Today, I struggled to survive in the Shura field again.

Chapter 15 Do You Miss Me?
She put the lunch box on the dining table on the first floor, and then took a photo with her mobile phone.

Remembering that she didn't have Fu Tingchuan's WeChat, she searched for Fu Tingchuan's mobile phone number. His WeChat profile picture was all black, and his nickname was very simple, just the three characters Fu Tingchuan.

Song Nainai clicked to add friend.

By the way, I found Assistant Yan's mobile phone number from the text message, and also went to WeChat to click on the friend application.

Assistant Yan agreed almost as soon as she clicked on the application.

A smile appeared in Song Nainai's eyes, and she sent the photo to Assistant Yan.

[WeChat] Assistant Yan: It looks delicious

[WeChat] Song Nainai: Thank you【Shy.JPG】

[WeChat] Assistant Yan: Mr. Fu is still in a meeting, and it will end in about 5 minutes

Seeing this sentence, the corners of Song Nainai's lips curled up slightly.

Fu Tingchuan's special assistant is quite interesting. His business methods are no less than Fu Tingchuan's, and he also inherited Fu Tingchuan's inhumanity.

But unlike Fu Tingchuan's constant indifference and hostility, Assistant Yan was much more approachable.

The original owner also trusted Assistant Yan sincerely.

But when Fu Tingchuan's Bai Yueguang, Xie Qinghan, the group favorite heroine of the original book, returned to China, Assistant Yan's attitude towards the original owner became indifferent in an instant.

It can be said that it is very snobbish.

In other words, since his occupation is like this, if the rightful owner returns, the beautiful idiot of the original owner will naturally be worthless. Even Fu Tingchuan doesn't care anymore, and Fu Tingchuan's assistant naturally won't care too much.

Song Nainai twitched the corners of her lips, with unclear emotions in her eyes, she tapped on the screen.

[WeChat] Song Nainai: Thank you [Circling Circle.JPG]

Assistant Yan was sitting in the meeting room. He was holding a mobile phone and deserting in a very subtle way.

When he saw Song Nainai's emoji, his eyebrows and eyes were bent a little. At this moment, Fu Tingchuan's cold and impatient eyes fell on him.

Assistant Yan: "..." careless.
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After a few minutes.

Fu Tingchuan's brows and eyes were faintly impatient.

He put down the document: "I just haven't been in the company all morning, can you all do this little thing well?"

In the conference room, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Fu Tingchuan looked around with cold eyes, and then he got up directly, "If I have to do everything, then what does the company support you for?"

The atmosphere became more depressing.

The air pressure around Fu Tingchuan was so low that Assistant Yan felt that many people would be fired today.

But at this moment, Fu Tingchuan's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

He frowned fiercely, and picked up the phone with strong anger, but when he saw the note on the screen, the frost in Fu Tingchuan's eyes melted instantly.

He clicked on.

"Hello." The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely soft, and it sounded a little trembling, as if very nervous.

Fu Tingchuan could almost imagine Song Nainai's little crying bag.

His eyes softened unconsciously.

"what happened?"

"Did I disturb you?" Song Nainai's voice trembled even more.

"No." Fu Tingchuan smiled lowly, "Miss me?"

What she didn't know was that the low pressure in the conference room dissipated instantly because of her phone call. Fu Tingchuan, who was angry just now, now had a smile on his brows and eyes, and he didn't have the previous attitude of wanting to kill.

Except for Assistant Yan, everyone in the conference room looked at Fu Tingchuan in surprise and anxiety.

I've never heard that Mr. Fu has a girlfriend.

　I'm done updating too soon

　　The signed contract has not yet been sent, and my word count has already skyrocketed

　　Deposit urgent

　　
　
(End of this chapter)