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    Chapter 2: Reception at the front desk

    The next day, Qiao Xiaocheng came to the company on time.

    He Yishui arranged the work for her with a smile: "From now on, you will be at the front desk, answer the phone, and let the visiting grandchildren sit in the corner and wait. Order takeout for those bastards at noon. No problem.  Bar?"

    What¡¯s the problem with this?  Qiao Xiaocheng said: "Okay."

    What a docile and good baby, He Yishui was very satisfied: "If you need anything, just come in and see me. Don't be embarrassed, you are always welcome."

    While they were talking, Zhou Yu came in from outside.  Qiao Xiaocheng stood up and greeted politely: "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

    Zhou Yu's expression froze for a moment, while He Yishui's face was so deformed that he couldn't help but smile.  Zhou Yu looked at him, and he quickly said seriously: "Xiao Qiao, just call me 'Mr. Zhou' from now on."

    ?? Qiao Xiaocheng obeyed and immediately said obediently: "Good morning, Mr. Zhou."

    ¡­Zhou Yu didn¡¯t know what he wanted to say for a moment, but it was true that he wanted to beat He Yishui to death.  He nodded and went straight to his office.

    When he passed the corner, He Yishui suddenly asked Qiao Xiaocheng quietly: "Why did you call him here before?"

    Qiao Xiaocheng¡¯s face turned red: ¡°Huh?¡±

    He Yishui felt inexplicably vulgar: "Isn't it called brother Zhou?" Or is it called darling?  He Yishui felt very excited when he thought about someone calling Zhou Yu "dear".

    But Qiao Xiaocheng obviously didn¡¯t think so. She said, ¡°No! Mr. He, I don¡¯t think I¡¯m suitable for the job here. I¡±

    Realizing that he had indeed gone too far, He Yishui quickly surrendered with both hands: "No, no, no, I'm just chatting with you casually. You work hard, I'm leaving."

    He returned to the office, and Qiao Xiaocheng breathed a sigh of relief.  After all, it is very stressful to have people inquire about old relationships all day long.

    He Yishui left, but Qiao Xiaocheng soon discovered that the business volume of this company was really pitiful.

    Throughout the morning, not to mention visitors, not even the phone rang.  Everyone in the office is busy - some are playing Xiaole, some are playing League of Legends, and some are "eating chicken".

    ?? Will such a company really not go bankrupt?

    Qiao Xiaocheng was very worried.

    At eleven o'clock at noon, the miscellaneous fish in the work group emerged one after another like breathing.  This one said: "Xiao Qiao, I want to eat Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles!"

    The one said: "Xiao Qiao, order me a beef brisket set with rice."

    There was a lot of news going on, and Qiao Xiaocheng was always careful, so she quickly wrote them down one by one.  Everyone ordered food, but Zhou Yu was the only one who didn't make any move.  Qiao Xiaocheng thought for a while and made an internal call.

    In the office, He Yishui opened a bottle of Zhou Yu's collection of red wine and said, "This time, the employer is willing to spend a lot of money. I think the price can be raised further. But you also know the difficulty."

    Zhou Yu said: "It's too dangerous. If Zheng Ping is willing to take it over, let them do it."

    He Yishui handed him a glass of wine: "Okay. Anyway, I'll listen to you."

    Just as I was about to continue talking, the phone rang.  Zhou Yu picked up the answer, and Qiao Xiaocheng's voice was really like an orange, so sweet that it was refreshing. She asked: "Mr. Zhou, what would you like to eat for lunch?"

    It¡¯s really strange, how can this woman who can block her WeChat still use such a voice to ask him what to eat for lunch!

    Zhou Yu frowned slightly, and He Yishui's ears stood up. No matter how Zhou Yu's eyes were as sharp as a knife, he would not leave.  Zhou Yu confronted him for a while and finally said, "No need."

    He Yishui was greatly disappointed, but Qiao Xiaocheng said: "Okay." Then hung up the phone.

    Zhou Yu stared at him. He immediately realized the danger and raised his hands: "Go to your favorite restaurant, I'll treat you."

    But this trick obviously doesn¡¯t work now. Zhou Yu said calmly: ¡°I don¡¯t like any restaurant.¡±

    When he said this, his expression was extremely serious. He Yishui knew that he was in trouble again and hurriedly slipped out.  Then he smelled a fragrance and turned around to see Qiao Xiaocheng warming the bento he had brought in the tea room.

    She has always liked to cook her own meals, so she even chose the school closest to home.  Just so I can go to school.

    He Yishui poked his head over and took a look. What Qiao Xiaocheng brought for him today were stir-fried shrimps with broccoli, beef cubes fried in soy sauce, and a hibiscus egg.

    They are all home-cooked dishes, but they are really delicious!  He Yishui said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Qiao."

    Qiao Xiaocheng turned around and He Yishui said: "You are such a good cook"A middle-aged man, looking haggard, but not scary.

    What is really frightening is that behind him, there is a blood-red person clinging to his back.  The bloody man has exactly the same facial features as him.  But he didn't seem to realize it at all. When he saw Qiao Xiaocheng, he said in a hoarse voice: "I made an appointment with Master Chang."

    Qiao Xiaocheng tried her best not to look behind him, but on his back, the bloody man slowly turned his head as if he knew Qiao Xiaocheng could see it.  Qiao Xiaocheng's legs were shaking. It was an illusion!

    She lowered her head and looked at nothing. Everything was an illusion.

    Since her mother committed suicide when she was twelve years old, she has undergone many strange changes.  For example, she can understand mice talking, and she can often see such people, unconsciously carrying versions of themselves of different colors.

    She knew she was crazy.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? I'm just crazy enough to be considered sane.  She understood that these were just illusions, so no matter how scared she was, she did not scream loudly - because then everyone would know that she was a madman.  She tried hard to hide herself, wore the most ordinary clothes and went to the most ordinary university. She tried hard to pretend to be a normal person and live among normal people.

    But the situation is getting worse.

    And the medicines prescribed by psychiatrists failed to cure her.

    She endured the shaking of her hands and dialed the number.

    She still knows what this man refers to as "Chang Shi".  It's a female supervisor in the company named Chang Feng.  Moreover, Chang Feng did have a client appointment today, and the man's name was clearly written on it - Dong Yunhui.

    Sure enough, the phone call came, and Chang Feng came out after a while.  She has short ear-length hair, wears a rose-red professional suit and white high-heeled shoes, and is capable in words and deeds.  Because of He Yishui's publicity, everyone knew that Qiao Xiaocheng was Zhou Yu's ex-girlfriend. Chang Feng smiled at her very gently.

    Seeing Qiao Xiaocheng busy pouring water, she said: "Don't worry about him, you are busy with your business."

    Qiao Xiaocheng¡¯s voice was weak, but she still said with a smile: ¡°I don¡¯t have much going on here, nothing to be busy with.¡±

    Chang Feng smiled. She looked about thirty-seven or eighty-eight years old. She behaved neatly and looked like a big sister: "No one cares about what you do here. You can watch dramas and drink coffee. If you are really bored, go downstairs.  There are several shopping malls you can go shopping in.¡±

    Qiao Xiaocheng always responded double to others' kindness and immediately said: "Okay, Sister Chang. If you need any help, just tell me."

    Chang Feng really likes her, and her beauty must be one of the main reasons.  Qiao Xiaocheng stopped here. Even if it is a vase, it is also a treasure in the art world.  From this point of view alone, Mr. Zhou's vision is really good.

    The second thing is to love to laugh.  No matter when, girls who love to smile are always particularly lovable.

    She nodded and said: "Okay." When she turned back to look at the man, her attitude was not so good, and she said coldly: "Come in!"

    Qiao Xiaocheng watched the two of them walk in. The blood-red man on Dong Yunhui's back slowly turned his head, grinned, and gave her a weird smile.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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