Dyed

The man was moved, and reached out to rub Fu Ran's head.

"When I was sent to the emergency room, I lost consciousness at all, Fu Ran." The man rested his cheek on Fu Ran's forehead, "That night, I said goodbye to you the best, all I know is that night The memory is very clear, we danced, including me hugging you on the bed, then I really didn’t have any strength at all, and when I let go of my hand, I knew that I was going to leave.”

Nearly half a year later, thinking of the scene at that time, Fu Ran's heart still couldn't help throbbing. She pinched the shirt around the man's waist tightly with her fingers.

"I pushed you, and when I saw you lying there motionless, I understood at the time..."

The man reached out to turn on the stereo.

Fu Ran put her head on his shoulder, "You didn't know you could have an operation at that time, so how will the rest be arranged?"

"I entrusted it to Young Master Yu in advance. If one day I can find a donor and I don't have time to make arrangements for the future, I will ask him to notify you, lest you will be scared to death."

Indeed, if it wasn't for the phone call Sheng Xiao gave her, Fu Ran would have gone crazy.

But it was such a coincidence that his accident coincided with Fan Xian's accident that night.

It is a catastrophe, and it is also the cycle of cause and effect.

Outside the east gate, there are women like clouds.

Although it is like a cloud, I want to keep it.

"That's great." Fu Rannian said.

"I copied it." The man answered honestly.

"Of course I know you copied it." Fu Ran smiled and closed her eyes.

The car moved forward quickly, Fu Ran repeatedly signaled him to pull over, and finally chose a secluded place, and Fu Ran was about to get off the car.

The man reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Come here."

She went over and kissed him on the cheek, and the man let her go.

The next day, Fu Ran went to Mr. Han, and Han Jun had sent all the materials to the relevant departments. The only thing he could do now was to wait for news.

Cut kun.

Luo Wenying watched the news on the Internet. The last project, Qiankun, was no longer available. The mr was divided into two rows, and the competition was fierce.

She propped her palms on the side of her face, looking a little dazed.

She didn't hear Mingzheng open the door and come in, until the man put his hands on the edge of the table and leaned over with his upper body, "What are you looking at?"

Luo Wenying was taken aback, and quickly closed the web page, "Look up some information."

Ming Zheng saw it, but didn't say anything.

He took out a jewelry box from his pocket and handed it to Luo Wenying. She opened the folder, and when she encountered this scene, she raised her head full of doubts, "This is it?"

"I think the newest ones are pretty good, and one of them suits you very well."

Luo Wenying looked at the small square box, held it tremblingly in her palm, opened it, and a pair of platinum earrings came into view.

Although I was mentally prepared, I still couldn't hide my disappointment.

"Why did you suddenly think of giving me something?"

Ming Zheng raised his legs, "I know that you have spent a lot of thought on the previous project."

Just don't mention it.

Luo Wenying's face darkened, what is he doing, a slap and a sweet date?

Knowing that she had put a lot of thought into it, he handed her his hands so that she had nothing to say, but what was it worth coming here with something like this?

Luo Wenying pushed the thing back, "I don't want it."

"Why, don't you like it?" Ming Zheng listened to Xiao Zhu's suggestion, which is said to be liked by women.

Luo Wenying didn't raise her head, "I don't lack these."

Mingzheng glanced at her, saw that her words had come to this point, picked up the jewelry box, got up and walked back.

Just when Xiao Zhu came in, "Boss."

Mingzheng handed her the jewelry box in his hand, "Take it."

Xiao Zhu looked at the jewelry box that was stuffed in her hand, and walked towards Luo Wenying without knowing it. After opening it, she found out that it was the earring she recommended, "Isn't this what the boss wants to choose for you?"

Luo Wenying tapped her finger on the table with a headache, "Put the information here, and go out if you have nothing to do."

"You take it."

"I don't want it," Luo Wenying said excitedly, "You can take it if I give it to you."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhu nodded hurriedly, and happily walked out holding the jewelry box.

The door of the office was closed, and Luo Wenying felt more and more irritable.

The matter of the project came to fruition, and the winning bidder turned out to be Mr, who was in a stormy period a few days ago. What was even more surprising was that Fu Ran's plan had already won.

When Han Junchu heard the news, he thought there was something wrong with his ears. Fu Ran went to the relevant department to get the documents, and he didn't dare to confirm until the things were handed over to him.

Ming Rong came to the office to congratulate him, but he couldn't see how disappointed he was.

"Mr finally won it, Fu Ran, congratulations."

"Thank you."

After Ming Rong left, Han Juan couldn't help shaking his head, "President, what did you and Bureau Song talk about in the box that night?"

"Talking about his daughter."

"Female, daughter, isn't she a woman?" Han Juan said without hesitation.

Fu Ran stared at him, "Everyone has something that touches the soul, and the best way to communicate must be children."

Seeing Han Jun's disbelieving expression, Secretary Ni picked up the documents in his hand and tapped him on the head, "It's just you men, dirty thoughts."

Fu Ran couldn't help laughing, "Therefore, some unspoken rules may not necessarily be the truth, and what should be adhered to must be adhered to."

When Secretary Ni heard this, she nodded her head more diligently to show her approval.

After get off work, Fu Ran walked out of the exclusive elevator with Secretary Ni and Han Jun, and agreed to go to dinner together and explain some work matters.

When the elevator door opened, a group of people could be heard chirping after coming out of the employee elevator.

"I explained how the manager lost. The three of us are useless. It turned out that the president personally went into battle."

"Huh? Isn't it?"

"It's been rumored outside. Didn't the president know nothing when he took over the company? It's impossible to have the ability to win the project. I drank with that pervert that day and almost got my stomach pierced. I haven't got it after all this, you guys Say, what does the president rely on?"

Secretary Ni is going out.

Fu Ran reached out to block the elevator door.

The voices of several people have not yet gone far, "Isn't it possible to pay yourself for this project?"

"Wrong, this is a matter of who will be in power in the future, can it be sloppy? After this time, you will be at ease in the future."

Even Han Jun's expression changed.

Fu Ran sneered, and walked out of the elevator first.

The heads of the first three women got together.

"Where did you hear this news, is it reliable?"

"In short, it's being circulated outside."

The woman on the far left nodded, "That's probably enough."

Fu Ran walked all the way forward without calling a few people, and went out of the hall all the way, one of them stopped to look for his phone.

Fu Ran strode past them. Secretary Ni was surprised when she saw that she hadn't moved, so she was about to speak, but Fu Ran stopped suddenly and turned to several people, "Are you from the PR department?"

The girl who was looking for the phone raised her head in surprise, and the two people next to her looked at each other in blank dismay, "Yes, President."

"When did you come in?" Fu Ran took advantage of her height and looked at the three of them.

"It's been less than a month."

"Oh," Fu Ran nodded knowingly, "No wonder, I think you have to study hard on the two courses of social relations and interpersonal relations."

"President, this is..."

"Go to the finance department tomorrow to get three months' salary, let's go." Fu Ran said bluntly.