Warm to resist the discomfort, nodded slightly.
"Well, I have time to play."
Although she didn't know why Zhao Zhiqing suddenly changed her attitude towards her, she should be polite.
Watching Zhao Zhiqing leave, the maid behind trot over, holding her mobile phone in her hand.
"Miss Wen, I'm calling."
Tang Yichen's phone number
Warmth took it, answered the phone, and said strangely, "Hey, Tang Yichen."
Tang Yichen just finished the meeting, sitting in the meeting room, raising his hand, the subordinates in the meeting room immediately packed up and left.
Tang Yichen changed his mobile phone in one hand and rubbed his temple with the other.
During a period of time in Haicheng, all the work of the group was suppressed. From the meeting at 6 o'clock in the morning until now, I feel dizzy!
Hearing the sound, Tang Yichen's mouth curled up, and he asked softly: "Why take so long to answer the phone?"
Warm back, and didn't tell Tang Yichen about Zhao Zhiqing's coming to the house.
"Are you not at work?" Warmth changed the subject.
Tang Yichen did not continue to question, raised his wrist and glanced at the time, and said in a low voice, "I'm hungry!"
hungry
Warm sat down, leaned on the sofa, and glanced at the maid who was staring at her curiously.
The maid squeezed a smile, and some envious young men who were so indifferent were so gentle to Miss Wen, and she was so spoiled...
"Then I let the chef at home bring you lunch?" Warm said tentatively.
The man at the other end was suddenly silent, obviously dissatisfied with the warm response.
Warmth reacted immediately and changed quickly, "Then I will send it to you, okay?"
Yes, there is still a bit of consciousness!
Tang Yichen unconsciously pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Well, I will let Jiulong pick you up!"
Hanging up the phone, Warm asked the kitchen to prepare Tang Yichen some of his favorite dishes. When Jiulong arrived, she also prepared almost the same.
Sitting in the car, looking warmly at the lunch box next to him, he couldn't help but say, "Nine Dragons, where does Tang Yichen usually eat when he is hungry?"
How could you think of letting her send it to him
Jiulong smiled, "Usually it is done in big hotels and sent to the young and old."
In fact, she has given it to the young and old before, but now Jiulong is trying to mention the previous things as little as possible, so if you don't say it, don't say it.
He pursed his mouth warmly and kept eating from the hotel. No wonder he didn't want to eat.
Warmth walked in front, and Jiulong walked behind carrying a lunch box.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the president's office, before the warmth knocked on the door, I heard Tang Yichen not knowing who he was talking on the phone, and his temper was very bad.
"I said, if she knows, don't think about it for your family."
Warm's hands were stiff, and Jiulong frowned, fearing that Warm would hear anything, but when he was about to speak, he was stopped by Warmth.
"And the person you just came back, if she also knows, your company doesn't need to exist."
Tang Yichen's voice became more and more indifferent. Warmth heard the voice disappear, and warmth knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
Tang Yichen's temper was so bad that he couldn't help shaking with warmth.
"Tang Yichen." Warm said softly.
Tang Yichen's body stiffened, and when he looked back, he saw him looking at him with a warm smile on his face.
Tang Yichen glanced at the warm Jiulong behind him coldly. Doesn't this trash squeak
Jiulong swallowed subconsciously, not knowing how to explain it.
"Who is angry again?" Warm walked over and put the lunch box on the table.
Upon seeing this, Kowloon pulled the door and left.
Tang Yichen followed Warm behind, watching her take out the food.