Yesterday, the boss went to see Miss Shan, but I thought that this injury could not be related to Miss Shan.

What's the point of fighting these two people in love and love each other?

Just as he was thinking, his cell phone rang.

“Hey, is that right?

Yes, I got it.”

Han Ji said to Zhou Yunliang: "Boss, Lawyer Wang said just now that Xu Yu called him and asked for your phone number."

Zhou Yunliang nodded, his eyes fell on his black phone.

The next second, the phone screen lights up and vibrates.

Han Ji felt something, and saw his boss curl up his thin lips and pick up his cell phone.

"Hello.

Hello, Mr. Yan.

Well, yes, Mr. Yan is polite.

good."

When Zhou Yunliang put down his phone, Han Ji said, "Boss, don't you really need to look for a doctor for your hand?"

"No."

Zhou Yunliang played with his other uninjured hand, looking very good.

Han Ji cut open the tablet in his hand and started today's work report.

“…It’s time to have a dinner with Mr. Chen tonight.”

"Turn off the dinner party for me."

"?"

"I've made an appointment tonight."

“Boss…”                                                            �

Zhou Yunliang raised his eyes and gave Han Ji a look of not saying anything more.

Han Ji could only swallow the words to his mouth, "I understand."

"Dongdong."

Han Ji looked back at the door of the president's office and said, "Come in."

The assistant lady pushed the door and reported, "President, a lady named Zheng said she wanted to see you."

Miss surnamed Zheng?

Could it be Zheng Shanshan?

Han Ji looked at Zhou Yunliang and heard him say indifferently: "Let her come in."

See you?

Then it must be Zheng Shanshan.

"Zhou Yunliang!"

At first glance, Zheng Shanshan, who had been dressed up, came in with a snack box in her hand, ignored Han Ji, and walked directly to her desk, put the box down, and smiled coldly at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yunliang glanced at Han Ji indifferently and signaled him to go out.

Han Ji nodded, turned around and closed the door and left.

Reaching backwards to the back of the chair, Zhou Yunliang said indifferently: "Why are you here?"

His attitude was like a basin of cold water, pouring his head towards Zheng Shanshan.

His face changed, and the little girl pouted with grievance, "I miss you."

After she said that, Zhou Yunliang did not respond.

Zheng Shanshan bit her lip and pushed the snack box forward: "I specially bought the snacks in Chunchuan. Their snacks are the best. Do you want to try them?"

“I don’t like sweets.”

"...Are you angry?"

Zheng Shanshan carefully observed Zhou Yunliang's face, "I will do what you asked me to do."

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Yunliang looked up at her.

Seeing that he had a reaction, Zheng Shanshan promised even more confidently: "Really, I will do it well."

...                                                               

As the executive president of the Expo, he is too leisurely.

The place to eat is a private club. For Shan Yiqian and Xu Yu, it is a bit of a problem to eat here.

However, Shan Yiqian could still understand Xu Yu's idea.

After all, Zhou Yunliang was invited, so it should not be too shabby.

Because they didn't have a car and needed to take a taxi, in order to avoid the embarrassment of Zhou Yunliang, they came over half an hour in advance.

In the private room, Xu Yu lowered his head to sort out his clothes.

His suit was newly bought this morning, and it was actually very good, but he still couldn't stay here and there.

This is a typical manifestation of inferiority complex.

Xu Yu has experienced many times in the past, including banquets and social gatherings of all sizes, and has seen many celebrities and politicians. How could he have such a time of disconfidence?

"Xu Yu."

"Um?"

Shan Yiqian smiled, reached out to help him clean his collar, and said gently: "It's already very good."

Xu Yu understood what she meant, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he held her hand.

"I'm sorry, I..." Before he finished speaking, the door of the box was pushed open.

When the person came in, his sharp eyes flashed over the hands that were holding each other together, and his double pupils instantly became a little darker.

Shan Yiqian subconsciously pulled back her hand and stood up with Xu Yu.

"Mr. Zhou?"

This was the first time Xu Yu saw Zhou Yunliang, and he was shocked by his aura.

The other party is definitely a phoenix among people, and he is not comparable to him.

Zhou Yunliang's eyes were withdrawn from Shan Yiqian's face and nodded politely to Xu Yu.

Xu Yu quickly walked around the table and met Zhou Yunliang, "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yunliang shook hands with him and said indifferently: "Hello."

"Mr. Zhou, let me introduce you to me. This is my fiancée, Shan Yiqian."

Hearing the three words "Fiancée", Zhou Yunliang's lips curled up with a touch of mockery.

"I know."

He said, looking at Shan Yiqian and smiling gently: "We know each other, aren't we?

Yiqian."

Zhou Yun finished speaking sarcastically, Xu Yu looked at Shan Yiqian, "Yiqian, do you know each other?"

Shan Yiqian's face looked very bad, and she smiled stiffly. She gritted her teeth, "Yes, we, Zhou and Mr. Zhou, we know each other."

“Not only do we know each other, we are also familiar with each other.”

Zhou Yunliang then threw the bomb, "This time, I'm also looking for Yi Qian's sake."

What does it mean to be for her sake?

!                          Why did Zhou Yunliang say that?

!                                                              �

!                                                              �

Xu Yu asked Shan Yiqian in a low voice.

Shan Yiqian did not ignore Zhou Yunliang's expression of watching the show, and reached out to pull Xu Yu's clothes, "I'll go back and tell you."

Indeed, now is not the time to ask about these questions.

But Xu Yu's expression didn't look as good as before, and doubts lingered in his heart and soon turned into stones and pressed down heavily.

"Mr. Zhou, please sit down first."

Going sideways away, Xu Yu reached out and made a "please" gesture, allowing Zhou Yunliang to take his seat first.
To be continued...