After the National Day holiday, the company's employees are still busy and don't seem to be stagnating because they missed out on the Qifan case.
Gu Xijun sat in her seat, looking at the jewelry publicity plan she had designed for Qifan in her hands, with mixed feelings in her heart. After nearly a week of recuperation, her face had also regained its rosy color, and the humiliation and remorse deep inside her heart had also been temporarily put aside because of the busyness of the early morning.
I don't know when to start, Liang Hang unconsciously stood behind her, immovably put down a thick stack of documents, and asked with concern: Is the body better?
Perhaps too focused, Gu Xijun was startled and asked with a bitter smile, Manager Liang, why are you walking without a sound?
You were the one who was so focused that you didn't realize I was standing behind you. Liang Hang had recovered his spirited look after the vacation adjustments. He carefully surveyed Gu Xijun's rosy cheeks and laughed softly, After being sick for a while, how come I find your face looks better than before?
After freezing for a few seconds, Gu Xijun responded awkwardly that she might have been working overtime a lot a while ago, and that's why her face didn't look good.
Doubtfully meeting Gu Xijun's eyes, Liang Hang slightly nodded his head and encouraged: the previous period of hard work, the weekend when the rest of the work is dealt with, I will invite the group's staff to dinner, you also go together.
For the company's group activities, Gu Xijun had always rarely participated. She was so quiet, and the occasions of partying and eating and singing karaoke were genuinely unsuitable for her.
But I...Gu Xijun just wanted to refuse, but she was already blocked by Liang Hang's retreat.
A company party, not one less.
Having said that, Gu Xijun would look like a pretentious person if she refused again, so she had to reluctantly agree.
During her lunch break, Gu Xijun was still busy in front of her computer. A vegetarian sandwich and milk was the lunch she took for granted.
Xiao Zhao from the design department, a girl with a lot of words, jogged to Gu Xijun's side and reported in a loud voice as if she had discovered a new continent: Xiao Gu, someone in the lounge is looking for you.
Looking for me? In the unfamiliar city of Hai, Gu Xijun had no friends other than her coworkers, so who was looking for her?
Arriving at the lounge with a puzzled mood, Gu Xijun saw a familiar figure sitting on a chair, looking around.
Aunt Chen, why did you fall here? Gu Xijun was taken aback, and the guilt of leaving without saying goodbye yesterday was then used to her heart. It couldn't be that Cheng Zihao knew that she had escaped privately, and was taking Auntie Chen to task even when she was away on business, could it?
Aunt Chen saw Gu Xijun walking over, excitedly greeted, and hurriedly took out the lunch box from her accompanying backpack and handed it over, bitterly smilingly paraphrasing: you left without saying goodbye yesterday, scared me so much that I immediately called Mr. Cheng, who said that you should have returned to the company, and also asked me to prepare a good lunch and send it over.
Thinking of the unchanging sandwiches, Gu Xijun nonchalantly opened the lunch box and exclaimed with a smile, Thank you, they are all my favorite dishes.
Eat, you are too thin. Aunt Chen took out the chicken soup from the thermos again and reminded: the chicken soup that was boiled for a morning, removed the skin, will not be too greasy.
Gu Xijun thanked her repeatedly, her heart flooded with the slightest touch. However, Cheng Zihao's cold and arrogant face once again sprang to mind, and after a pause, only then did she softly ask: If Cheng Zihao comes back, please tell him not to look for me in the future.
Mr. Cheng is very busy at work, I hope you can sympathize. Aunt Chen smiled awkwardly and said, Since he has already given in, I hope that you, Ms. Gu, won't make things difficult for me by refusing his good intentions.
Although she had only been together for five short days, Gu Xijun felt a sincere and inexplicable fondness for Aunt Chen. If Cheng Zihao was atoning for what he had done after getting drunk that night, no amount of resentment on her part could change the fact that it had already happened.