"You asked Shang Qingdai to join Hongcheng's project."
After leaving a few words, He Shaozhou left.
Xu An was dumbfounded at first, and then he excitedly gave him a high five when he understood.
Hongcheng is the largest project that HD has been responsible for recently. He Shaozhou is the first person in charge and has been following up on the project. Shang Qingdai joining this project means that she can see her boss more often!
Qingdai stood in front of the elevator and looked at the message sent by Xu An. She raised her eyebrows and smiled. She noticed someone coming next to her. She put away her phone and said politely: "Hello, Mr. He."
He Shaozhou looked at Qingdai who was standing far away from him, stepped into the elevator, and found Qingdai stunned on the spot, and said impatiently: "Why don't you come in?"
"Don't you take your own private elevator?"
Qingdai pinched her fingers and didn't dare to step forward.
"Am I that precious?" He Shaozhou leaned forward, pressing the elevator button with one hand, staring at her quietly with his calm eyes, "I won't say it a second time."
Qingdai took a breath and stood next to He Shaozhou, looking at him secretly from time to time.
Naturally, He Shaozhou had noticed the sight a long time ago. He stared at the jumping numbers in the elevator and suddenly said: "The barrister is so timid that he doesn't dare to say anything?"
Mao Zi grabbed his own hair and transformed into a screaming chicken: It's not easy, the hero will take the initiative to joke with you! Great progress!
Qingdai recalled the text message Xu An sent just now and explained to Mao Zi: He has figured it out. I guess he was thinking that since he couldn't hide, he might as well face me openly.
Qingdai guessed correctly.
After all, if He Shaozhou meets Shang Qingdai now, he may not lose.
As she was about to reach her floor, Qingdai's ears turned red. She rushed out of the elevator with a rush of energy: "I'm sorry. But I'm very happy to see you again."
The two words without beginning or end made He Shaozhou freeze instantly. The second the elevator was about to close, a slender and strong finger pressed down on the elevator door.
"Shang Qingdai, I have not forgiven you."
Some long-suppressed feelings seemed to have opened the gate with a word, and the impact made the factors in his blood tremble faintly. He Shaozhou exhaled heavily, and most of the irritability and pain that had been lingering in his heart since the reunion suddenly dissipated.
Qingdai's eyes widened, and she turned around and saw He Shaozhou leaning against the wall in the elevator that was about to close. His eyes rarely showed the arrogance of the young He Shaozhou, mixed with a faint smile.
He's actually smiling?
"Hey! You promised to come to my football match, why don't you come! I haven't forgiven you, unless...unless you can't miss the next game! The same will happen next time! I'll punish you by watching my football matches for the rest of your life!"
The young man He Shaozhou and the young man He Shaozhou overlapped vaguely. Qing Dai blinked her eyes, and the curvature of her lips became wider and wider.
Sure enough, it was still him.
Arrogant and easy to coax.
"Ding - the task completion progress is 30%"
The beep finally sounded, and Qingdai raised her eyebrows. Sure enough, she pressed the right button.
If He Shaozhou was not allowed to take that step on his own initiative, it would be useless no matter how close she got to teasing him.
Maozi: Qingdai is awesome! It's not easy to get someone with such a tough talk and high self-esteem to take the initiative.
Qingdai raised a finger to her lips, winked at it and smiled: Love is omnipotent.
Mao Zi covered his non-existent heart, this woman was really good at flirting.
Hongcheng is the largest catering company in City A, with many offline catering chain stores under its name. On the first day that He Shaozhou instructed Qingdai to join the project, she received the task of conducting an on-site inspection.
Qingdai stood at the door of the company wearing black stiletto heels and holding a handful of documents.
The black Cayenne TUrbO GT stopped in front of her. The window slowly lowered, revealing a face with three-dimensional features and deep brows.
He Shaozhou glanced at his watch and said, "I'm going too this time. Come up, we don't have much time."
Qingdai didn't intend to be pretentious and responded, but hesitated when opening the passenger or back seat.
He Shaozhou saw her hesitation and spoke at the right time, coldly and calmly: "Sit in the back and I'll be your driver."
Qingdai: "..."
Mao Zi: He is mocking you, he is definitely mocking you!
The smile he showed that day seemed to be just Qingdai's hallucination. Today, he is still the cold and unhuman Mr. He.
Qingdai immediately opened the passenger door and got in: "Thank you, Mr. He. Sorry, Mr. He."
The warm spring sun shone through the car window and reflected on Qingdai's face. Her delicate skin made her look like white porcelain. She squinted slightly and felt the sunshine on her face comfortably.
He Shaozhou glanced at it and tightened his grip on the steering wheel. The soothing music in the car drowned out his violent heartbeat. He moved his mouth, but finally chose to remain silent.
He wanted to ask too many questions. He wanted to ask her why she returned to China, why she chose HD, and who she regretted in the interview.
I want to ask, does she still have him in her heart?
Because my mind was too messy, after I made up my mind to sort out this past, I didn't know what to do.
"City A has changed a lot."
Qingdai didn't know when she opened her eyes, and she leaned against the car window and looked at the tall buildings outside the glass. She sighed leisurely, as if she was nostalgic but also lost: "I'm back. It's like a dream."
"I thought you had no memories of this place."
That's why I was able to take such a decisive step in the first place.
Upon hearing this, Qingdai slowly straightened up, stared at He Shaozhou's stern side face, and smiled to herself, "I thought so too."
"I thought I could leave everything behind," she turned her head and continued to stare out the window: "Obviously, I failed."
The traffic light ahead just jumped to red. He Shaozhou suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the veins in his hands holding the steering wheel became prominent: "Shang Qingdai! That's enough!"
He Shaozhou wanted to ask, but if Qingdai really wanted to say something, He Shaozhou didn't want to hear it.
The feeling of being picked up high and then dropped hard was too painful. It hurt so much that he didn't dare try it a second time.
