, the driver left first.

The driver prepared two rooms, but now Qian Zhaozhao came, so she directly lived in Feng Heng's room.

"Shall we go to the company tomorrow?" Qian asked.

"Well."

"What do I need to prepare now?" Qian opened his briefcase and prepared the materials.

Feng Heng stopped her: "you take a bath first."

Qian Zhaozhao looked up at him: "ah?"

She blushed: "no, we're from work, not on holiday."

Feng Heng looked at her shy appearance, could not help but raise the corners of her mouth, along with her words: "this does not affect the work, besides, I work so hard, you follow me, shouldn't you meet my physiological needs?"

Qian Zhaozhao's face is very hot. She really can't understand it. She's old husband and wife. Every time Feng Heng says something like this, she's still very shy.

Before, Qi Xiang and she said meat words, she can't go on, originally she is not like this.

"Well, I'll do it." Qian Zhaozhao took his nightgown and went to take a bath.

The sound of water came from the bathroom. Feng Heng took out the things in his briefcase by category, then took out his laptop and wrote down all the data temporarily.

When Qian Zhaozhao comes out, he has prepared most of the things.

"I've done it." Qian Zhaozhao walked towards him with some embarrassment.

Feng Heng waved to her and held her in his arms.

"You go, too." Qian Zhaozhao said.

"In such a hurry?"

"Where, where..."

Feng Heng picked her up and took her to another mandarin duck bath without waiting for her to reflect.

Qian Zhaozhao was so tired that he held him to sleep. He regretted coming.

She wanted to help, not sleep with him.

The next morning, she followed Feng Heng to the current store.

"Don't you mean to go to the company?"

"Before you go to the company, find out what's going on."

Like ordinary passers-by, they passed Huizhi's offline store and looked at the banner outside, which read: "Huizhi returned my technology and my hard-earned money."

Technology?

Such offline stores are only responsible for sales, and the basic technology is to repair mobile phones and computers? Is there anything high-tech?

Feng Heng and Qian Zhaozhao walked past, and they were very conspicuous.

Although Feng Heng changed into a simple black down jacket, his handsome face still attracted people's attention.

Seeing that many people were looking at him, Qian Zhaozhao simply took down the scarf around his neck and put it around him to cover his chin in spite of his opposition.

"For what?" Feng Heng frowned.

"Hide it." Qian Zhaozhao regretted that he didn't prepare several star masks like Mo feiran.

Oh, come on, if you really wear a star mask, it will be more eye-catching.

Qian Zhaozhao's scarf is gray, wearing in Feng Heng's body, also does not appear abrupt.

She simply put on the hat of Feng Heng's down jacket, and then put on the hat herself. Now they are like the art examinees here.

"I'll go and have a look." Feng Heng said.

"Wait, as a secretary, I'll go." Qian Zhaozhao stopped him.

After all, he is the president of Huizhi. There have been so many reports before. Don't be recognized at that time.

"Good." Feng Heng agrees.

Qian Zhaozhao just walked to the front of the store not far, at this time, two big men came out.

"What do you do? Do you want to buy a cell phone? " They said fiercely.

The service staff in the shop looked at Qian Zhaozhao apologetically, but they came up and said, "come in and have a look."

Qian Zhaozhao went in, and the two men also went in, just one meter away from her.

If it was another girl, she would have been scared away by them now.

"Brothers, are you waiters here?" Qian Zhaozhao deliberately talks.

After hearing this, they said, "yes, we are Huizhi's employees. We come here to seek justice."

When they said that, the waiters didn't dare to answer.