In front of Fu Yi, Quan Qiao no longer concealed herself.
She said indifferently to Kathleen on the other end of the phone: "I gave you a chance."
Just that morning, considering that Kathryn was the chief designer of LOS, she made a special call.
But the ending...
Kathleen felt devastated when she thought of that phone call.
At that time, Quan Qiao gave her a special opportunity, but she did not cherish it. She scolded Quan Qiao so arrogantly and even maliciously edited and exposed the recording on the Internet.
Now the entire Internet is filled with insults and slander against Quan Qiao.
Just thinking about it, she raised her hand and slapped herself a few times, saying with great regret:
"Boss, I really know I was wrong, I didn't know you were the boss.
Can you give me another chance? From now on, I will work like a slave for you, no matter what!
I am just a dog you raise. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west. If you tell me to climb a mountain of swords, I will never go down into a sea of fire! "
"I'm sorry, I have no interest in dogs and I've never owned one."
Quan Qiao's voice was indifferent and cold, and she hung up the phone.
She didn't think the other party's apology was meaningful.
Are they apologizing because she's the president of LOS? If she's not, they can continue to bully amateurs?
Haha, you bully the weak and fear the strong.
Quan Qiao returned the phone to Xiran and continued walking towards the restaurant.
Fu Yi followed behind her, his eyes deep.
When the two arrived at a wisteria corridor, there was no one around.
Fu Yi suddenly stopped and called Quan Qiao:
"Quan Qiao, shouldn't you explain something?"
How did he become the president of LOS at such a young age, just 18?
According to him, LOS has a history of hundreds of years and has always served the royal family.
Although the company is not on the top 100 of the Forbes list, it is because they are low-key and have never applied for listing.
In fact, the real funds are immeasurable.
Quan Qiao heard his voice, turned around, stared at him and asked:
"In what capacity do you ask me this question, Mr. Fu?"
She had a smile in her eyes, like a little elf expecting something.
Fu Yi's face darkened slightly. He stared at her for a long time before speaking:
"At least he's your boyfriend on paper. Shouldn't he know a little bit about you?"
"We're boyfriends on paper, so shouldn't we do things boyfriends should do? For example..."
As she spoke, Quan Qiao placed her finger on her red lips and tapped lightly:
"A kiss or something? Get to know my temperature~"
Fu Yi...
Quan Qiao is still Quan Qiao after all.
He didn't ask any more questions and walked towards the cafeteria.
Quan Qiao curled her lips, still so easy to tease.
She followed Fu Yi and explained lightly:
"I said I just raced and they gave the company to me. Do you believe it?"
Fu Yi didn't say anything, his expression was cold, and he obviously didn't believe it.
Racing is something that only rich kids can do, and it requires at least a dozen years of training.
Quan Qiao is so young and her family was not well off when she was little, so she probably doesn't have the conditions.
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Quan Qiao didn't say much.
After the two arrived at the restaurant, the chef prepared ordinary home-cooked meals this time. There were no candles or flowers. It was as ordinary as it could be.
The chef rubbed his hands and said to Fu Yi, "Professor Fu, there shouldn't be any problems this time, right?"
Fu Yi glanced at him, said nothing, and sat down at the side of the dining table.
Quan Qiao didn't say anything and sat down to eat his meal.
The chef couldn't stop sweating on his back.
Why does it feel like Professor Fu and Quan Qiao's pressure is stronger this time than last time?
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