She felt that such things as feelings were really amazing. Not long ago, she loved him to the death, but in the blink of an eye, those loves disappeared completely.
It was another brand new week, at noon on Monday, when Lin Jiayi was on her lunch break, she was woken up by a call from her assistant.
Being disturbed in her clear dream, she felt a little uncomfortable. After answering the phone, she was even more upset when she heard the assistant tell her about Qin Ting again.
"Mr. Lin, Mr. Qin came to the company to look for you again. This time he is different from before. He...he made a big fight..."
The assistant made a video call to her. After the assistant's voice settled down, the picture on the phone screen changed from the assistant's face to the lobby on the first floor of Lin's enterprise.
The eyes are full of roses and pink balloons, which is a very romantic scene.
Qin Ting was wearing a suit and standing in the sea of flowers, shouting one after another: "Lin Jiayi, I love you."
If you don't know what he is doing behind the scenes, just judging from his appearance alone, he is really infatuated.
"Look, Mr. Lin... What should we do? Many people from the company have come downstairs to see... It's not good for him to continue making trouble like this?"
Lin Jiayi ignored the assistant's words, stared at Qin Ting on the screen, and somehow thought of the navigator... I used to really think that Qin Ting like this is so handsome, charming, and attractive, but now... how does she feel, he Isn't this battle more masculine and pleasing to the eye than the picture of the navigator wearing an apron frying eggs in the kitchen
"Lin Jiayi, I don't know why, you suddenly ignored me, I think, maybe I didn't do well enough, here I say sorry to you, I hope you can give me a chance to make me better ... Lin Jiayi, I know you will definitely see this scene, I am here to express my determination to you today, I will stand here, waiting for you, waiting for you to appear... "
Obviously she is the heroine in the video, but Lin Jiayi is like watching a TV series, watching with gusto.
"Boss Lin? Boss Lin?"
The assistant's voice interrupted Lin Jiayi's interest in watching the show: "Don't worry about him, let him shout if he wants to..."
As she said that, Lin Jiayi yawned: "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep, if it's still because of him doing this kind of moth in the company, you don't have to call me... With this time, I'm still Why don’t you watch Korean dramas more often, the scenes where the male protagonist confesses his love are much more romantic than this one…”
With that said, Lin Jiayi hung up the phone without waiting for the assistant to speak, and went back to sleep.
When she woke up again, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.
When she picked up the phone, she saw the WeChat message sent to her by her assistant. It was a few photos. Qin Ting had changed from standing and yelling to kneeling, with a serious face on his knees.
There are several text messages from the assistant below.
"President Lin, what should we do?"
"Mr. Qin said that if you don't show up, he will keep kneeling."
"Kneel until you appear..."
Lin Jiayi was typing casually, and while replying to the assistant's message, she went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water: "If he wants to kneel, he can kneel, but you ask the security to invite him out and let him kneel on the street. If he makes a fuss , you call the police, um... don't say it's me... just say it... means a cash machine... oh, the cash machine is Lin Jiage..."
After replying to the news, Lin Jiayi sat at the desk with a water glass in her hand. She turned on the computer, and when she was bored when it was turned on, she reached out and pulled the drawer on La Xia Shangzhou's desk. something familiar...
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