When the drama comes

"How about some real action? You are playing a little game of disguise yourself, who knows what you mean? Maybe you thought you were dating a stylist's girlfriend! You want to chase girls, what you want to increase is interaction , It’s not you who is touching yourself. You have to taste the same taste and enhance the same feelings with the other party, so that you can get closer!”

In the end, Song Qinya still spoke to Fu Nanshang through her work phone.

Fu Nanshang frowned, and wrote it down reluctantly and seriously.

Chu Shangqing told Song Qinya that he was very busy today, and he was telling the truth. The person in charge of the company that Fu Nanshang wanted to interview confirmed that he would attend the FST summit. Naturally, he himself would go. As the secretary, Chu Shangqing had to confirm with the organizer immediately. process, but also to finalize the timetable with different negotiating parties.

In addition, domestic work must be implemented and determined one by one.

All kinds of news in the office software flowed like a river, and it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when there was a slight pause.

After the water in the cup was finished, Chu Shangqing stood up and walked to the tea room.

"Secretary Chu, let me go."

Assistant C wanted to take her cup, but she refused.

"Don't worry, I can just move my body."

Standing in the tea room, Chu Shangqing rubbed her eyes. She hadn't worked overtime for a long time. In order to catch up with the projects and documents from the "future", she went to bed after twelve o'clock every day. Tiredness was inevitable.

Glancing at the coffee machine, she sighed silently, and put the water cup under the coffee machine.

It just so happened that Assistant A also entered the tea room, and hurriedly said, "Secretary Chu, you have a bad stomach, so you should stop drinking coffee."

"It's okay to drink once in a while."

Assistant A still shakes her head and removes her cup from under the coffee machine.

"You were too scary when you had a stomachache last year, let's forget it, I remember Xiao Su put Ovaltine in the tea room, would you like some of this?"

"No, I don't like too sweet."

Chu Shangqing pressed his stomach almost subconsciously.

Her stomach problem didn't come after work. When she was [-] or [-] years old, holding a pen to her stomach and insisting on reading was almost her daily life. On the contrary, she seldom got sick in the past two years.

"Is my stomach ache scary?" Chu Shangqing vaguely remembered that last time he drank two glasses of beer and suddenly started to have a stomach ache. for so long.

"I'm not saying you're scary." Assistant A looked around the drink cabinet, "You don't like honey water, Secretary Chu either...it's the boss, he rushed out of the building with you in his arms, his eyes were red, he was so frightening .”

Chu Shangqing was amused by these words, and hugged her with red eyes?Such Fu Nanshang... How is it possible?

Assistant A finally chose a can of walnut dew and poured it into a mug, heated it in the microwave and handed it to Chu Shangqing.

"Secretary Chu, you should drink this."

After all, it was a colleague's wish, so Chu Shangqing walked out of the tea room with walnut dew.

Assistant A sighed at the coffee machine.

The last time Secretary Chu had a stomachache from drinking, after that, no alcohol was allowed in the company's internal gatherings. If she had a stomachache from coffee today, they might never see the coffee machine again.

"I saved you." Assistant A touched the head of the coffee machine.

When Chu Shangqing returned to her work station, she saw a reminder popped up by the office system. Before she even had time to sit down, she walked into the chairman's office with walnut dew.

"Which file is the problem?"

Fu Nanshang was sitting behind the desk in a suit, and his rimless glasses seemed to be welded to his face.

"Too much work," he was complaining.

Facing the boss, the coquettish Secretary Chu was ruthless: "Do you need coffee?"

"Not for now." Fu Nanshang raised his head to look at the projector, sniffed, and looked at Chu Shangqing's cup, "What are you drinking?"

"Walnut dew." Chu Shangqing said helplessly, "Do you want to taste it?"

"Okay." Fu Nanshang drank the last water in his glass, "Pour me some."

Chu Shangqing put down her cup to get him one too, but Fu Nanshang looked at her cup expectantly.

"Just pour a little."

Chu Shangqing still complied.

When she walked to the table, Fu Nanshang's suit sleeves with cuff buttons approached suddenly, and she simply picked up the other's cup.

The sleeve was moved back again, with some unknown loss.

The taste is very sweet.

Still a bit bitter.

The smell of the exclusive walnut almost filled the whole cranial cavity of a person, Fu Nanshang frowned and endured it, thinking that this thing could not be said to be bad to drink.

"How is it? Is it delicious? Do you want more?" Chu Shangqing held back a yawn while he was savoring it carefully, her eyes were a little moist.

Fu Nanshang raised his head and accidentally saw himself in Chu Shangqing's eyes, then lowered his head to look at the remaining light brown liquid.

"No need." The number of words he spoke began to decrease again.

Taking a look at those files, his speaking ability began to recover: "By the way, that...I wanted to take a look at the developer conferences of several major American manufacturers before, but you sent so many files, how about you replace them for me? Watch the video."

"Okay, I'll sort it out."

Fu Nanshang immediately stood up and picked up the remote control of the projector: "You can watch it here now, we can discuss something more cutting-edge."

"Now?"

Thinking that his current state is not suitable for handling work, Chu Shangqing thinks it can also be used to watch videos.

The curtains were half drawn, the projector was turned on, and a middle-aged man with short hair in a shirt and jeans was talking eloquently. Chu Shangqing listened carefully with headphones on, and jotted down the main points of what the other party said.

Time passed by second by second.

Fu Nanshang looked at the Plan B on a document and told himself not to go to see Chu Shangqing.

Song Qinya asked him to distance himself from Chu Shangqing.

how close?

Is it the moment that was almost touched just now?

Obviously there have been times when they got closer, and there are countless accidental touches at work. They have known each other for so many years, and they have also touched their heads and shoulders, but because of ulterior motives and deliberate deliberations, their chests hurt.

He feels offended.

One's own intentions and proximity are offensive.

Chu Shangqing has no distractions, Chu Shangqing is working hard, because he knows too well, the more he feels that every moment of the other party's concentration is unshakable.

So try it carefully, just like that sip of walnut dew, it seems sweet, it seems bitter, and it tastes strange.

Not how he imagined them approaching.

Probably because of this, he obviously liked the other party for a long time, but he still stayed at the stage of being self-indulgent.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Nanshang suddenly noticed that the breathing of the other person seemed to become longer.

Looking up, he saw the woman sitting on the sofa with her head down and her eyes closed.

"I'd say you're doing too much work."

He shook his head silently and stood up gently.

Twelve projects and 21 investment intentions do not mean 33 dedicated efforts. For Chu Shangqing, it means 33 dedicated efforts and 33 equally rigorous PlanBs.

Chu Shangqing, who was leaning on the back of the sofa, breathed lightly, as if he would pick up a pen and paper in the next moment and become stable and efficient as before.

But she didn't wake up when Fu Nanshang approached.

The suit with delicate cuff buttons was taken off and carefully covered her body.

His white and slender hands carefully brushed the broken hair around her ears, and took off the earphones for her.

The aroma of the two walnut dew merged at a certain moment, embracing each other, and the humans who owned them didn't notice it,

The curtains were drawn silently, the video was turned off, Fu Nanshang opened the door lightly, saw Chu Shangqing sleeping soundly by light, smiled, and walked out.

"boss?"

"Shh-"

The assistants watched Fu Nan sit at Secretary Chu's desk.

Assistant C didn't know, so Assistant A quickly sent a message to the office software.

"Attention all departments. The boss's computer has been flooded and reported for repair. Now he is temporarily using Secretary Chu's computer."

As soon as she finished posting, it was already bustling everywhere.

Chu Shangqing, Chairman's Office: You made up the entire market environment, how did so many words appear here through your sense of shame?

Chu Shangqing, Chairman's Office: I don't have basic language organization skills, and I need someone to help you sort out every item. Remember to transfer the money for language tutoring to Secretary Chu's account.

Chu Shangqing, Chairman's Office: I saw your determination to transform into a film and television company in Lehai's project report.

……

In less than 10 minutes, the assistants began to miss Secretary Chu tremblingly.

Secretary Chu!help!Boss, he's gone crazy again!

On the sofa in the chairman's office, Chu Shangqing fell asleep unconsciously for almost an hour. When she woke up, she stared at the dimly lit office in a daze for a long time before realizing where she was.

Opening the curtains and tidying up the sofa, she looked in the mirror to see that there was nothing wrong with herself before walking out with the cup.

"Where's the boss?"

Quails, ah no, it was the assistants who were trembling. Assistant A said: "The boss said to go out and come back before get off work. Secretary Chu, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I missed my work by about an hour. After get off work, you go first, and I will make up the work."

"...No need, boss..." Assistant A is a conscientious person, and he really can't say that the boss has done the work for Secretary Chu. The boss obviously thinks that Secretary Chu has too little work!Secretary Chu's workload has skyrocketed!

Seeing their expressions, Chu Shangqing was prepared, but looking at the records on the computer, she still couldn't help but want to sigh.

Chu Shangqing, Chairman's Office: Zhuonan Real Estate Shanghai Branch is requested to resubmit the market research report on real estate sales in Shanghai.

Chu Shangqing, Chairman's Office: Please organize the contents of our previous exchanges into documents and submit them to all members of @FST wailian temporary group

Chu Shangqing, Chairman’s Office: The chairman hopes that Lehai will carefully consider the proportion of the number of big IP development projects in the project. According to the current market survey, players’ acceptance of big IP games has become weak without innovative gameplay. , more market research and demonstrations are necessary.

Chu Shangqing from the chairman's office: I am Chu Shangqing himself. I have returned to work and can continue to communicate at work.

Assistant C's phone flickered, and it was a message that popped up. She glanced at it and couldn't help clicking several +1's.

"Although it was only an hour, when Secretary Chu came back, he felt the warmth of watching the spring return to the earth."

"You have seen the storm before you know how precious peace is!"

Fu Nanshang, who returned downstairs to the Fu Group Building with a paper bag, received another call from Song Qinya.

"How is it, have you two pulled into the distance?"

Zooming in, it doesn't work, and it's awkward.

Fu Nanshang chose to shut down the phone again.

He understood a truth.

If Song Qinya could be an emotional consultant, she would not be single until 32 years old.

Everyone is the same single dog, rich in theoretical knowledge, very cool in brain supplementation, and messy in operation.

Commonly known as waste.

The author has something to say:

Song Qinya: Anyway, Fu Nanshang, you are so stupid.