Rebirth of the best waste material

Chapter 1533 Her suitor (2)
She could say that she didn't have any thoughts about the man who gave the flowers, but would that man believe it?
She is a businessman. In the business field, many people and things must be handled carefully. For example, in this flower delivery incident, she does not know who is behind the scenes. If she throws away or destroys the flowers rashly, I am afraid it will damage her reputation. It will also affect her. She doesn't want to be said to be aloof and arrogant. This will affect her money.

The private mobile phone on the desk rang suddenly, Amy answered the phone, and responded lightly: "Hi, I'm Amy, who can I ask?" This was her usual opening remarks, and there was no question.

But the other party was obviously very excited when they heard her voice, and stammered: "Miss Amy, hello."

Amy was almost sure that this person was the person who gave the flowers almost immediately, but the voice was very strange, not like someone she was familiar with.

"What's your name, sir? How come you have my phone number." You know, in the United States, the most difficult thing to get is her personal phone number, unless there is an introduction from her client, otherwise it is impossible to know.

"I, I, was given to me by my father." It sounds like the other party is still a boy, not very old. After a pause, the boy continued: "My father is Hawke, and he is your client."

"President Hawk?" Amy pursed her lips, seeming to think of something, and frowned slightly: "May I ask what you want?"

"I, you can call me Jenny, I, I want to ask, do you still like roses?"

Amy doesn't want to talk to this boy, but President Hawke is a big client in her hands. She knows all the customer's information very well. Knowing that Jenny is the only heir of President Hawke, she is naturally pampered. It's not easy to offend, so I could only force a smile and said: "I like roses, thank you, but I have a rose garden at home, I think you don't have to send me fresh ones every day." No need to send it.

Jenny obviously understood the meaning of the words, and his voice was slightly lost: "Don't you like it?"

"No, it's just that it interferes with the normal efficiency of my studio."

After hearing this, Jenny seemed to gain confidence again, and said with a smile: "So that's the case, then I know, don't worry, I won't send roses to your office in the future."

"Well, thank you."

"No, I should thank you, Miss Amy, thank you for not hanging up on me directly, I am very happy."

Amy froze there, before she could think of what to say in response, the boy had already hung up the phone.

It suddenly occurred to her that apart from work, this call seemed to be the first time a strange man called in as a suitor, and there were some emotions that should not be there. In fact, it can be heard that the boy is very polite and he is a person who can be a friend , It's a pity that she will never have friends in her life.

The next day, she did not receive the flowers from Jenny, so she couldn't help but feel relieved, but who would have thought that the boy would have been guarding the gate of her office until she came out of work and stopped her car , obviously, this is not the first time he has been waiting for her here.

The driver slammed on the brakes, which startled her too. Just as she recovered, she saw that her bodyguard had dragged her aside.

Amy frowned slightly, opened the car door and got out of the car, and winked at the bodyguard. The bodyguard retreated knowingly, and Jenny relaxed his brows and eyes, and smiled brightly.

At the first meeting, Amy only remembered that his smile was very sunny, as if it had warmth, which made her feel inexplicable joy, and the involuntary curvature of the corner of his mouth fell into the eyes of the bodyguards on the side, but she didn't notice this.

Jenny tidied up the roses in his hands, and stepped in front of her. Although he was just a little boy, he was a full head taller than her, so she had to raise her eyes slightly to see his face clearly. He had standard blond hair. Green eyes, very charming appearance.

"Miss Amy, I picked this from my rose garden with my own hands. I hope you like it."

She blinked. Is the kid telling her that he also has a rose garden at home?
Amy didn't pick it up, just looked at him quietly, and then smiled gently: "Thank you for the flowers, but I can't accept them, I'm sorry."

Helpless, she can only be so straightforward. In fact, what she said yesterday was very obvious, but the boy didn't seem to understand, or deliberately didn't understand, so she came again today. She didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for herself , so it's better to keep it at arm's length.

"Miss Amy, am I not doing well enough? Or do you not like roses?"

"No, that's not the point. I still focus on my career now, Mr. Jenny, I appreciate your appreciation for me, but I can only say sorry."

"Career?" Jenny looked at her bodyguard and office building, pursed her lips and said, "But Miss Amy, at your current age, you shouldn't focus on your career, why can't you live the life you want happily Woolen cloth?"

The faces of the two bodyguards obviously changed when they heard this, and when they were about to step forward to drink the boy away, Amy smiled indifferently: "I like my life now, and I don't think there is anything bad about it, Jenny Sir, I hope you understand what I mean."

"I'm afraid I can't understand, Miss Amy, I don't think it's a big problem for you to be obsessed with your career, but it has nothing to do with your life. You should have time to rest, right?"

"Of course, but usually I choose to rest at home."

"Yes, I know your preferences very well. In fact, I fell in love with Miss Amy at first sight at a dinner party a long time ago. I have been waiting, waiting for you to grow up, waiting for me to be worthy of you, Amy Miss Mi, I will not give up lightly, I will continue to come tomorrow."

Jenny finished speaking, put the rose on her car, turned and left, Amy looked at his back, a little dazed.

It wasn't because of fascination, but the words he said made her suddenly feel that her life was so boring, it seemed that some emotions were growing crazily, she wanted to be free, crazily wanted.

The bodyguard stepped forward and asked, "Miss, it's our lack of protection. Please don't worry, we will deal with Rose immediately."

Amy frowned, as if deliberately trying to sing against them, she directly held the rose in her arms: "No need, I will handle it myself."

Amy sat in the car with the rose in her hands. The two bodyguards looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. They were originally for the good of the young lady, but the young lady insisted on going against Mr. Qi. What could they do? ?
In the next few days, every time she got off work, she could see Jenny. No matter how the driver tried to hide, he couldn't escape Jenny's persistence. Every day, he would stand by her car window until she turned the car The window lowered, and then stuffed the rose into her arms.

(End of this chapter)