When they were far away, Ye Xiaonuo said to Ji He, "Ji He, can you not tell Fu Sili about this? The old lady doesn't mean any harm."
She knew that Ji He would most likely report to Fu Sili what she did every day.
But if Fu Sili knew about it, he would probably find trouble with the old woman.
However, based on this sentence alone, Ji He might not be able to agree to her.
Just when Ye Xiaonuo was racking her brains and trying to get Ji He to agree to her, Ji He's robot-like voice sounded: "Okay."
"...You agreed?"
"Well, Mr. Fu said, little madam, you can do whatever you want. Since you don't want me to tell Mr. Fu, then I will listen to you."
As soon as Ji He finished speaking, a breeze blew without warning.
The breeze blew by, blowing Ye Xiaonuo's hair, and her hair was flying in the sun.
Two seconds later, the breeze disappeared, and Ye Xiaonuo raised his hand to tuck the messy hair behind his ears again.
"Okay, I understand. Ji He, let's go back."
…
"Hello, does Ms. Fu Sichen work here?"
A man in work uniform stood at the front desk of F Group, holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms.
"Yes, who are you?"
The lady at the front desk raised a formulaic smile.
"I am the clerk of Jingluohua Flower Shop. These are the flowers ordered by one of our customers for Miss Fu Sichen."
The man handed the flowers to the front desk.
twenty minutes later
After Fu Sichen finished the meeting, he opened the office door and saw the extra items on his desk at a glance.
She walked to the table, looked at the bright purple lavender, and reached out to take out the card.
The card was blank except for a handwritten letter Y in the lower right corner.
Y?
Lavender?
Fu Sichen took another look, but couldn't tell anything. She put the card back into the bouquet, then carried the flowers to the trash can and threw them away without hesitation.
Lin Yuanzhou saw this scene as soon as he came in. He silently glanced at the flowers in the trash can, then walked to the desk and reported dutifully: "Vice President Chen, President Fu has already left for the suburbs. You don't have an appointment today. "
"Yes." Fu Sichen turned on the computer and said calmly: "Let's get started."
"yes."
Lin Yuanzhou stepped forward, saw the courseware that Fu Sichen had opened, and began to explain it to her.
After two hours of studying, Lin Yuanzhou immediately returned to his desk: "Vice President Chen, you have already achieved some success in learning Hong Kong. You don't need to rush so fast now."
He said this sincerely for Fu Sichen's good.
In order to keep up with the company quickly, Fu Sichen works until early in the morning almost every day. Not only that, she also takes time to learn Hong Kong every day.
This kind of life has been going on for nearly a month, and Lin Yuanzhou was afraid that if she continued like this, she would not be able to stand it.
"Well, I understand, go down."
Lin Yuanzhou glanced at Fu Sichen's beautiful face, nodded slightly, and then exited.
Since that day, a bouquet of flowers will appear on Fu Sichen's desk at noon every day.
These flowers are different every time, and the letter named Y is on the card of each bouquet of flowers.
Gradually, this matter spread in the company.
It was already half a month later when Fu Sili found out about this.
"Lin Yuanzhou, why didn't you report this?" The man's voice was cold.
Lin Yuanzhou raised his eyes carefully and looked at him.
Fu Sili was seen sitting leisurely on the leather sofa, with his left hand resting on the back of the sofa and his right hand playing with a silver lighter.
"Mr. Fu, Vice President Chen throws away the flowers every time, and I don't know who the sender is. There is only one name with the letter Y, not necessarily Qi Zhengwei, so..."
Lin Yuanzhou suddenly stopped talking.
Fu Sili didn't care whether the flowers were sent by Qi Zhengwei, or whether Fu Sichen threw them away or kept them. He cared that he didn't report to him truthfully.
"Say, why don't you say anything?"
Fu Sili said coldly.
The lighter was tossed around by him. He did not look at Lin Yuanzhou, but only stared at the lighter in his hand.
Lin Yuanzhou's heart was like a fire engine. He was on edge and he immediately whispered: "Mr. Fu, I was wrong."
He was Fu Sili's man and was sent to protect Fu Sichen. Therefore, he was derelict in his duty if he did not tell Fu Sili about this extremely unusual thing.
"Fu..."
"Jingle Bell........"
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Fu Sili caught the dropped lighter and slowly looked up at the intercom phone on his desk.
"go."
Lin Yuanzhou was ordered to stop asking for forgiveness. He walked to the desk in three steps and answered the phone.
"Pap, tap..."
The lighter was opened and closed by Fu Sili, closed and opened again.
The voice on the phone continued, and Lin Yuanzhou suddenly felt a chill on his back.
After hanging up the phone, he immediately turned around and bowed ninety degrees to Fu Sili: "Mr. Fu, the front desk said someone else sent flowers to Vice President Chen. Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I'll go check it out immediately."
Lin Yuanzhou broke out in a cold sweat. He did not expect that Fu Sili would notify the front desk immediately after learning about the incident.
The sound of patter disappeared. Fu Sili lazily raised his eyelids and looked at Lin Yuanzhou: "I won't do this next time."
"yes."
The office door is closed.
Fu Sili threw away the lighter in his hand, put one hand behind his head and lay down on the sofa.
He stared steadily at the ceiling of the office, the gloomy expression on his face gradually turning expressionless.
Five minutes later, he suddenly raised his hand and pulled off the tie that seemed a little tight, and at the same time unbuttoned two shirt buttons with one hand.
The restraints disappeared, and Fu Sili breathed a subtle sigh of relief. After lying down for a while, he sat up and looked at the black mobile phone on the coffee table with a somewhat hesitant expression.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally picked up the phone.
The moment I picked up the phone, a text message prompt came into view.
Ji He: [Mr. Fu, the little lady is making a resume. 】
Fu Sili: [Well, tell me which house the young lady went to last. Tell me your name. 】
Ji He: [Received]
After closing the text message page, Fu Sili stood up and took the car keys out of the office door.
On the other side, in the mid-level villa, Ye Xiaonuo was sitting on a chair in the study room, holding a pen and writing his resume seriously.
After finishing writing, she asked Ji He to take her out.
On the most prosperous street in Hong Kong City, Ye Xiaonuo looked at the dazzling array of shops, selected a few shops that she thought were suitable, and began to submit resumes one by one.
By the time all twenty resumes were submitted, it was almost dark.
Ye Xiaonuo took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the sweat that had appeared on his face again.
The sides of her cheeks were very red at the moment, but her eyes were as bright as stars.
Ji He really didn't understand. If the young lady was short of money, she could just tell Mr. Fu. Why bother?
I was learning Hong Kong dialect and submitting resumes one by one under the bright sun.
And Mr. Fu also knew that the young lady was short of money, but he didn't take the initiative to give it to the young lady.
She really couldn't understand what these two people were doing? ? ?
Ji He kept complaining in his heart, but his face still looked like a dead fish.
Ye Xiaonuo didn't know that Ji He had already thought so much. She looked up at the sun that had completely disappeared and said happily: "Ji He, let's go."
After the two people disappeared, an inconspicuous black Chevrolet in the parking space on the roadside left the place quietly.
