Fu Shaobei looked at him quietly for a while without saying anything.
Peng Junkai felt nervous, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
He wondered if he had used the wrong move.
Don't flatter the horse's hooves.
But then, Fu Shaobei said: "I'll leave this matter to you."
After saying that, he lowered his head and continued the video conference that was interrupted just now.
Peng Junkai knew that his homework was not in vain.
He immediately found someone to order a dress from an internationally renowned designer and sent someone to deliver it to Shen Ning's hotel.
He hesitated for a long time about whether to leave his business card or not, but decided: keep it!
If Shen Ning receives a gift and doesn't know who sent it, wouldn't the boss's good intentions be wasted
But don't make it too explicit, lest Ms. Shen get too proud, and the boss will suffer in the future.
Peng Junkai thought about it and wrote only the word "Fu" on the business card.
It not only lets Shen Ning know who sent this gift, but also maintains the boss's cold attitude.
But he didn't expect that the result of doing so would be counterproductive.
Peng Junkai also suggested that the boss wait for the other party to receive the gift and then make a phone call to greet him.
Fu Shaobei said nothing, but gave him a cold look.
Peng Junkai immediately exited the room wisely.
He has been guessing whether the boss will make this call.
Now that he heard the boss's tone of thunderous fury, he knew that he must have beaten him.
I just don't know what the boss said on the phone. It didn't please Miss Shen, but it seemed to be a slap in the face.
Peng Junkai was also helpless.
He originally meant well, but Fu Shaobei, who had never been in love before, really left him speechless.
Suddenly, he had an idea, grabbed the book on the table, and entered Fu Shaobei's office.
Fu Shaobei frowned slightly and stared at him with dark eyes.
Peng Junkai's heart rose to his throat: "Young Master Fu."
At a glance, he saw the cell phone smashed to pieces on the ground and felt that something was wrong.
"Get me an invitation to tonight's auction."
Fu Shaobei said coldly.
"yes."
Peng Junkai quickly agreed.
He waited for a long time, originally expecting to see a thunderous wrath, but he didn't know there wasn't one.
"go out."
Fu Shaobei lowered his head to work and never looked at him again.
Is this the end
Peng Junkai was unexpected and breathed a sigh of relief.
He took two steps and suddenly found the hand he was holding. He stopped hurriedly, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to step forward and put the book on Fu Shaobei's boss's desk.
"What's this?"
Fu Shaobei glanced at the title of the book, immediately frowned, and spoke in a bad tone.
"Yes, I bought it. Mr. Fu can take a look when he is free."
Peng Junkai's tongue was knotted. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately ran away and left the office before the boss lost his temper.
Fu Shaobei stared at the book, and his first reaction was to grab it and throw it into the wastebasket.
But his eyes suddenly fell on a line of small words in the book.
The hand that was about to throw the book unconsciously took it back.
"If you like her, tell her, otherwise it will only make her farther and farther away from you..."
Fu Shaobei's heart moved.
He closed his laptop, sat at the desk, took a deep breath, and slowly turned to the first page.
*
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Ning woke up.
She was in good spirits and made a phone call to order dinner for herself.
Because she knew that Chen Mingli and her daughter would definitely not know how to eat.