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ed high with labor contracts. She shrugged helplessly, "The supervisor asked me to work overtime. I just want to finish these quickly and go get my eyelashes done." "You go ahead, don't delay someone...#Which moment made you decide to be with him

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Yu Qing didn't go in.

But suddenly, a scene popped into my mind, Fu Jichen's broad figure, clearly entering the frame.

More than two months ago, that night, a heavy downpour occurred.

I worked overtime until 10 o'clock, thinking the rain would stop, but it didn't.

It's difficult to hail a cab on a rainy day.

At the foot of the company building, I met the president of the group, Fu Jichen.

That was their second time meeting.

He remembered it and sent it back.

On the road, the rain got heavier and heavier. The driver didn't know the conditions of the taxi stand's roads and drove to a low-lying area. The rainwater overflowed the exhaust pipe and the car stalled.

Fu Jichen crossed his legs and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend"

In that case, the question was too outlandish. However, I still replied, "No."

He hummed softly, then pushed the door open and went out.

It's easy to imagine the rain water being very muddy.

He held up an umbrella with one hand and offered the other, saying, "Hurry up."

Sitting in the back, watching his hands, she was taken aback.

After all, he's still the boss. It's not good to just grab him at will.

Fu Ji-chen looked at her, "With this reaction speed, how did you get hired by the Fu Corporation's legal department"

He didn't grab his hand, he quickly moved to the side of his car.

He tucked the umbrella into his hand, and before he could react, he bent down and scooped up a princess carry...

"Yu Qing, do you go straight home after work"

The sound of my colleague Zhang Xiaochi's voice pulled me back to reality.

Yu Qing turned her head, "Hmm." She had nowhere else to go if she didn't go home, and she couldn't afford to be carefree right now.

"What's wrong" he asked.

Zhang Xiaochi pointed at the window.

Yu Qing only then realized that outside, the city was enveloped in black clouds, just like the arrival of night.

Zhang Xiaochi was full of worry outside. This rain probably wouldn't let up.

Looking down at the new shoes on her feet, she glanced out the window and made up her mind: "If it doesn't stop raining after work, I'll take a taxi. I'll give you a lift too, the subway is a nightmare in heavy rain."

As soon as the words left her mouth, a sudden silence descended upon the air.

Yu Qing: “...”

Chapter Xiaochu thought that going home was returning to the rented house.

However, that is not the case.

The rental unit is used to store bags.

I won't be staying there anymore.

Colleagues always thought he lived there. Not many people at the company know his relationship with Fu Chen, so everyone is very careful every day, for fear of “being caught.”

However, Fu Jichen isn't home tonight, he's on a business trip. It doesn't matter where he stays.

Waving to Zhang Xiaochi, he gave a heart shape with his hand and said, "Thank you."

Zhang Xiaochi: "Don't be polite with me."

I've always owed Yuqing a favor.

Yu Qinggang was just on the job then, working all night with him.

Remember that.

That's settled then. I'll take a cab home after work.

Yu Qing swept a small pendant on the table and sent Fu Jichen a message: "I'm moving into my rented house tonight. Find a professional book. Let the chef not prepare dinner for me."

Fu Ji Chen is probably busy, no reply.

Yu Qing put several important contracts in the safe, hooked her finger on the key ring, and took a cup to the tea room.

We met by chance, running into a new colleague from the Ministry of Justice who was also waiting for coffee.

My colleague, who is around the same age as me, joined the company at the same time. However, they took over the position that was originally mine.

The manager assigned the tedious, repetitive, and low-skill positions to .

Yu Qing glanced sideways at her colleague before walking past, focusing on taking her coffee, her eyelids barely moving.

My colleague looked Yu Qing up and down with a glance, those shoes, no more than three or four hundred yuan.

Then, catching sight of Yu Qing's keychain in his hand, he scoffed disdainfully.

"Lawyer Yu, where did you get this keychain It looks just like the real one and it's pretty too."

Though his words were spoken with a smile, they were laced with sarcasm and biting remarks.

Little shop

What's the deal

How similar is it to the genuine article

Yu Qing took the full cup of coffee and raised her eyes, smiling at this new colleague who hadn't even bothered to remember her name. "I think I bought it from a small shop."

After a few seconds, as if remembering, "Oh, I got it at the Louis Vuitton flagship store in Li's family."

The other party choked.

Yu Qing sipped her coffee and leisurely walked out of the tea room.

Fu replied, "Go back early."

Is to let him take the book and return to his apartment.

Yu Qing put her phone in her pocket. She didn't want to go back and forth on a rainy day.

Anyway, he is out of town on business.

Back in the office, Yu Qing took out the contract and continued working.

These are the distribution contracts of Duo Xin Beverage Company. Duo Xin is a wholly-owned subsidiary of Fu Group.

This beverage company was bought by Fu Ji-chen two years ago. He revamped the production line and replaced most of the management and operational team.

In just two years, it has achieved such an impressive market share.

The Fu Group is involved in finance, insurance, banking, real estate, medicine, and technology sectors. DoXin Beverages is its least conspicuous subsidiary.

Next to the computer, the phone vibrated twice. Glancing at the note, I put on my headphones.

"Little Yu, I have something to tell you. Things are really tight financially for me right now, and I'm having trouble making ends meet. I can only sell the house I rent to you."

"Didn't I tell you the other day that I was going to list it with a real estate agent Well, who knew, just one day after listing it, there's already a client wanting to see the place. You see... thanks for your help."

Two voice recordings, with voices filled with guilt and self-blame. The second one also includes sighs.

Zhang Xiaochi probably has the ability to foresee things, and had already expected to return to his rental house, so he wanted to take a taxi with him.

Yu Qin took off her headphones. Despite the fact that she had tried to convince him otherwise, her landlord and boss was still selling the house.

This house was rented for less than half a year, and it wasn't lived in for a few days. It was mainly used to store luxury goods.

Continuously, Qian Lao's messages came in again, all about how he would compensate after selling the house, including reimbursement for the initial renovation costs.

For him, money is no object.

Those limited-edition handbags, clothes, shoes, various jewelry accessories, especially the beloved perfumes, are quite a hassle to move around.

These things can't be moved to Fu Jishen's apartment yet. Given Fu Jishen's current state, the apartment is only a temporary residence, not as good as a rental for the long term.

Suddenly, ‘whoosh,’ the heavy rain that had been looming all afternoon finally poured down.

Even in the office, you could smell the fresh scent of rainwater washing away dust as the wind and rain lashed outside.

Yu Qingqi closed the window. It was raining heavily outside. He replied to the landlord: "What time did you arrange for the client to view the property I'll head over as soon as I get off work."

Mr. Qian was fired up and said 5:30.

He said again: "I've sent my son to pick you up. It's not easy taking the subway in the rain."

Yu Qin originally wanted to refuse, but when she saw the meeting time, she realized there wasn't enough time to drive there.

However, I already made plans with Zhang Xiaochu. 【Uncle Qian, my colleague and I have made a bet to race cars, so could you please give me a ride It's convenient for both of us. 】

No problem, no problem.

Soon, the landlord gave his son's WeChat business card to him, the name is Qian Cheng.

When adding Wechat, Yu Qin told Zhang Xiaochi about her situation.

This rain fell for more than two hours, it gradually stopped when it was almost time to get off work, and the clouds and mist dissipated.

Yu Qing received a message from Qian Cheng: "Yu Qingjie, I'm downstairs at your company now."

Yu Qing had a brief encounter with Qian Cheng. Back then, when the renovation plan was designed, Yu Qing let the landlord come to the site for confirmation.

The landlord went there with his son, and all the details were agreed upon before they began installing anything.

"At the time, Qian Cheng jokingly said to her: 'Sister, you say you're renting a house, but you don't know how long you'll live there. You might get married and have a house soon! Why spend a year's rent on renovations' "

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The room is simple and bright, making one feel good. At that time, there was no shortage of money.

If I were to buy anything right now, not even a spatula.

"Xiaocheng, let's go," Yu Qing began organizing the contracts.

Zhang Xiaochu's desk was piled high with labor contracts. She shrugged helplessly, "The supervisor asked me to work overtime. I just want to finish these quickly and go get my eyelashes done." "You go ahead, don't delay someone viewing the house," she added.

Yu Qing closed her computer, put away the contract cabinet, washed her coffee mug, and took her bag to wait for the elevator.

It was rush hour, and every elevator to our floor was packed.

Yu Qing subconsciously looked towards the presidential elevator at the edge. Unexpectedly, the elevator was running, the numbers jumping to '42', and soon, it passed this floor.

Fu Ji-chen is out on business, probably an assistant from the general affairs department.

Thinking about it.

I waited for three trips before I finally managed to get into an elevator.

Outside the building, Qian Cheng was waiting on the steps.

Yu Qing walked closer, and Qian Cheng blushed: "I ran out of parking today, so I borrowed a car from a friend at the last minute. By the time I got here, it was rush hour, so I didn't dare to drive in."

Saying that, he pointed north. "It's on the road at the bend."

The road in front of the Fu Building is one of the most congested sections of the urban area, and it can take three to four hundred meters without half an hour.

Qian Cheng was afraid of wasting time, so he could only walk over and greet her, "Sister, I'm really sorry."

Yu Qing shrugged. "I take the train every day, even if it's a long way. I'm used to it, no problem."

Qian Cheng is young but careful. He reminded Yu Qing, "It's windy today and the temperature is low after the rain. You're wearing so little, I'm afraid you'll get cold. Do you have a coat at the company Why don't you go up and get it"

Yu Qing was wearing a work suit. "It's okay, I usually dress like this," she said. It was a little cold, but bearable.

The two of them chatted as they walked side by side.

Outside the building, a few people from the administrative department came out together.

"Is that Yu Qing's boyfriend"

"Probably, that guy's bag is with Yu Qing's."

It's not actually a series, it's just like a brand, similar in a way, and looks like a package.

It was an unknown brand, a few hundred dollars. I bought it at a shop near the rental house. When I first got it, Qian Cheng walked by and also bought one. It's really practical and durable.

"I think Yu Qing's lifestyle seems pretty good. She doesn't care about whether it's a luxury bag or not, and she doesn't mind her boyfriend walking to pick her up."

As she said this, she looked at the tens of thousands of yuan bag on her shoulder, which she had bought after years of saving.

On the sidewalk, Yu Qing and Qian Cheng had walked far ahead, much faster than the car.

Qian Cheng's phone rang, and the two of them broke off their conversation. He answered the call.

The wind after the autumn rain wasn't as biting as in winter, but it was still cold enough to make Yu Qing shiver. She crossed her arms to gather warmth around her chest.

Underestimated the cold wind today.

Qian Cheng walked in front, taking a phone call and arranging for the house workers to deliver goods. As he was talking, he forgot that Yu Qing was still beside him.

He took big strides and quickly left Yu Qing behind.

Yu Qing ran to catch up, just running to warm herself up.

In the blink of an eye, we've already walked half the road.

The motorcycle lane was jammed, gridlocked, and it took several minutes to move just a couple of meters.

Even though I'm back home, I still think about how warm it was in the car.

During lunch, my dad posted a rare朋友圈 on social media. A new model of sports car was unveiled at an international auto show, and it was the one Zhong had mentioned.

Now I can't even afford to buy a rearview mirror.

The meaning of dad is too obvious. As long as you go home and obey the arrangements, this kind of sports car will be no problem at all, even if it takes enough to form a team.

But it's impossible to obey his father.

Yu Qing thought about her father's attitude and the hassle of the upcoming move, she didn't notice that the rear window of a black car on the motorcycle lane slowly lowered.

A piercing, inscrutable gaze was sizing things up.

Just now, Qian Cheng was so engrossed in the phone call that he ran several times to catch up. His pace lagged behind Qian Cheng's every step.

Yu Qing's phone vibrated. It was Fu Ji Chen calling.

After the call connected, the other party only said three words: "Look to the left." Then, the call ended.

Yu Qing suddenly turned her head and met those cold, eerie eyes.

Didn't this man say he was going to Shanghai for lunch today How is he still in Beijing

Fu Ji-chen leaned his arms on the car window, glanced at Yu Qing's bag, then at that man's bag. Finally, his gaze fell on the man's face. He smiled ambiguously, but his eyes held a warning like autumn reckoning.

Yu Qing took his phone away from his ear. He probably had a dinner engagement tonight, still in his black suit.

Even more rarely, he wore a tie.

This was the first time he'd worn a tie, a dark red and black striped one. One point for effort, two points for trying... but the remaining seven points were somehow made better by him wearing it.

From the enigmatic look in his eyes just now, he seemed to think he was closely related to Qiancheng. Coupled with the text message this afternoon saying he wouldn't be returning to the apartment, it's hard not to misunderstand.

On the street, too lazy to explain.

With a smirk playing on his lips, he met her gaze.

This smile fell into Fu Jichen's eyes, turning into a mischievous smirk.

There's even worse.

Yu Qing lowered her gaze to him with a playful smile, then sent him a few glances that were like strings of autumnal eyes.

Fu Ji Chen fell silent, feeling as if he had been teased.

Close the car window.

Qian Cheng was still on the phone, completely unaware of what had happened.

At that moment, a strong gust of wind rushed in, ‘slap-slap’, raindrops hit the leaves and splashed onto Yu Qing, who quickly swatted at her hair and forehead.

Both cold and miserable.

>After great joy, sadness is sure to follow.

I still don't know how that man Fu Jichen could gloat.

Fu Ji Chen stared out the window for several seconds, then sent Yu Qing a message: [Come here].

Yu Qing stared at her phone screen for a moment, guessing what he was up to. However, she decided to go over anyway. She wanted to see if there were any spare clothes in his car that she could borrow to keep warm.

Fu Jichen looked at the sidewalk, Yu Qing came over. The wind was cold, he couldn't help but shiver his shoulders.

Yu Qing walked to the car and before she could even speak, the window rolled down.

After a moment of silence, Fu Ji-chen took off his suit. His pockets on both sides were empty. He threw the suit to..., it landed on his head, covering his entire face.

Yetang pulled his suit jacket off from his head, the car window was already shut. and it wasn't lived in for a few days. It was mainly used to store luxury goods.Continuously, Qian Lao's messages came in again, all about how he would compensate after selling the house, including r...