Jing Huaizhi listened lazily to her sophistry and refused to expose her. He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "You're not very capable."
Zhuli rolled her eyes and placed her palms on his chest.
Cleared his throat: "Boss, Mr. Song has already signed the contract."
She lowered her head and took out the contract from the bag she was carrying and presented it with both hands.
Her words basically told him why she was here.
Suddenly the already quiet corridor became even quieter.
After being silent for a long time, Jing Huaizhi did not answer but just glanced at it.
"By betraying your appearance?" He lifted Zhuli's chin with his index finger and smiled.
The tone was obviously very gentle, but it pierced her ears like a needle.
"Boss, stop joking." Her heart trembled slightly and she shrank her fingers.
The drooped head seemed to reveal everything.
"If I really betrayed my appearance, the person inside would be me now." Zhuli added softly.
Speaking of this, Jing Huaizhi was a little confused, and a smirk suddenly appeared on his lips.
He leaned close to her earlobe: "You dare to take advantage of me now?"
Zhuli shook her head hurriedly, she was aboveboard, right?
"Boss, please listen to my explanation. I said she asked me to take advantage of you. Do you believe it?" She showed a well-behaved look, with clear and innocent eyes.
Just as she was about to leave last night, Jing Huaizhi's cell phone lit up, and the screen displayed:
Song Lang’s little wife: Huaizhi, I want to meet you, is that okay?
Song Lang’s little wife: Huaizhi, there is something that definitely interests you. Can you meet me?
Zhuli also followed Jing Huaizhi's example and unlocked his cell phone, and then wrote down her contact information.
That's why today's episode happened. She promised to help Song Lang arrange a beautiful night, but she didn't say who this person was.
It shouldn't be considered as lying to him.
"What if I say that what you have done is meaningless?" Jing Huaizhi straightened up, with amusement in his eyes.
What's the meaning?
She widened her eyes and wondered.
Jingle Bell-
The cell phone in her bag rang, Zhuli picked it up and picked it up.
"Hello, Manager Qiao." She said as she walked to the elevator.
Jing Huaizhi squinted his eyes and followed him with a hint of amusement.
There was no signal in the elevator, so Zhuli didn't dare to hang up. She glanced at the man next to her from time to time.
After the elevator reached the first floor, she rushed out like an arrow.
"Zhuli, you went to see Song Lang, right?" Qiao Jue's tone was no longer as calm as before, and became extremely serious.
Zhuli scratched her hair and said, "Manager Qiao, I also want to contribute to this project."
She didn't deny what he said.
There was silence on the phone, followed by Qiao Jue's sigh.
"He didn't do anything to you, right?" Qiao Jue said with concern, his face heavy.
Just when she was about to tell him that Mr. Song had signed the contract, the man next to her spoke lazily: "Manager Qiao is really good at getting things done. It seems that you will be promoted after the launch of this new product."
Zhuli subconsciously covered the receiver and glared at him fiercely.
"Manager Qiao, the contract has been signed and I will report the details to you tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, he hurriedly hung up the phone.
"What exactly do you want to do? Isn't it beneficial to our group to cooperate with Mr. Song?"
She couldn't help but show an angry expression on her face.
Wait, what do you mean nothing he just did made any sense?
Jing Huaizhi didn't answer, but gave a meaningful smile.
"What did you mean by what you just said?" Zhuli tried to calm down and stared at him.
"This means that the absence of Song Lang will not affect the launch of our new products."
Jing Huaizhi raised his eyelids slightly and said slowly.
Depend on!
These words were like a bolt from the blue.
Zhuli stood on tiptoes and gritted her teeth, covering her fists with both hands as she was about to hit him.
Did you go around in a circle and get tricked?
"Huaizhi." A tall woman standing not far away called him warmly.
Leng Zhirou slowly approached, and she showed no expression when she saw the ambiguous postures of Zhuli and Jing Huaizhi.
"Is it okay if I have a few words to say to him?" Leng Zhirou lowered her eyelids as if to beg Zhuli.
The angry expression on Zhuli's face gradually disappeared, and she took a few steps back: "You guys talk."
She just watched the two people walking side by side in front, while she kept a long distance away from them.
It must be nice to talk about such an intimate relationship, and he didn't refuse.
Zhuli was a little disappointed and her steps slowed down, mainly because the high heels she wore today didn't fit her feet.
"Huaizhi, I beg you to help me, just like you did in high school..." Leng Zhirou said and was about to kneel down to him.
Leng Zhirou's father used to have an unshakable position in Beijing, but he was plotted by a villain, which made her almost drop out of high school.
Fortunately, when he was desperate, he met a noble person to help him. This noble person was Jing Huaizhi's sister Jing Yuqing.
Jing Yuqing is the former president of the "Ai Xi" student aid network. During his tenure, he helped many students from poor families.
Jing Huaizhi had a very good relationship with Leng Zhirou back then and was afraid of hurting her self-esteem, so he finally funded her in his own name.
Leng Zhirou only found out after graduation, so she kept her feelings for him in her heart. In the end, she still felt that she was not worthy of him.
"I can't help you with this matter." Jing Huaizhi took a few steps back, his face looking calm and indifferent.
Leng Zhirou's brother owed Song Lang money and had already packed up and left, so he put her under house arrest in his own home to coerce her and humiliate her.
Leng Zhirou, who received a strange text message today, originally wanted to catch him and give herself a chance to get rid of him.
But the result still failed.
"Huaizhi, I..." Leng Zhirou bit her lip and suppressed what was in her heart.
So what if he said it, she was not worthy of him at all, not even as a lover.
Without Song Lang, her future would have been bright.
Zhuli in the distance also saw the charming atmosphere between the two. She could tell that Jing Huaizhi was special to her.
There is still love and hate.
The pain in her ankle was unbearable, so she stopped following them and simply sat down on the bench to rest.
Zhuli bent down and gently rubbed her ankles, and suddenly a pair of black leather shoes appeared in her eyes.
When he looked up again, he just bent down.
"You're not..." Zhuli turned his head to look at where he was before, and pointed his finger at Jing Huaizhi.
Full of curiosity.
Jing Huaizhi was half-kneeling, holding her slender ankle and placing it on his knee.
He took out a box of band-aids from his suit pocket, tore them open and applied them.
The movements were clean and neat, but Zhuli was stunned.
"Will you wear high heels next time?" He looked at her with interest and spoke in a casual tone.
Zhuli shook his head without hesitation and said he would never wear it again.
"I'll buy you a new pair next time." Jing Huaizhi picked her up and stared at her with deep eyes.
Behind her, Leng Zhirou's nails dug into her palms. The next second she mustered up the courage to shout: "Jing Huaizhi!"
"I like you." This sentence was said very quietly, which could be regarded as understanding something on her mind.
The man in front held the woman in his arms and didn't stop when he heard someone calling him from behind.
