We seems to have met in our dream

top floor.

When Chen Ze knocked on the door and went in, Li Beichen was making an overseas phone call and communicating cooperation in fluent German. Hearing the sound of opening the door, Li Beichen looked up and swept at will. However, when he saw the umbrella in Chen Ze's hand, his eyes stopped, raised his eyebrows in surprise and soon ended the call.

"Has she been here?"

"Just downstairs, Miss Mu came to the seminar on aochuang advertising." Chen Ze put his umbrella on the edge of Li Beichen's table, stepped back and continued to add, "she just wanted to come up, and I stopped."

"Advertising seminar?" Li Beichen threw his umbrella back into the drawer and came out lazily with a smile in his corner. "Can she understand?"

"I don't understand. Miss Mu is always sleepy." sure enough, Li Shao knows her best!

Chen Ze paused for a second, thought about it, reported truthfully, and added the details: "but she doesn't look very good. It seems that she didn't sleep well at night, and her face is a little bad. I watched it for a long time during the meeting..."

Someone's finger flipped through the document.

"One more thing." Chen Ze frowned and continued to infer, "I think Miss Mu has begun to wonder about SL's president's name. Just when she spoke to me, I always had a hunch when I looked at her expression..."

"She can't find it." Li Beichen interrupted him with a lazy and determined voice, which he had already arranged.

Just——

He looked up at Chen Ze with a trace of inexplicable jealousy: "it's you. Don't keep staring at her."

You know, such contacts as "I saw her for a long time during the meeting" and "just when I talked to her" are things Li Beichen can't do now! Chen Ze said it easily, but his heart was very unbalanced.

So he opened his mouth with a gentle tone and a euphemistic and clear warning.

"Ah? No... no stare." Chen Ze retorted, his scalp Numb: Heaven and earth conscience, how dare he think of Li Shao? However, I heard that six years ago

"Bring her a cup of milk tea later. She likes sweet and greasy things." when he was thinking, Li Beichen's instructions had been lost. He bowed his head and signed and explained, "if she wants to sleep, let her sleep. Don't worry about her."

"Good!" how dare he care?

Chen Ze nodded and promised one by one. Seeing that Li Beichen was busy, he cautiously asked for instructions: "then I'll go down first?"

"Well." Li Beichen answered, finally closed the folder in his hand, and suddenly opened his mouth when Chen Ze came to the door, "I'll see her tonight."

Didn't you say you didn't sleep well?

Then go and see it tonight. It's almost time

"Tonight?" Chen Ze turned in surprise.

"Yes, tonight," he said slightly, and Li Beichen repeated faintly. He got up and went to the French window. His tall body proudly overlooks the whole city. After a few seconds, he murmured thoughtfully, "I don't wait."

He set up a snare, but he would give her time to struggle before closing the net.

Because only those who struggle in the process will be obedient in the ending.

This is his habit——

The habit of being alone with her.

During the 30 minute half-time break, the three "professionals" in the conference room had a heated discussion. Xiaoqing, as a "non professional", could only play with his mobile phone silently. She has been searching for SL's information on the Internet, including brand scale, famous product inspiration

The Internet is rich in information, but there is no information about the founder.

The president of SL didn't have any interviews or photos about him... She couldn't even find his last name! It's the first time she's seen rich people keep such a low profile

"Hello!" driven by curiosity, Xiaoqing tried to ask his colleagues who were "busy" and "what's the name of the president of SL?"

"I insist on this propaganda idea... Xiaoqing, don't make a noise!" no one paid attention to her. They all scrambled to discuss within 30 minutes. "Chen tezhu also said just now that another set has serious loopholes."

Xiaoqing was hung aside and had to go back to his seat. Before he could sit down, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

"Chen tezhu!"

The discussion stopped suddenly. The colleagues nodded politely. Chen Ze smiled and nodded and walked in: "everyone sit down."

Having said that, Chen Ze himself walked more than half a circle, walked around Xiaoqing, and naturally put down the cup of warm milk tea.

Is this?

Xiaoqing was stunned, and the others were also creepy.

"While it's hot." only Chen Ze whispered an order as if nothing had happened, and then sat back in his position, "continue the meeting."

During the next meeting, Xiaoqing was sleepless. She sat with her eyes fixed on the cup of milk tea, but never dared to take a bite. At this time, there were only two problems in her mind——

Why did he give her a cup of milk tea?

Why did he only send her milk tea?

Too nervous, too embarrassed! Xiaoqing hardened his head and looked suspiciously at Chen Ze, but the latter didn't look again. He focused on discussing with the project manager until the project team was in a mess

Xiaoqing can only keep silent and pretend to be dead.

Finally, at the end of the meeting, Chen Ze closed his file folder and left with his team.

The project team also began to clean up the scattered plans. As a "make up" Xiaoqing, he had nothing to clean up at all. He could only pretend to straighten out the A4 paper on the desktop and get up. For that cup of cool milk tea, she was a little tangled: should she take it away or throw it away?

"Xiaoqing." just thinking, the project manager came over with a frown and asked directly, "do you know Chen tezhu?"

"It's... right." Xiaoqing replied embarrassed, "we..."

They are just nodding friends. He sent her a cell phone.

"That's good!" the project manager interrupted her and stretched most of her frown. "SL's requirements are too fine. The progress of the project is very difficult. You go and ask Chen tezhu for dinner and talk about personal feelings... The company will reimburse you."

Talk about personal feelings?

Xiaoqing was embarrassed: "but we don't actually have friends..." we don't even have friends. How can we be selfish?

"Then take advantage of his favor for you and go through the back door!" the project manager made a decision, looked like someone who came over, and gave a straightforward order, "if you ask him, he will come out! Anyone with a clear eye can see it!"

Why don't you just take care of Xiaoqing?

"But..."

"No, but! That's it!"

Back to the company, it's close to the point of getting off work.

Xiaoqing looks depressed and waits for the elevator. Her toes scratch around the marble floor: how do you want her to ask Chen Ze? She doesn't even have his phone number! What about an appointment? She doesn't understand advertising. There's nothing to talk about!