On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Jiang Shu didn't force it. The style of a rich man is deep in his bones. He can eat market food once, but he may not eat it a second time.

So she ate alone with relish. The charcoal-grilled squid was very fresh, bursting with juice in one bite, "I regret it a little, Fu Shiyan."

"Regret what?"

"That memory hurt sister Zhuo so deeply, and I still try to get close to her to remind her of the past, which seems unethical." Jiang Shu fell into her own paradox.

In fact, in all these years, she has rarely been soft-hearted to clients because of her work. If there is no emotion, the bonus is the most important thing. As long as she can win the order, it doesn't matter.

But this time it seems to be different. After all, sister Zhuo was eight years of youth. After being hurt, she still wants to return the scumbag's things so that he can make a lot of money. Why?

The smell of seafood rushed straight to the tip of his nose, Fu Shiyan subconsciously wanted to press the center of his eyebrows, raised his hand halfway, and then put it down again.

"Do you still remember the sister Zhuo you mentioned, what is her full name?"

Jiang Shu stopped chewing, "...Chen Zhuofeng."

Fu Shiyan picked up her leftover sticks and unconsciously folded them in half for fun, "The boss of Jingfeng Company is called Wang Jing, and he is still unmarried."

Jiang Shu only knew Wang Jing's English name, but she didn't expect this level to exist. She suddenly realized, "Damn, then, this company uses their names?"

There were food residues hanging from her mouth. Strangely, Fu Shiyan didn't think she was sloppy, but added lightly, "Chen Zhuofeng is already married."

"What!" Jiang Shu's theory was overturned, and he grabbed his wrist in surprise and asked: "Really, how do you know?"

Fu Shiyan didn't speak, but set his eyes on her slender hands.

Yeah, in their circle, it should be easy to know about these things.

"That is to say, Chen Zhuofeng has already let go of his marriage, but Wang Jing still can't forget, and he is the one who can't let go of using the names of the two as the company name. But since he has let go, why doesn't Song want to come to the IP copyright?"

All these materials were sent to Fu Shiyan's mobile phone half an hour ago, and he only found out, and the other party was even surprised: "Boss Fu, why do you suddenly care about this small business?"

He typed with one hand and replied: Help employees complete their performance.

Jiang Shu was still talking to herself, she was smart, and quickly figured it out, "That means my breakthrough is not actually Sister Zhuo, but Wang Jing. I know!"

She took out a tissue and wiped her hands, and was about to leave. In the end, she seemed to feel like crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, and sat back to her original place with a smile: "Fu Shiyan, do you really not want to eat it? The seafood at this stall is pretty good. How about I order some more, you can do whatever you want." Pick, I'll pay the bill today."

It's hard to pluck a hardcore cock like her.

However, Fu Shiyan replied lightly: "I am allergic to seafood."

"..." Jiang Shu froze in place, it was over, and he didn't remember.

Fu Shiyan got up and threw the broken stick into the trash can, "You are the most irresponsible employee I have ever hired."

"I... forgot to bring that piece of paper today," Jiang Shu said, then picked up the untouched box of Zheergen, and caught up with Fu Shiyan's broad and tall figure, "I don't eat seafood, but Zheergen, do you want to eat it?" Huh? Mr. Fu? Good job."

The box of folded ear roots was abruptly brought to Fu Shiyan's eyes, and his brows were frowned. Although he had always known about this thing, it looked like grass roots, and he never touched it.