Fu Zhengzheng hurriedly gets up to stop the man, but finds that it is Min Zhongxu.
Right, besides Han Sixian, only Min Zhongxu comes in the vice president’s office without knocking at the door.
Min Zhongxu passes by Fu Zhengzheng like a gust of wind, but soon he walks back, blinks his eyes and says, “Hey, little Zhengzheng, you don’t look fresh today, do you?”
Fu Zhengzheng shrugs her shoulders and smiles sweetly, “Nothing. I just accidentally provoked a crow in the morning.”
She always has a good impression of Min Zhongxu, especially after going shopping with Zhu Linglong.
“A crow? Where is the crow?” Min Zhongxu doesn’t understand for a moment.
“Ahem.”
Hearing the cough from Han Siqi, Min Zhongxu rushes to him and deliberately reports his work in a solemn manner, “Report to Mr. Han, I went to inspect the goods personally, and find that this batch of building materials from Wenhai is fully qualified.”
“OK.”
“Siqi, I think the quality of this batch of building materials is very good. Why did they fail to pass the acceptance check the other day?”
Han Siqi glances at Min Zhongxu with sharp eyes. Min Zhongxu immediately says smilingly, “I’m just curious. Okay, I won’t ask anymore.”
Fu Zhengzheng serves Min Zhongxu a cup of water, but is stopped by Han Siqi. “Manager Min has a lot of things to do, and he has no time to drink water here.”
Min Zhongxu, who is ready to take the cup, stops his hand in the air. He looks at Han Siqi with grievance and says, “You don’t care about your subordinates.”
Han Siqi is not moved. Min Zhongxu has to leave angrily.
As Fu Zhengzheng is ready to turn around, Han Siqi throws a document into her arms and says, “Go and send it to Manager Min.”
Fu Zhengzheng finds that it is the bank statement that Min Zhongxu has left. She quickly runs out to stop Min Zhongxu who is about to enter the elevator.
Min Zhongxu takes it over and says smilingly, “Thank you, little Zhengzheng.”
In fact, Min Zhongxu and Fu Zhengzheng are about the same age, but he is used to adding “little” before a young girl’s name.
“Manager Min, wait a minute.” Fu Zhengzheng stops him and asks in a low voice, “Manager Min, don’t you really know why this batch of Wenhai building materials is clearly qualified, but it was not accepted the other day?”
Min Zhongxu immediately looks at the vice president’s office. Seeing that there isn’t any movement, he thinks for a while and then says, “Because of you.”
“Me?” Fu Zhengzheng keeps her eyes wide open, because she doesn’t expect Min Zhongxu to give such an answer. She has only met Fu Wenhai once. How can it be related to her?
Min Zhongxu replies earnestly, “Lin Jiao is Fu Wenhai’s lover.”
“What?”
Fu Zhengzheng seems to understand everything.
Because Lin Jiao is Fu Wenhai’s lover, Han Siqi believes Fu Wenhai must be able to contact her, thus giving Fu Wenhai pressure. No wonder Lin Jiao, who used to be so proud, would beg for Fu Zhengzheng to forgive her!
But what if Fu Wenhai can’t find Lin Jiao? Isn’t Han Siqi afraid that lacking these building materials will affect the process of other projects in Weihan?
“Little Zhengzheng, Siqi usually seems to be cold to employees, but in fact, he is very concerned about his employees. Xu Yan’s father was ill a few days ago, and Siqi specifically asked people to visit him.” Min Zhongxu smiles and goes into the elevator.
Fu Zhengzheng slowly turns back to the office. How can she not understand what Min Zhongxu mean?
But she still feels that Lin Jiao’s case was totally different from Xu Yan’s father’s illness.
When she looks at Han Siqi, he is still staring at the computer screen carefully. She sighs softly: Han Siqi, do you care about me? But you have a beautiful female friend, Li Xiaomeng, and a girlfriend, Qiao Keren, whom I have never met before. You never lack beautiful girls. What am I in your eyes?
If I’m as devoted to you as they are, I’m afraid it won’t be far from the days when you get bored with me.
Fu Zhengzheng, mind your own business and don’t think too much. After finishing the task, Han Siqi will be a stranger to you. She inwardly persuades herself, but her heart can’t help hurting.
She tries to adjust her state of mind, and then gets down to her daily work again.
It’s time to get off work. Han Siqi walks past Fu Zhengzheng with his notebook in hand.
“Hey, wait a minute,” Fu Zhengzheng stops him, “Mr. Han, well, I took the wrong clothes yesterday, and I want to change it later. Could you help me pick up Fu Xing after school?”
Han Siqi glances at her, answers “OK” and then leaves.
Fu Zhengzheng quickly clears her desk, takes out her handbag and a paper bag from the cabinet, and leaves in a hurry.
After she comes to Tianhong Mall, she finds the clothes store according to the brand on the clothes. As soon as she enters the store, the clerks greet her warmly.
When Fu Zhengzheng explains to them that she took the wrong clothes with a customer who bought the clothes here yesterday, a shop assistant enthusiastically checks the invoice and then tells her apologetically that it is not bought with a membership card, so there is no contact information of the customer.
Fu Zhengzheng just tried asking, and the result is the same as she has expected, so she is not very disappointed. She picks up the bag and returns to the station, looking around, hoping that the man will appear nearby.
The coat in this bag is beautifully packed, expensive in price and chic in style, but the color is not bright enough. It should be bought for women aged 40 or so. Maybe the man intends to give it to an important elder, or maybe it is a birthday gift!
Although Fu Zhengzheng has a bad impression on the man, she still wants to return the clothes to him. At least only when she meets him, can she get back her own clothes?
As the sky gradually darkens, street lights, advertising lights and neon lights begin to decorate the liveliness of the night.
Fu Zhengzheng stands on tiptoe to look around again, suddenly seeing a familiar figure. She is frightened to hide behind a billboard.
After a while, she secretly pokes her head and sees that there is no shadow of Yang Tao in the distance. Then she sighs, remembering that the police station of the B city is near here.
She looks around again, but still doesn’t find that man. She looks at the clock, thinks for a while and then comes back to the store. She describes the man’s appearance again, leaves her phone number and tell the clerks that if the man buys this coat again, they must tell him about it.
The cashier promises enthusiastically. But when Fu Zhengzheng gets out of the shop, she sneers at herself for being so silly. Businessmen are mainly driven by profit, so who will refuse to make money?
By the time she gets “home”, it is already over seven o’clock, and Chen Qiaolan has just prepared the meal.
Seeing Fu Zhengzheng coming back, Fu Xing greets her happily, “Mommy, have you changed your beautiful clothes?”
“Mummy forgot to bring the invoice and will change it tomorrow.” Fu Zhengzheng finds an excuse.
After the meal, Fu Zhengzheng takes Fu Xing back to their room to help with his homework.
When Fu Xing is doing his homework, he suddenly asks, “Mommy, kindergarten will hold parent-child activities the day after tomorrow, and I want you to come with Daddy, okay?”
“No.” Fu Zhengzheng explains at once, “Your daddy is busy with his work. It is okay to have Mommy with you.”
Fu Xing looks up at her with some grievance, and says, “But Mommy, I’ve already told my friends that Daddy will be there.”
“Then you can explain that your daddy is on a business trip. Anyway, Mommy will certainly come there.”
To be honest, she just doesn’t want to have too many close contacts with Han Siqi. Besides, being his maid for a month from tomorrow on has already annoyed her.
“Mommy, don’t you usually teach me to be an honest child? A child who lies is not an honest child.”
Fu Zhengzheng doesn’t know what to say.
“Besides, I have told Daddy, and Daddy has agreed.”
Fu Zhengzheng now remembers that her son said that he wanted her to come with Daddy, not Daddy to come with her.
After thinking about it, she patiently explains to her son, “Xingxing, this daddy is not your blood daddy. If your blood daddy comes back in the future, other children will laugh at you.”
Fu Xing immediately shakes his head like a rattle-drum. “I don’t want anybody else to be my blood daddy. I just want him to be my blood daddy.”
Fu Zhengzheng looks at her son helplessly with a broken heart. He is only a child and shouldn’t bear these complicated relationships. She sighs at the thought of Nian Xi, a man who is missing.
Fu Xing immediately comes to pull Fu Zhengzheng’s hand and says in a low voice, “Mommy, don’t be unhappy. I will never ask about Daddy again.”
Fu Zhengzheng strokes her son’s face lovingly, and holds him in her arms.
She wants to tell her son not to expect so much from Han Siqi. They will go back to A city and leave the common life circle with Han Siqi sooner or later.
Maybe a few years later, Han Siqi will be the daddy of another child. By that time, he will surely forget her and Fu Xing completely.
Shaking her head in secret, she laughs at her and her son for being so silly.
She has decided to give herself one more month. After helping Xu Yan avoid the punishment, if she hasn’t found any clues by then, she will apply to Yang Tao to quit her job here, and take her son back to A city, return to her former life, and say goodbye to Han Siqi thoroughly.
After checking her son’s homework and watching him fall asleep, Fu Zhengzheng gets up to take a bath, and then goes to rest.
Just as she walks into the bathroom, suddenly there comes a few subtle sounds outside. Fu Zhengzheng immediately goes to the door and puts her ears against the wall to listen to the sounds outside.
According to the usual rest time, Aunt Chen should have gone to bed at this time. As for Han Siqi, he is usually working hard in his room.
Fu Zhengzheng slightly opens the door, and finds that there is no one in the second-floor corridor, and that the door of a nearby room slightly opens. She quietly walks over and sees from the crack that Han Siqi is sitting there with his back to the door.
Just then, there are noises downstairs again, which frighten Fu Zhengzheng: are there thieves?