What? My wife’s unspoken rules have come true?

Chapter 57 Two lunch boxes! (Please follow up and read!)

With Wu Wanqing's energy, how easy can it be to find someone? Don't say you're wearing a vest, I can clearly arrange it for you according to the standards for solving crimes for death row prisoners.

Cheng Fang has not graduated yet. He is a contemporary college student. His eyes are clear and stupid, but he is still too young.

A matter of greeting.

He didn't even make it through the morning. Before lunch, Cheng Fang's file appeared in the mailbox of the laptop in the hotel room arranged by the organizer for Director Wu.

Wasn't there an uproar before that the director of the public security bureau of a province and the mistress of a deputy province could drive a Mercedes-Benz into the Forbidden City and escape safely?
What's more, although the levels are different, in front of the peak of the national server, which is simply not the same level in terms of energy.
Well, if the director with a powerful background wants to find you, Cheng Fang will be no different than if he had taken off his clothes!

The balcony of the suite has a particularly good view. Which organizer dares to neglect Director Wu?

Wu Wanqing was sitting on the soft sofa. The suite was full of freshness. It was obvious that she had worked very hard on cleaning today. She bent slightly and raised her finger to slide on the mouse area of ​​the notebook. Soon her beautiful eyes were filled with astonishment, and she scrolled down. move
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Wu Wanqing pursed her lips, drooped her head and took out her mobile phone from her bag. There were two profile pictures, her work account and her personal account.

Wu Wanqing laughed and shook her head, "This kid is still very defensive."

Soon, the corner of the director's mouth in the high-end suite moved, and then she walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with her long and soft legs, staring blankly at the tall buildings in the distance, the sunlight shining on her eyelashes slightly touched, and finally He raised his neck, sighed, shook his head, and lightly hit his forehead. He didn't know what he was thinking about at the moment.

The most difficult weekend has passed, and today is finally the happiest Monday. Cheng Fang is full of energy. Autumn is almost here, but he is actually full of spring and has been smiling all morning.

"Xiao Cheng is in really good shape recently. Is this a relationship? Is it the Bai Fumei who drove the Bentley last time?"

An old colleague who is nearing retirement joked.

When people in the system retire, it becomes the job of young people. They have nothing to do. They read the newspaper every day, and of course there is only gossip.

What? If you fall in love with Wang Nuoyan, wouldn’t that mean you have to look like your mother is dead?

"No! Falling in love? That's not something even a dog can talk about."

There is nothing wrong with this. He and Director Wu Wanqing were just half-hearted about the unspoken rules at first, and they didn’t feel like they were in love. By chance, Director Wu became his toy, and the rest of the matter was of course simple. .

The old colleague held the thermos cup, took a sip of wolfberry water, and gave Cheng Fang a thumbs up in approval. Is it because fishing is not good? Or is ktv not fun?
When people reach middle age, they have no choice but to do things at that time. After they become boring, they will definitely not be able to fall in love in the next life.

Cheng Fang worked absent-mindedly until noon, clearing the table. He hadn't had lunch yet and already wanted to have dinner.

After finishing packing, he just stood up from his seat and walked a few steps. A colleague who had just gone to the director's office ran out and suddenly stopped him, "Cheng Fang, eh, Cheng Fang, wait a minute."

Cheng Fang paused and turned his head in surprise, "Brother Wang, what's wrong?"

"Director Wu wants you to go to the office."

Cheng Fangyi didn't know what was going on, but the boss told him that even if he urinated frequently and urgently and couldn't finish it, he had to hold it in. This was the survival rule in the system.

I hurried upstairs and saw the director's lair. Although it wasn't my first time here, every time I came there, there were always some strange images floating through my head.

Just when he didn't know that Director Wu Wanqing was having lunch at noon, why did he call him over? The director's liaison officer just came out of the office and walked up with a smile: "Xiao Cheng, the director asked you to go directly Go to her office.”

"Okay, okay, I'll go in right away." Cheng Fang didn't dare to ask. In the system, people talk less and do more. In the eyes of the director, who is he?

Cheng Fang didn't have any willful capital.

The liaison officer smiled and patted his shoulder, "Yeah, go in quickly and don't keep the president waiting."

Hey, the director has so many things to do all day long, why would he, a little intern, do this for lunch? Cheng Fang pursed his lips. The liaison officer looked at Cheng Fang for some reason, smiled meaningfully and went to eat. Cheng Fang found the director's office, hesitated for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Well, come in."

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, Cheng Fang tentatively looked inside as usual, "Director, you are looking for me."

In fact, the director's lair is not small, bright and atmospheric, with a solemn and simple temperament.

The director was far away in the office, sitting behind a large desk, looking down at documents.

Wu Wanqing was working with the seriousness of a superior person. The light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, illuminating her graceful and elegant body. In addition, under the overwhelming environment of the work unit, which is a high-level official, Cheng Fang I couldn't help but tense up.

Wu Wanqing's eyes were still looking at the document. After a few seconds, she raised her head, looked at him with beautiful eyes, and suddenly chuckled, "Haha, what are you doing standing there? Come here."

"Okay okay."

Cheng Fang nodded quickly, realizing that he had just been confused by the director's transformation from a strong woman to a big sister next door, and he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

Sure enough, the more dangerous the creature, the more changeable it is. The Director is the most typical example. I guess no one would have thought that such a big leader, a big shot of this status, a super second generation, has such a look behind him.
Turning around and closing the door, Cheng Fang respectfully walked to Director Wu Wanqing's desk. Wu Wanqing lowered her head and flipped through the documents again. Her voice was soft and soft, "Xiao Cheng, please wait for me for a moment."

Cheng Fang nodded, not daring to disturb her at all, and stood aside cautiously waiting for her to finish reading.

After a while, Director Wu signed his name at the end of the page and closed the document. He looked up at Cheng Fang, bent his eyes, and suddenly chuckled twice.

Director Wu raised his chin and motioned for him to look at the table in the reception area on the right.

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Cheng Fang glanced over and couldn't help but open his mouth blankly, his eyes full of astonishment.

What the hell? He turned his head and looked at her again, holding his breath.
Today she had her hair tied up, wearing a slim-fitting white shirt, black trousers and black high heels.

Director Wu Wanqing walked out from the desk in high heels. When she saw Cheng Fang's expression, her beautiful face made people feel a little dazzled. There was a hint of smile in her eyes, but also a hint of meaning. , "Haha, why are you so reserved?"

Cheng Fang blinked and said dryly, "No, no."

"is it?"

Wu Wanqing stood there with her arms folded, staring at people with squinted eyes, which seemed to put an invisible pressure on people. Moreover, her seemingly rigid expression and clothes revealed a graceful and luxurious femininity, which was charming. Extremely.

Cheng Fang shivered a little when he saw it, and his toes tightened.

"I might have to miss my appointment tonight, and I suddenly have a dinner party that I can't miss." She suddenly smiled softly, raised her little hand, and pointed to the mahogany table over there that looked very thick and was used for entertaining guests, and her red lips curled up. Zhang Yihe said, "I also said that I would treat you to dinner. Haha, today is a little easier. I will make up for it another day. Young man, please bear with me a little."

The familiar tone made Cheng Fang confused. He could only swallow hard and look at the table.
I saw it on the table, and it was...
Two lunch boxes.

Damn this!

Cheng Fang: "."

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