The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Tan Qiming looked back at the man and raised his eyebrows slightly.

What did he just say?

Crowd?

Why didn't he use the word "like a fly chasing stinky"? Wouldn't it be more direct?

Tan Qiming smiled: "There is Mr. Fu, the top male god, in Jiangcheng, so there is no place for Mr. Tan. Mr. Fu, don't make fun of me."

Fu Chenlie pursed his lips and hummed softly.

Wen Ran had already walked over and put two cups of coffee in front of the two men.

After finishing this, she looked at Fu Chenlie and said, "Boss, the coffee is ready, I'm going back to the lounge."

The latter did not promise, but instead asked: "I heard that you had a relationship with Mr. Tan downstairs just now?"

Wen Ran was stunned for two seconds before she came to her senses and explained: "...Oh, that one accidentally bumped into Mr. Tan when I was unpacking the courier and walking, and he helped me so I didn't fall down."

Helped?

Did you make physical contact when you first met?

Fu Chenlie was even more displeased.

He even remembered that on the first day they received the certificate, she threw herself into his arms at the villa around the island, and she used the trick of almost falling over.

Use one trick on two men at the same time?

He really wanted to ask her if she had been tried and tested?

When Fu Chenlie was mad and displeased, he maintained an extremely calm face, picked up the coffee elegantly and expensively, and brought it to his lips.

Tan Qiming looked at Wen Ran in this gap, and struck up a conversation with her: "Isn't Ms. Wen the driver? Why are you still making coffee? Could it be that your coffee skills are so good that you Mr. Fu only drink the coffee you make? "

After finishing speaking, she continued without waiting for Wen Ran's reply: "In this case, I have to try Miss Wen's craft."

Wen Ran smiled: "Mr. Tan, you misunderstood, it's actually..."

"Boom!" Fu Chenlie suddenly put the coffee cup on the tea table, and deliberately made a loud noise, interrupting Wen Ran directly.

She glanced at him subconsciously, and then heard the man say: "It's terrible, make it again."

Tan Qiming raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is it hard to drink?"

After the words fell, he picked up the coffee and took a sip: "I think it tastes good."

Fu Chenlie twitched the corner of his mouth, gave him a look of "wild pigs can't eat fine chaff", and chuckled: "Is it okay? It seems that Mr. Tan's taste is really not very good."

Wen Ran, "..."

She really doesn't understand why Fu Chenlie is so targeting Mr. Tan.

Didn't Mr. Tan come to discuss cooperation with him?

Offending people before talking about cooperation?

What is this man thinking?

When Wen Ran was complaining in his heart, Fu Chenlie looked at her and said sharply: "What are you still standing there for, did you not hear me?"

"……understood."

After responding, she leaned over and picked up the coffee cup in front of him, then looked at Tan Qiming: "Mr. Tan, do you still need to re-brew your coffee?"

"He has already said that the taste is good, so the driver lady doesn't need to ask again and again."

"Oh."

Wen Ran turned and left the office.

She found Ning Ning, the secretary who taught her how to make coffee just now.

In front of the coffee machine, Ning Ning asked a little puzzled, "Isn't the taste right? It's always been brewed like this before?"

"Did I put too much coffee powder just now or something?"

"Maybe, this time I'll soak it, and you can just bring it in to Boss Fu after soaking it."

Wen Ran nodded, watching Ning Ning earnestly refill the coffee shop and operate the coffee machine, she suddenly wondered what kind of person Fu Chenlie was in the eyes of the staff in the president's office?

So, she smiled and asked, "Ning Ning, in your eyes, what kind of person does Mr. Fu look like?"