On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

He casually picked up her file to read, opened the first page, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

"The Zhou family participated in the bidding for this project?"

Jiang Shu stopped all her movements, feeling a little nervous, "I'm paying back... this is the last time."

Fu Shiyan just watched, and glanced quickly, which made her uncertain, "Aren't you angry?"

"To get through this crisis, Zhou Liangqi lost all his earnings of the past two years. I can hardly be angry."

"It seems that you have won a complete victory in this battle." She mocked lightly.

Fu Shiyan stared at her plump and fair side face. In fact, he didn't expect that Zhou Liangqi would rather give up the funds than take the road of marriage in the end. He was not the person who cared so much about his marriage before.

He came back to his senses and asked several questions in succession: "How sure are you that you can persuade the superiors to hand over the project to Zhou? Is it because you have confidence in the funds, or the existing technical means, or your design drawings?"

From Jiang Shu's perspective, the outline of Fu Shiyan's face looked very sharp, which is the usual sharpness of a superior.

Jiang Shu paused, she knew he meant to raise something.

But his implication is undoubtedly that this bid is rubbish.

She fell silent for a moment, "Zhou's also has its own advantages, and in terms of factory prospect planning, other companies may not be the best choice."

Fu Shiyan subconsciously retorted that the Zhou family had a lot of problems, big and small, inside and out, and they would definitely not be chosen under fierce competition.

The words got stuck in his mouth, and he restrained himself from continuing.

Jiang Shu had already got up, without answering, walked into the bedroom by herself, and closed the door a little hard when entering the bathroom.

Fu Shiyan reviewed the content of the bid document again, looked at it, and suddenly smiled wryly.

After all, this is what she worked so hard to do.

Jiang Shu was angry for a while. After taking a shower, she sat on the bed and took a pen to revise the bid document, circling it, and the carbon scraped across the paper and rustled, as if she was angry with him.

Fu Shiyan tried to coax him twice but got no response. Finally, he suddenly reached out and took away the document, threw it on the table, and lost his temper: "Don't read it."

Jiang Shu glared at him and tried to snatch it away, but was blocked by the man. She was provoked and threw the pen out of her hand.

The pen flew past his ear, bringing up a little wind.

The man pinned her down with great strength.He blew in her ear, "I was wrong."

Jiang Shu's teeth itched in anger, wishing he could bite this man to death.

Not being forgiven, Fu Shiyan said again: "I was wrong."

Such a man, returning to the world from a high place, is so daily that it is heart-warming, like every husband who pissed off his wife, begging for forgiveness like a baby.

Jiang Shu's heart shuddered, and then a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

After a while, she went to pinch his waist and said leisurely: "Boss Fu is so powerful, I can't bear your apology."

Fu Shiyan buried his head in her ear and muffled a smile.

Putting her arms around her waist, she explored a little bit, "I will change this bid for you."

Zhou's bid came a week later.

In the calm morning, Jiang Shu woke up in the warm embrace of a man.

After that, the two of them didn't have too much contact, and they didn't mention business affairs, and only the most ordinary daily life was exchanged.

Going out early, Fu Shiyan called to stop Jiang Shu who had already walked a certain distance, conjured up a coat from somewhere, and carefully put it on for her: "It's cold in the morning."

"Relax."

There are only these three words, stop at these three words.