Chapter The Treasure of the Table 2
“President, this is my job, my job.”
“Well, even so, thank you.”
Striding towards the president’s office, Wen Jin’an pushed open the door with one hand. Wen Jin’an turned back and said, “Give me the cooperation case you mentioned on the phone.”
“Yes, I’ll get it right away.”
At the end of the day’s work, Jin Huaixia’s cell phone rang towards the end of the day.
Picked up the mobile phone and looked at it. It was a strange number.
Hesitated, she picked it up.
“Hello, hello.”
“It’s me.”
A cold middle-aged female voice came from the cell phone.
Hearing this voice, Jin Huaixia frowned.
It’s Ximu.
Why would Simmy call her?
After swallowing her saliva, she said, “Madam Xi, can I help you?”
“I will go to the beauty salon with the beautiful woman tomorrow. If you are all right, come with me.”
Tomorrow is the weekend. Xi Zheng hasn’t come back from a business trip because of the company. She has no appointment.
However, Xi’s mother suddenly called her and went with her and Xu Jiaren. You don’t have to guess. This is equivalent to a Hongmen banquet.
Can’t wait for Jin Huaixia’s answer, Xi’s mother sneered, “why? What’s wrong with Miss Jin? Unexpectedly, Miss Jin is so difficult to make an appointment.”
Xi’s mother’s cynicism made Jin Huaixia subconsciously pinch his cell phone.
For Xi Zheng’s sake, no matter what, she should try.
Xi’s mother hated her so much that it was Xi Zheng who was embarrassed in the end.
Even if there is a chance of one in ten thousand, she should work hard.
“No, Madame Shea, I’ll go.”
“Uh-huh.”
Xi’s mother listened to her consent, said the name and time of the beauty salon, and hung up the line neatly.
Put down the cell phone, Jin Huaixia sighed deeply.
“What’s the matter?”
Suddenly, Wen Jin’an’s voice came.
Jin Huaixia looked up and saw him leaning against the doorframe with a shallow smile on his mouth.
“President.” Stand up and Jin Huaixia lowered his eyes.
Wen Jin’an stepped up and stood at her desk. “Is there anything difficult? I hear you sigh.”
“That,” licked his lower lip, Jin Huaixia looked at him and said softly, “Nothing, president, I can handle it.”
“That’s good.” Wen Jin’an said, only listen to the elevator door noise.
The next second the door opens and someone walks out.
“Jin’an.”
“Porcelain?”
Su porcelain hugged his arm, lifted his face and said sweetly, “Are you surprised or not? Is it not surprising?”
Wen Jin’an gently caressed her hair. “Why are you here?”
“Pick you up from work.” Su porcelain said, looking at Jin Huaixia, “Hi, Huaixia.”
“Miss Su.”
“Can we go now?”
“Yes.”
Looking at Wen Jin’an holding Su porcelain to the president’s office, Jin Huaixia found himself extremely calm, a little envy but not jealousy.
Her three-year crush on Wen Jin’an has been completely put down.
Now, she is full of only one other person.
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When I got home, I was hungry but didn’t want to cook.
When Xi Zheng was here, the food for two people was better than that for one.
Basically, he did it.
The open Xi family is very small, and it is common for her to wash her hands and make soup.
Obviously, he spoiled her.
The more I think about this, the more I think about him.
I haven’t received any text messages or phone calls from him all day today. Are you still busy?
Thinking, Jin Huaixia took out his cell phone, rowed around, and followed his inner subconscious mind and called him.
When she reacts, the phone is connected.
“Summer.”
Biting his lower lip, Jin Huaixia pasted his cell phone on his ear. “Oh.”
“What’s the matter? Call me, do you miss me?”
Well, I miss you.
In fact, it is not so difficult to say it.
With a gentle smile, Jin Huaixia heard his own voice: “Well, I miss you.”
Over there, Xi Zheng paused, ecstatic.
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“What’s the matter? If you miss you, say you miss you, right?”
“Yes, very yes, there is nothing more right than this.” At this point, Xi Zheng walked to the French window. “I miss you too. I miss you so much.”