The Pillow of the Bad President

The setting sun on the horizon disappeared, leaving only a few floating clouds.

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the neon lights are lighting up the city little by little.

The taxi shuttled on the street, and Hao Yan sat in the back, with an insulated lunch box placed on her knees together.

Looking out from the car window, in the field of vision ahead, there are many tall buildings, and then continue to move forward, the words of the majesty of the Qin Group come into view impressively.

Hao Yan's heartbeat quickened inexplicably.

When Ren Wu called her to ask her for help, all the words of refusal came to his lips, but for some reason, he agreed by accident.

She had already arrived at the hospital, she didn't even enter the ward, and went home again.

The driver in front stepped on the brakes, "Miss, we're here"

Hao Yan nodded, paid and got out of the car.

She took a deep breath on the spot, and walked into the building with the insulated lunch box.

Different from other office buildings, the whole building is owned by Qinshi Group, and when the lights are on at night, it is as gorgeous as a huge crystal box.

Hao Yan's hands were heavy.

In the insulated lunch box, it contained the white porridge she had just cooked.

Although the method of white porridge is simple, it is very important to master the heat. It takes a lot of effort to cook every grain of rice soft and waxy.

Hao Yan couldn't help thinking of the first time she made porridge for Qin Huainian.

He praised the taste and said: "Next time I'm sick, you can make porridge for me."

Hao Yan still remembers this agreement until now.

She steps into the building.

Passing through the revolving door, Hao Yan could not help but pause slightly.

Not far in front of her, stood a slender figure. Even if she didn't do anything, she just stood there in high heels, she could still tell that she was the most standard socialite, possessing a noble and dignified temperament.

As if waiting for someone, he looked down at the delicate watch on his wrist from time to time.

When Hao Yan saw Zhuang Qintong, the other party also saw her.

Zhuang Qintong walked towards her. Although he had only met briefly before, he greeted her very kindly, "Miss Hao"

Hao Yan replied politely, "Miss Zhuang"

Zhuang Qintong smiled, "What a coincidence, why are you here?"

Hao Yan hesitated: "I"

At this time, someone suddenly ran from behind in a hurry.

Panting, she ran in front of the two of them, even with a gust of wind, her voice overshadowed her, "Miss Qintong"

It was a male with a bag in his hand. He was about 40 years old, but he was respectful to Zhuang Qintong. He looked like a servant of the dealer.

Zhuang Qintong looked at his watch again, "Uncle Bo, why is it taking so long?"

The servant quickly explained, "I'm sorry Miss Qintong, you have been waiting for a long time. After you called home, I immediately asked the chef in the kitchen to prepare it. There is some traffic jam on the road."

"It's okay, just send it in time." Zhuang Qintong didn't blame him, showing a good upbringing, "There's nothing cool about it."

The servant nodded hurriedly, and handed the bag to her, "Don't worry, the porridge inside is hot, and the accompanying side dishes are freshly mixed with organic vegetables, very suitable for sick people to eat."

Hao Yan clenched her hands tightly when she heard the back.

Almost subconsciously, she carried the insulated lunch box behind her back.

Zhuang Qintong nodded reassuringly, "That's good."

Immediately, she looked at Hao Yan with a smile, "By the way, Ms. Hao, I haven't finished talking just now, did you come to the Qin family so late to find someone or something?"

Hao Yan was momentarily at a loss for words.

 

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;The interior structure of the building is very wide, and there are elevators on both sides of the reception hall.

At this time, the elevator on the left arrived at the first floor, and people came out one after another. In their sight, they caught a glimpse of a familiar figure among them.

Hao Yan pointed casually, "I am here to find Mr. Qin."

Zhuang Qintong raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised, "I didn't expect Miss Hao and Qin Yu to know each other."

Qin Yu, who walked over with his arms moving, was surprised when he saw her, "Little Yanzi, why are you here?"

"Little President Qin" Hao Yan said.

She seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and was very grateful for Qin Yu's appearance.

Zhuang Qintong brushed his long hair, smiled and looked at Qin Yu, "Xiaoyu, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

When Qin Yu saw her, he glanced at Hao Yan again.

Thinking of telling her all the secrets in front of Hao Yan before, the expression on his face was a little unnatural, "Well, Qintong, I have heard that you are back a long time ago."

This was unnatural, but in Zhuang Qintong's eyes, it made him a little more happy.

But thinking of the bag in her hand, she was eager to go up. "Xiaoyu, let's chat some other day when we have time." Zhuang Qintong quickly ended the topic, and then smiled apologetically at Hao Yan, "I'm sorry, Miss Hao, the food here has been here for a long time, I'm afraid it will affect the taste, so I won't Talking to you a lot, I have to hurry up

floor, or someone is still waiting.”

Hao Yan naturally guessed who someone was referring to.

She nodded with a stiff smile.

Zhuang Qintong nodded to them, turned around and walked to the exclusive elevator on the other side.

The figure quickly disappeared from sight.

The remaining two walked out of the building, Qin Yu's face was full of surprise, "Little Yanzi, you really came to look for me, how do you know I'm here?"

Hao Yan hesitated, "I was passing by and saw your car."

Qin Yu had a simple mind and didn't think much about it at all.

He murmured, "I was shocked when I first saw you, I thought you were looking for my second cousin"

Hao Yan pursed her lips lightly, "No." Qin Yu patted his curly hair, "I just finished the M&A meeting, and the old man in charge of the project team is dead. The meeting was so long that I was about to scold the street. It's finally over, I didn't expect that there was a surprise

Little Swallow, let me take you back to the hospital, I just want to tease your little loli too."

Hao Yan: ""

After leaving the building, the two got into Qin Yu's flamboyant sports car.

The roar of the engine sounded, and after a coquettish U-turn, it merged into the traffic flow.

When encountering a red light in the middle, Qin Yu noticed something in her hand, "Little Yanzi, what are you holding in your hand?"

Hao Yan lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Porridge"

These two words seem to be difficult to pronounce.

The fingertips landed on the top of the insulation box, as if being pricked by a needle.

My heart is astringent and painful.

Hao Yan put the insulated lunch box into Qin Yu's arms, "If you're hungry, I'll give it to you."

Compared with the master chef in the dealer's kitchen, how can the porridge she cooks be comparable to?

Since it is destined to be thrown away, it is better to give it to Qin Yu, at least the food will not be wasted.

Qin Yu had been in a meeting for a long time, and her stomach was already hungry. Her eyes lit up when she heard her words, "Give it to me"

Hao Yan nodded, "Yeah"

Qin Yu was suddenly excited.

After the green light turned on, he turned the steering wheel to the right, parked the car within the line on the side of the road, and anxiously wanted to open the insulated lunch box.Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her again.