She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

He shook his head, not wanting to think about it, staring at the surveillance camera, took out the walkie-talkie and began to arrange the staff to go to the scene in the afternoon.

In a hotel box.

The guests took their seats one after another, and this time, Fu Linxing was particularly active.

As soon as Song Zhisheng chose his seat, he quickly walked up, pulled open the chair on Song Zhisheng's right and sat down.

The eyes are bright and the purpose is clear.

Xiao Zhi, who was a step late, paused for a moment and had to take a step back and pull away the chair next to Fu Linxing.

Others could clearly see that Xiao Zhi's expression became even uglier, as if he was completely out of control.

The usually good-tempered person had such a gloomy expression, which was really too difficult to deal with, making it impossible for those who wanted to comfort him to speak.

Feeling guilty, Jiang Miaotong didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction even though she didn't get the seat next to Fu Linxing.

She pulled out a chair and sat down sullenly, really not wanting to make the atmosphere so awkward.

You have to know that there is still half a day in the afternoon to complete the task, and she can't keep being awkward with Xiao Zhi in front of the camera.

The best way is to let Xiao Zhi forgive her while everyone is here.

After everyone was seated, Jiang Miaotong spoke cautiously in a low voice:

"Brother Xiao, what are our plans for the afternoon? Do you want me to pick out a new batch of toys?"

The table was already quiet, so even if she spoke in a low voice, everyone else could still hear her.

Song Zhisheng subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Zhi's expression.

Then he discovered that after hearing this, Xiao Zhi's expression not only did not improve, but became even gloomier. It was obvious that his patience with Jiang Miaotong had reached its limit.

Xiao Zhi said with a sullen face, his tone was very cold: "It's time to eat now, let's not talk about this."

He said this without any euphemism, he said it directly without giving any face at all.

Meng Changyao was a little surprised.

She turned her head and looked at Song Zhisheng, and there was surprise in both of their eyes.

They had never seen Xiao Zhi be so disrespectful to others before.

Song Zhisheng glanced at the camera that was still filming. He didn't know what Jiang Miaotong had done that made Xiao Zhi unwilling to act in front of the camera.

Fu Linxing had just been focusing on Song Zhisheng, but only now did he realize that Xiao Zhi's mood was very wrong.

He turned his head to look over. Xiao Zhi's face was very cold. After saying this lightly, he started eating, acting as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Miaotong, who was sitting next to him, sat stiffly in her seat, looking extremely embarrassed, with humiliation almost overflowing from her eyes.

Fu Linxing rarely saw Xiao Zhi with this expression.

Xiao Zhi usually only does this when he can no longer tolerate it.

Jiang Miaotong felt his gaze, looked up, and looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

Fu Linxing immediately got goosebumps all over his body and turned his head quickly as if he was facing a flood or a beast.

He even looked at Song Zhisheng twice more and washed his eyes.

He has no extra sympathy. He deserves it if he does something wrong.

Seeing Fu Linxing looking at him with a smile for several times, Song Zhisheng touched his face with his hand and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

"No, I just looked at you twice." Fu Linxing replied with a smile, lowered his head and started eating.

Song Zhisheng just felt that his behavior was a bit puzzling, and the atmosphere at the table was not very good, so she didn't say anything else and just lowered her head to eat in silence.

Among the eight guests present, there were the female guest and Fu Linxing who were surprised and attentive but kept silent, and there were also those like Mo Jinyan and Lu Nanchen who didn't care about the situation at all.

The sounds of drinking water and moving chopsticks continued to amplify in her ears. Jiang Miaotong looked at the group of people who remained silent and did not help her out, lowered her head, held back her tears, and gritted her teeth.

She finally realized that these people were all isolating her.

Jiang Miaotong felt that she shouldn't have believed what they said about Xiao Zhi having the best temper.

What's good about it? It's just that you are narrow-minded and can't tolerate other people's temper!

She just picked out a batch of exquisite-looking toys according to her own ideas, but Xiao Zhi actually asked her in front of the camera whether she had thought carefully from the perspective of consumers.

There is not much difference between toys that cost a few dollars and those that cost two or three hundred yuan, and customers can afford them.

She really didn't understand what was going on in Xiao Zhi's mind.

Jiang Miaotong has now given up the idea of ​​winning over Xiao Zhi.

She didn't like Xiao Zhi, and Xiao Zhi's attitude was so bad. There was really no need to try to please him and make a fool of herself.

The dinner table was extremely quiet, and this state continued until the end.

Song Zhisheng put down his cutlery and looked at the time. It was just past twelve o'clock.

If you go back to the store to rest, you can rest for about an hour.

The other guests put down their chopsticks one after another, but no one said a word.

The atmosphere was too tense. Song Zhisheng didn't want to sit there and waste time, so he smiled and said, "Since we're done eating, let's go back. We can rest for a while when we get to the store."

Meng Changyao echoed, "It's okay to go back. There's still a lot of things to clean up in the store."

Someone took the initiative to speak, and the tense atmosphere was finally broken.

Fu Linxing stood up first, picked up the leather jacket he had taken off because he was too hot, and turned to look at Song Zhisheng: "Let's go."

After saying that, Fu Linxing stood aside and didn't move, leaving a path for Song Zhisheng. He looked as if he was going to follow her, with a smile between his eyebrows.

Lu Nanchen, who hadn't said a word during the entire meal, looked up and glanced at Fu Linxing. He understood something in his heart and quickly looked away.

Mo Jinyan took out his earplugs and put them back on without even looking at them. He stood up and was the first to walk out, as unsociable as usual.

Xiao Zhi frowned, finally knowing where the abnormality came from.

He turned his head and looked straight at Fu Linxing. When he saw the bright smile on his face and his eyes fixed on Song Zhisheng, his mood, which had been bad for the whole morning, finally fell to the ground.

The corners of his lips unconsciously drooped, and the string in his heart instantly tightened.

The idiot Fu Linxing actually figured it out.

Although Xiao Zhi knew that it was only a matter of time before Fu Linxing came to his senses, in his opinion, Fu Linxing should definitely not come to his senses now.

He and Song Zhisheng had just gotten to know each other, and they had no relationship other than friendship.

He knew Fu Linxing's character very well.

After figuring it out, the other party will definitely find ways to compete with him for the opportunity.

He doesn't have any advantage at all now.

Xiao Zhi felt a pang of frustration in his heart, wondering why he was so unlucky today.

It would have been fine if he hadn't drawn the red line correctly, but he also tolerated being in the same group with Jiang Miaotong.

But God can't do this to him.

He was already angry enough, and now he had to compete with Fu Linxing for that little opportunity.

The more I think about it, the more depressed I feel. I don't see any hope at all.

He pulled out his chair, fell behind the crowd and walked out of the box, a little unsure of what to do.

As I was walking, a person suddenly stood beside me.

Xiao Zhiwei turned his head to look to the side and saw Song Zhisheng who had walked up to him at some point.

He looked slightly startled, not knowing what to say, when Song Zhisheng looked at him and spoke with a concerned tone:

"Brother Xiao, you're in a bad mood. Is it because your shop isn't running smoothly?"