time-limited addiction

As soon as she got in the car, she took off her jacket, folded it, and returned it to its owner, silently.

When the carriage was closed, there was a smell of books and ink coming from him, which could be said to be a smell without any desire.

Zhou Xiangqun only said, "Xiao Zhang, Jing Ji."

Not interrogative sentences.

Famous official cuisine.

She discovered that there was a kind of man in this world who never spoke with questions.

Full decision.

"I'm not hungry."

Zhou Xiangqun looked at his watch, slowly took off the pen he wore on his chest and wrote on the paper, "From 2:46 to 8 p.m., what did you eat?"

"Although Rongpai is delicious, it's so expensive. Do you have money?" Shen Jing suddenly asked.

The question was very sincere and considerate.

The most shocked person was the driver. He turned his rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye and saw that his leader’s forehead muscles were bulging.

That bag of soy milk and fried dough sticks, and the frugal and simple old man's style, Shen Jing's impression of Zhou Xiangqun will never change in her life.

Zhou Xiangqun's expression was tense, he looked at the good show in the rearview mirror and ordered, "Xiao Zhang, step on the accelerator and take her home."

"I won't say anything while eating." She said honestly.

Amused by her, Zhou Xiangqun held back his laughter and handed her the tissue, "Aren't you going to cry?"

"Hungry."

The corner of Zhou Xiangqun's mouth twitched, "Ah Chen must have been unable to change his mind to like you."

What a joke.

The word "like" is quite luxurious for Mr. Tuesday.

She said she didn't speak, she really didn't speak. Her chin was pressed against the window, and her eyes were reflected in the glass window, and her eyes were wet and spinning.

Zhou Xiangqun opened the cowhide document bag and handed her a form. "If you have a complaint against someone, write it down and submit it to the relevant supervision department. After verification, someone will investigate the problem."

Shen Jing turned around and asked, "Are you helping me?"

Zhou Xiangqun's face was expressionless, "You don't have a nice word to say, who wants to help you?"

Shen Jing didn't answer. In business competition, opponents have no moral bottom line. Once nothing is found, their opponents will only treat her harder. She understands her current situation.

The two got out of the car one after the other and entered the restaurant.

After a meal, she ate very slowly.

Zhou Xiangqun gave her a bowl of fish maw soup and placed it in front of her.

"Thank you."

She gently picked up the spoon with both hands.

She pinched it with her fingertips. She used to play the pipa and her nails were always clean. This time, she put on a layer of clear nail polish, making them pink and tender.

little girl.

Zhou Xiangqun withdrew his gaze and ate quietly.

Zhou Xiangqun didn't say a word throughout the entire dinner.

Shen Jing thinks that people named Zhou don't like to talk during meals and are too polite.

Once you finish eating, what you say is no longer human.

She has only had contact with two men from the Zhou family.

He has power, fame, power, and wealth, but he is a man with another side hidden deep in his heart. He is very good at disguising himself. He will only let you see the side you should see, creating an illusion that he seems to be like this. people.

You can never understand his true nature.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhou Xiangqun sent her back to the Shen family and followed her into the Shen family's house.

In the middle of the night, the Shen family went to bed, leaving the door open.

She was in a state of despair, and he couldn't trust the little girl after all.

The servant came down the stone steps.

"Miss Fourth, we couldn't find you all night."

Seeing Zhou Xiangqun…

"Zhou... Zhou..." the servant quickly changed his words, "Mr. Zhou, why are you here late at night? It's snowing. Come in and have a cup of tea." Zhou Xiangqun only said, "I met your fourth lady on the way and sent her back on the way."

"She may have caught a cold, so be careful."

"Okay, I'd really like to trouble Mr. Zhou to go there in person. I'll ask the old gentleman to come to the front yard." The servant greeted him politely while leading the way.

"Mr. Shen is ill, so I won't disturb Mr. Shen's rest." With that, he held a black umbrella with one hand and turned to leave.

The servant had no choice but to take Shen Jing back to her room first.

When he got back into the car, he suddenly noticed the small Xiangfeng bag in the driver's seat.

Thinking that Shen Jing might have forgotten it, she handed it to the driver and said, "Take it to the Shen family."

"Okay." The driver just took it.

As soon as the zipper came loose, several boxes of stuff fell out of the car.

From under the eyes of two people.

The driver thought it was a girl's cosmetics and bent down to pick it up.

Looking at the words above, the driver immediately raised his head and smiled brightly like a flower.

Zhou Xiangqun asked abruptly, "What is it?"

The driver's head turned. It was inappropriate to mention this word that he didn't understand in front of a veteran cadre who had been single for many years, and said in a roundabout way, "Maybe it's candy."

Zhou Xiangqun nodded heavily and said meaningfully, "Do you really think that I am illiterate? I can't read?"

There are words on it, three big blue letters.

"I'm sorry, sir, I thought you didn't see it. I was just joking. You are so gloomy and serious today. I'm not used to it," the driver said.

"A Chen's?" Zhou Xiangqun took the bag back and suddenly zipped it up carefully, "Yes?"

The driver said patiently, "It looks like they are all in new packaging. There are a total of ten boxes in the bill, and she hasn't inspected one box yet."

"You haven't tested it yet, so don't use crow's mouth."

"Where's the Zhou family..." the driver asked.

Zhou Xiangqun leaned back on the armchair, rubbed his brows, and whispered, "There is no need to talk about things that are uncertain. Maybe the little girl is curious and bought it to play with."

The driver understood the meaning, "I understand."
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the next day.

Shen Jing woke up and found that her bag was missing, and then she remembered that she had bought Bangbang.

I hurried downstairs to look for it and saw the nanny holding it in my arms. "Miss Fourth, your bag was left in Mr. Zhou's car. His driver just delivered it."

Shen Jing took it and went upstairs.

But I thought, that veteran cadre definitely didn’t have a hobby of peeking at girls’ bags.

Passing by the old man's door, the old man coughed lightly.

Shen Jing moved her steps, looked into the room, and looked at the old man drinking medicine, "Grandpa."

Mr. Shen put down the medicine bowl and said, "If you can't get the contract, you won't get it. You must know who Zhou Xiangqun is. The children of the Shen family have never sold themselves for glory. They would rather live in poverty and eat chaff. Do you understand?"

Shen Jing smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, even if someone sells it to him, he won't trade his status for it. That person is extremely self-disciplined and serious. As a monk, he is known to only love work and never approach women."

Mr. Shen's expression turned cold and he spoke in a deep voice.

"At 9 o'clock last night, your second uncle saw you two eating at Rongpai Mansion. He served you rice and vegetables, and even brought the bowl to feed you."

My second uncle may have some vision problems.

The dish was far away and Zhou Xiangqun had long arms, so he just asked him to help move it in front of him.

"Xie Qinyang for a while, Cheng Jinchuan for a while, and then Zhou Xiangqun, what do you want to play?"

Shen Jing felt a little aggrieved, "Grandpa, don't you believe me?"

"Of course I believe you." Mr. Shen's voice became colder and colder, "What if it were someone else."

Shen Jing whispered, "Grandpa just believes in me. What other people think of me is their business."

Mr. Shen raised his head and stared at her, "Wang Dafu was investigated today for making false accounts. The amount involved was too large. He will definitely be jailed. Do you understand?"

Shen Jing kept smiling, "Luckily, I didn't ask Wang Dafu to cooperate."

Mr. Shen gave a cold shout and drank the medicine.

There is a pusher behind it. Is she pretending not to understand?