Fu Nuan pressed her lips tightly, looking at the glass of wine in front of him, a little embarrassed.
She knows that drinking is inevitable for socializing, but her drinking volume is not good, not to mention that the other party is still a dangerous person.
Unable to shirk, she had no choice but to take a sip, and then wanted to bring the topic back to the signing.
Fu Siro tried to interject several times to no avail. Since Fu Nuan came in, the middle-aged greasy uncle ignored herself.
"Mr. Zhou, let's still talk about business..."
"Miss Fu, are you not giving me some face to Zhou?"
Zhou Guokang's expression suddenly sank.
He didn't know Fu Nuan's identity. He thought it was a pretty secretary lady of the Rong Group, and blamed her for being so unruly.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm here to sign the contract. If you are really sincere, don't delay. If you haven't figured it out yet, we can talk about it next time." Fu Nuan bluntly threw out such a sentence.
For this reason, she can't take care of offenders anymore. If she wants her to accompany her to eat, drink and laugh, it's still... She can't do it!
Zhou Guokang doesn’t look like a good person this time...
Zhou Guokang put the wine glass on the table heavily, obviously angry, and he was not as polite as before, directly exposing his nature.
"If you want me to sign a contract, just drink this glass of wine obediently. Drinking with me is comfortable, and I will agree to as much as you want me to sign!"
"Can't do it!"
"you!"
"Mr. Zhou calmed down, don't be angry..."
Fu Sirou called him in a soft voice, and leaned forward with a soft body, put some wine in his glass, and smiled: "She is such a person who is incomprehensible. Don't know her in general. "
Zhou Guokang really took Fu Sirou's delicate and fragile set, and the anger that came up against him was extinguished by this soft whisper, and his face returned to normal.
"It's the secretary lady who knows and is interested, come, let's have a drink."
Fu Sirou drank a glass of wine very cooperatively, and deliberately printed her red lips on the edge of the cup, showing her flattery, making Zhou Guokang about to lose her soul.
Although he liked the later Miss Fu more, the Miss Sirou in front of him was not bad. Since the previous one made it clear that you can't eat it in your mouth, it's not bad to be able to eat this one, so why not
The two of you came and went, completely ignoring the existence of Fu Nuan.
Finally, Fu Nuan made an excuse, took the bag and turned around and left.
After walking out of the private room, she took a deep breath. Well, she admitted that she was no match for Fu Siro in this entertainment.
When he got home, Rong Yu was already in the study.
Seeing that the woman came back so early and still looked downcast, he probably guessed the result.
"Maybe I'm really not suitable for this..."
Fu Nuan buried her head in her face and arms, and she looked a little depressed.
Rong Yu gently hugged her without asking what happened, but just accompanied her quietly.
"Are you not asking about the situation?"
"I'm waiting for you to say."
She raised her head and looked at him close at hand, "Thank you for trusting me, but I still messed up things and offended people."
She evasively told Rongyou what happened. After all, the company still has cooperation, and she didn't want to tell the truth, which would affect the relationship between the two parties.
However, it can be seen from her reaction and content that this matter is not as simple as she said, she has concealed something.
The woman who even dared to hit him, probably didn't want to have a foothold in Rongcheng.
Rong and his eyes sank, his thin lips pursed lightly, cold and gloomy.
…
Fu Siro drank a lot of wine, but she was still sober.
Zhou Guokang's greasy face dangled in front of her, and she knew that a pair of salty pig's hands moved her hands and feet, and she felt sick.
But in order to successfully sign the contract, she had to endure it.
She must win this cooperation and let Rong Yu look at herself with admiration.
"Little beauty, don't go back tonight, have fun with me!"
Having said that, Zhou Guokang picked up the man sideways and took him back to the room he opened in the hotel.
Fu Sirou regretted why she didn't drink more alcohol, which paralyzed her nerves.
In this way, she was so sober but still pretending to be drunk, letting such a disgusting old man do whatever she wanted. She was so disgusted that she almost wanted to strangle him, but she had to deliberately please.
There was a red light spot concealed in the darkness, and Fu Sirou didn't know that this beautiful scene of the night was recorded.
…
After being tossed by that old man all night, when Fu Srou woke up, the person was no longer there, and the signed contract was on the table.
Thinking of what happened last night, she had a chill, and she had never seen such a nasty and perverted man!
But fortunately, he was quite convinced, and he really signed the contract.
Holding the contract in her hand, Fu Sirou smiled triumphantly.
She still won this game!
The process is not important, the result is what she wants.
After changing into clean clothes, she drove to the company and walked into the group building with her head high.
Fu Sirou thinks she is the hero of the company now. If Rong Yu knew that she had signed the contract so quickly, she would definitely have a high look at her!
Thinking about it this way, her mood gradually became happy.
However, the next moment, she met Fu Nuan in the elevator.
But on second thoughts, she was the winner and Fu Nuan was the loser. She was the one who had the capital to laugh now.
"Sister, morning."
Fu Nuan just gave a faint "um", and didn't want to pay much attention to the people coming.
As the elevator went up all the way, Fu Sirou couldn't help feeling proud, pretending to say: "You really shouldn't have left so early yesterday. But it doesn't matter, I have signed the contract, and it is considered that the company did not lose customers."
After listening to her, Fu Nuan was not too surprised.
Before leaving last night, seeing Mr. Zhou's "very happy talk" appearance by Fu Si Ruan, it was normal after the cooperation talks.
"Oh, then congratulations."
Fu Nuan replied indifferently, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.
"It's not that I said you. If you bear a little bit more patience, you might be the one who negotiated a cooperation."
Fu Siro's words were somewhat complacent, and she taught herself to others: "It's useless to talk about business."
Fu Nuan ignored her and didn't want to talk.
As long as Fu Sirou thought that he would be able to claim credit in front of Rong Yu immediately, he felt excited for no reason.
Don't know what reward he gave her
After getting out of the elevator, Fu Nuan entered the president's office. Fu Sirou first went to the bathroom, put on makeup, cleaned up his clothes and sprayed some perfume, looked at himself in the mirror, and walked towards the president's office with great satisfaction.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door, and then pushed the door in when she heard "Enter".
"President Rong, I have signed the contract."
With that, Fu Sirou put the signed contract in front of Rong Yu, waiting for him to praise him, and said some official words intentionally or unintentionally.
However, after waiting for a long while, the man didn't even lift his head, let alone look at her directly.
After a while, there was only an extremely indifferent voice: "Good job."
Fu Nuan, who was working with his head down, didn't have any thoughts or reconciliation when he heard this. He was indeed inferior to others.
"Let down the contract, you can go out."
Rong Yu's tone couldn't hear any emotions.
Although Fu Sirou was unhappy and could not get any substantial benefits, she still went out peacefully.
After waiting for someone to leave, Rong Yu lightly tapped the table with her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at Fu Nuan, who was immersed in work.
"Not reconciled, eh?"
"No." The woman raised her eyes to look at him, and said seriously: "I am indeed inferior to her. She can win cooperation for the company, which is very good."
"I never thought about why she could make a deal?"
Fu Nuan shook his head, "She can speak and endure better than me."
"Naive."
The smile on the corners of Rong Yu's lips was helpless, his wife was really naive.
"She can beat you, not by ability."
Not ability? What does it rely on
"What do you mean?"