Qianjin's counterattack: Mr. Gu stay away from me

When has Jing Shengxia been treated like this? She looked at the middle-aged man in front of her in surprise, "Don't you know me? I'm Jing Shengxia." But when it came to her words, the middle-aged security guard just said without changing his face. , "I don't care if you are Jing Shengxia or Jing Shengdong, you can't go in without an appointment today."

Jing Shengxia was ashamed by this reticent appearance, but at this moment Wu Meijuan's voice sounded from behind, "Is this Miss Jing also here to deliver lunch to my son today?"

Uncle Security first saw Wu Meijuan approaching, and he hurried forward and bowed deeply, "Hello, Mrs. Zheng!"

Wu Meijuan nodded, her eyes saw the thermos bucket in Jing Shengxia's hand, Jing Shengxia had always been a little afraid of Wu Meijuan, so she could only quickly withdraw her sharpness at this moment, she turned around slowly, and greeted Wu Meijuan attentively. Smiling, "Yes, Mrs. Zheng is really a coincidence. I didn't expect you to come to Zheng Jiaming too."

What Jing Shengxia didn't expect at all was that Wu Meijuan didn't answer her words at all, but glanced at her with contempt, and said, "As the wife of the Zheng Group, I need your permission to come to my son for dinner. ? If my memory is correct, the marriage has not been discussed yet."

Although Wu Meijuan embarrassed herself, Jing Shengxia could only bear it, and she smiled flatteringly, "Mrs. Zheng, my father said about the marriage, don't worry, it won't be too late when Zheng Jiaming takes over the company and the development is more stable." .”

Jing Shengxia didn't mean to be picky, but Wu Meijuan's attitude specified that she wouldn't take herself in easily, and Jing Wenhao had to be brought out. Maybe Wu Meijuan would look at her father's face, and she was right.

The next moment, Wu Meijuan walked in front, and said lightly, "Come in with me!"

Jing Shengxia didn't dare to be negligent, so she hurriedly followed, and stood not far behind Wu Meijuan in three steps at a time. The girl at the front desk saw that it was Wu Meijuan, and hurried out to greet her, "Mrs. Zheng, Mr. Zheng is upstairs. There is a meeting in the conference room, please wait in the president's office first."

"Okay, let someone go over and inform Zheng Jiaming, and tell him that I'm here and wait for him in the office." Wu Meijuan walked to the elevator dedicated to the president as soon as she gave the order, and the front desk lady saw that Jing Shengxia was also behind, and hurriedly said hello, "Jing Miss, you are here too!"

Jing Shengxia hurriedly smiled at the two young girls at the front desk. Wu Meijuan didn't give her time to dawdle at all. Seeing that Wu Meijuan had entered the elevator dedicated to the president, Jing Shengxia didn't dare to neglect her any longer, so she hurried over.

With a loud bang, all the warm pork ribs and corn soup spilled out, some stains splashed onto Wu Meijuan's high-heeled shoes, and Jing Shengxia's skirt was also dirty a lot.

The company's service personnel hurried over to take the towel and handed it to Jing Shengxia, "Miss Jing, wipe it off quickly, I'm afraid the oil stains on this skirt won't be able to be washed off." The service personnel spoke with some regret in his words.

After all, the dress that Jing Shengxia was wearing was quite beautiful, but Wu Meijuan seemed to be sarcastic, "It's just a dress, this is the style that looks like the one in your Jing family who was burned to death, it's dirty." It will be dirty."

Hearing this, Jing Shengxia quickly turned around and nodded at Wu Meijuan, "Yes! Mrs. Zheng, you are right, the left and right are just a skirt."

Jing Shengxia wanted to say something, but her eyes had already seen the stains on Wu Meijuan's high-heeled shoes, and she squatted down to help Wu Meijuan wipe her high-heeled shoes, as if she had been accused for a long time and couldn't wait to please her.

Seeing Jing Shengxia wearing a heavily stained skirt, but squatting down to help her wipe her high heels, Wu Meijuan felt a little strange in her heart. Could it be that she was too harsh on the girl in front of her?

Not allowing her to think too much, the surrounding company employees jokingly said, "Mrs. Zheng is really lucky, Miss Jing is very caring for you."

Everyone said this one after another, but Jing Shengxia, who was squatting on the ground, clenched her teeth. She vowed that one day she would get back all the humiliation she suffered today.

"Okay, okay, get up!" Wu Meijuan said angrily, and Jing Shengxia stood up.

The two walked into the president's special elevator together, and Wu Meijuan suddenly asked, "You did a good job just now."

Hearing what Wu Meijuan said, Jing Shengxia breathed a sigh of relief, she let go of her clenched lower lip, "It's a junior's honor to be able to do something for Mrs. Zheng." Everything outside the words is for Wu Meijuan's sake, and Wu Meijuan is very satisfied with this alone.

Zheng Jiaming was having a meeting in the conference room when the assistant opened the door and came in. He leaned over to Zheng Jiaming's ear and told in detail what happened on the first floor just now. When his mother came, Zheng Jiaming didn't dare to neglect him. He put down the documents in his hand and greeted Everyone, "Okay, today's meeting will end here, and we will continue another day."

After Zheng Jiaming finished speaking, he pushed open the door and went out. He walked quickly to the door of the CEO's office. After thinking about it, he pushed open the door. What caught his eye was a dark green dress. This dress Zheng Jiaming had seen Jing Wanqiu countless times before. Passing through, for a moment he thought that it was Jing Wanqiu who had returned.

Isn't that woman already caught in the flames? Zheng Jiaming tentatively stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the woman in front of him. The face turned around was Jing Shengxia. Zheng Jiaming's intimate behavior made her sweep away the Aggrieved and sad, she looked at the man who was a step away in surprise.

Seeing Jing Shengxia's face clearly, Zheng Jiaming's expression changed immediately, "How could it be you?"

"Why can't it be me? I came here specially today to deliver soup for you, and the security guard wouldn't let you in. Fortunately, I ran into my aunt, but I accidentally spilled the soup when I got into the elevator." Jing Shengxia explained slowly, Zheng Jiaming just now Seeing the large stains on Jing Shengxia's skirt.

"This skirt doesn't suit you." Zheng Jiaming said this without end, and Wu Meijuan noticed that Jing Shengxia's outfit today was somewhat similar to that of Jing Wanqiu back then.

Jing Shengxia was a little embarrassed, she flinched back a bit, then said falteringly, "It's an old dress from before, I thought Zheng Jiaming would like it, so I put it on."

Whether the old clothes were her own or Jing Wanqiu's didn't say clearly, but Wu Meijuan and Zheng Jiaming knew it.

Xu was thinking about Jing Shengxia's care for her just now, Wu Meijuan said: "Go and ask the assistant to prepare a decent dress for Miss Jing, and go out for dinner with mother today!"