Zheng Qian answered Ling Ruya's call in the tea room, and then went back to the office to find Xiang Tingting.
Xiang Tingting was naturally very happy.
She only had Zheng Qian as her close friend. Last time, she was punished by Yang Fang to sit in the front row, and lost the opportunity to continue to go in and out with Zheng Qian. Unexpectedly, Zheng Qian did not alienate herself, which also made her completely firm in the message of friendship.
"Tingting, I have something to trouble you with."
Zheng Qian's eyes flickered, and she looked a little embarrassed. "There is a meeting at 10:30, but I have something to do and need to leave. You can help me take the shift and just play the slides. I will treat you to dinner later, okay?"
"It's just a small matter, of course no problem."
Xiang Tingting agreed immediately, and said with a smile: "Don't be so polite next time."
"Okay, then thank you," Zheng Qian smiled and nodded. When it was nearly 10:30, she really gave Xiang Tingting a USB flash drive, and then she left with her bag on her back.
Seeing Xiang Tingting still waved goodbye to her enthusiastically, Zheng Qian showed a hidden sneer at the corner of her mouth.
Who said Xiang Tingting is the easiest person to fool in the whole office?
She deserves to be the biggest victim.
In the president's office, Mo Jingchuan was also preparing to go to a meeting.
Seeing Zhang Fengfeng chatting with Yiren enthusiastically, he coughed unhappily, "She is still my personal secretary now, shouldn't you return her to me?"
Zhang Fengfeng glared, "Why should I return her to you?"
"I have a meeting! I need a secretary!"
Mo Jingchuan wanted to strangle Zhang Fengfeng to death, but Su Yiren smiled and made peace, "Okay, Fengfeng, you come with me to the conference room, it's the same if we chat quietly in the corridor."
"I think he is just a clingy person."
Zhang Fengfeng rolled her eyes at Mo Jingchuan unceremoniously.
Even if Zi Jie'er really married him, she would have her own private space. This guy wouldn't even leave her at all. Isn't he too clingy?
Mo Jingchuan's glares were all directed at Zhang Fengfeng.
Knowing that Yiren was going to be his wife, she was tactless enough to stay away from him, thinking that she was a troublemaker.
Su Yiren walked in front, and Mo Jingchuan and Zhang Fengfeng followed behind her, fighting with each other with their eyes, neither of them was willing to accept the other. But when Su Yiren turned around and looked over, the two of them immediately smiled in tacit understanding.
Humph, I won't give my treasure to the other!
It was a routine executive meeting. When Mo Jingchuan entered the conference room, everyone was there. He presided over the meeting, and Su Yiren chatted with Zhang Fengfeng in the corridor.
"Can I really make a movie?"
Su Yiren was a little curious. She didn't understand anything, okay?
"Of course," Zhang Fengfeng nodded affirmatively, "Nowadays, many young stars and handsome guys are doing well in the entertainment industry even though they have paralyzed faces. I will find a professional teacher to teach you. With your intelligence, you will definitely surpass them."
Those who are only good-looking can do well, so of course Zi Jie'er can do well too.
"That's fine."
Su Yiren has never been involved in that industry, and she is also interested in giving it a try.
Moreover, when she was Mrs. Mo, she regarded Mo Jingchuan as her heaven, and the focus of her daily life was only Mo Jingchuan, and she could live happily, but now she can't do it.
Mo Jingchuan has cut off her dependence on him and let her mind regain freedom.
Now she can only promise to love Mo Jingchuan the most, but her body and her soul belong to her, and she has absolute control over them.
So, she wanted to follow Fengfeng to make trouble!
"Hey, the atmosphere is wrong?"
Zhang Fengfeng suddenly said something out of nowhere while they were chatting. Su Yiren followed her gaze and looked into the conference room. She just happened to see Mo Jingchuan with a look of rage on his face. He threw the water cup in his hand away with a palm.
The cup fell to the ground with a clang, and everyone inside and outside the room was silent, with horror on their faces.
Soon Mo Jingchuan came out.
Glancing at Zhang Fengfeng, "You and Yiren go upstairs to chat, I'll take care of something."
"Oh, right away."
Zhang Fengfeng knew that Mo Jingchuan would not speak without a purpose, and did not blame him. She immediately wanted to take Su Yiren upstairs, but Su Yiren looked at Mo Jingchuan stubbornly, "Is it about me?" "
It's just that there are some problems in the company. I'm afraid that the quarrel will affect your mood."
Mo Jingchuan softened his voice, "Be good, you go upstairs with Zhang Fengfeng first. When I'm done, I will ask you carefully about going to Lu's to film. If she doesn't treat you unfairly, I will agree."
"You are hiding from me."
Su Yiren frowned, "What is it that requires you to urge me to leave like this?"
"It's really just a small matter," Mo Jingchuan's tall and straight figure blocked the door. Su Yiren couldn't see the situation in the conference room. She took two steps back, her eyes turned cold, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Zi Jie'er..."
Zhang Fengfeng pulled her sleeve, trying to persuade her to leave first.
The matter that made Mo Jingchuan deliberately try to get rid of her must be very important.
"I want to know the answer."
Su Yiren was also stubborn, staring at Mo Jingchuan with her almond eyes. Mo Jingchuan looked at her for a while, and finally reluctantly opened the door, "Some things I already knew, just don't get angry."
Su Yiren frowned, feeling something was wrong.
She walked into the conference room quickly and looked up to see several pictures on the big screen. The pictures were lines of chat records, all of which were conversations between her and "Xinxin" about their mission experiences.
Su Yiren's mind exploded.
Her almond-shaped eyes suddenly narrowed, and a little cold light flashed. She didn't know how this thing appeared in the company's executive meeting?
"Xinxin" actually betrayed her!