I parked the car aside, went up to the second floor, passed the secretariat, and found that all the seats were empty.
She had a prediction in mind and knocked on Fu Weilun's office door, but as expected, no one responded.
Fu Xiao pushed the door open and walked in, but saw no one.
Look around.
The office was still the same as before, except that there were more than a few more stacks of manuscript paper on the shelf next to the desk.
The tea can was almost half empty.
Even the bottle of mint pills she had prepared earlier was empty.
Fu Xiao refilled the teapot and added another bottle of mint pills.
I put my hands on my hips and looked around. There was nothing left to pack.
Although the manuscript papers on the table were in a mess, she didn't move them.
Everyone has their own habits. The seemingly messy arrangement has meaning to Fu Weilun. What if she messes it up and delays his work?
I sat on the sofa for a while, feeling a little bored, so I stood up, walked to the window, leaned on the windowsill and looked out.
Falling leaves...
Pedestrians walked in a hurry.
Suddenly, a smile appeared in his eyes.
She saw Fu Weilun walking slowly into the Municipal Party Committee.
There were several secretaries standing behind him, and two people standing beside him were talking to him.
As if he had heard a joke, Fu Weilun raised his eyebrows, looked at them with a half-smile, waved his hand casually and said, "Let's report this matter."
Fu Xiao didn't use her mental power, she recently learned to read lips.
The two wanted to say something, but Feng Shuheng, who was beside Fu Weilun, raised his hand to stop them.
Fu Xiao said lightly: "Elegant, really elegant."
I have this feeling every time I see Fu Weilun. Whether he is walking or talking to people, I feel that there is an elegance around him that is hard to conceal.
Just like now.
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