How to raise the president

But Miss Qin didn't disappoint Fang Youyi, and especially posted a few photos of An Ziyu on the subway.

In the photo, An Ziyu was sitting on a subway seat, with his head drooping, looking aggrieved, which made people feel distressed.There is also the blue folder in his arms, which he holds tightly like a baby and does not let go.

Fang Youyi felt his heart was gently pinched by someone, a little tight and a little itchy. Looking at the person in the photo intently, most of his anger disappeared in an instant. He was tightly locked in his arms, preventing him from going anywhere.

The phone's notification sounded again, Fang Youyi came back to his senses, reluctantly returned the photo, and went to see the message sent by Tan Xi.

Qin Xi: President Fang, you are so kind!

Fang Youyi looked at the chat page speechlessly. Frankly speaking, he had long thought that Miss Tan's mind was a bit unhealthy, and now it seems that he really is.

Qin Xi: The old cow eats tender grass, eats my little Yu!

Fang Youyi tapped the keyboard of the phone with his thumb, and typed out a line: How are you doing?

Qin Xi: We met on the subway.He seemed to send you documents, but he didn't know where your company was, so I took him to your company.

Fang Youyi: His phone is turned off.You give him your phone, video.

Qin Xi: emmmmm, Mr. Fang, I think the quality of the people in your company needs to be improved.

Fang Youyi:?

Qin Xi: You may not believe it, but people from your company kicked us out, and then Ziyu kicked me out.

Fang Youyi: So?

Qin Xi: I'm shopping with my girlfriends now~

Fang Youyi: ...

Qin Xi: So now Ziyu is downstairs in your company alone.

Fang Youyi directly pinched the screen, threw the phone aside, and his anger rose again. He scolded those super idiots in his company while chasing Qin Xi away, how could he chase away his people? up?

Can't you be blind to see that his son Yu sent him documents all the way?

What a bunch of idiots, let them all be fired.

Fang Youyi was sullen to himself, and he didn't know who he was angry with, but he was very angry.

The kind that can't be coaxed well, An Ziyu will only be able to get rid of more than half of it.

Qiao Siguang looked at President Fang who was getting more and more serious through the central rearview mirror, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart: Little angel, how can you run around?

Suddenly, Qiao Siguang slammed on the brakes, and Fang Youyi almost hit the back of the front seat. He raised his eyes that were burning with anger, and said coldly, "What's going on?"

Qiao Siguang calmly raised his hand and pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, and said calmly, "There is a traffic jam ahead, there should be a traffic accident."

Fang Youyi looked at the long queue in front of him, gave a "tsk" irritably, took off his straight suit, loosened his tie, jumped out of the car, and ran wildly at a stunned speed.

Qiao Siguang raised his eyes, sighed inwardly, look at our president, he is as powerful as before.

He even risked his life for a man.

Fang Youyi quickly shuttled across the sidewalk. The faster he ran, the more excited he became, and the more he couldn't control his thoughts. Everyone except An Ziyu was left behind.

No matter how much President Fang thought, he couldn't figure out why An Ziyu always wanted to die.

He knew that he was wrong, and his fault was that he was too impatient, always wanting An Ziyu to say that he liked him.

But other than that, he didn't know what he didn't do well.An Ziyu didn't tell him what was going on, what he liked or didn't like, and if something was sad, he just rotted in his stomach and didn't tell him.

He can only guess. If he guesses right, everyone will be happy. If he guesses wrong, it will be like falling out like this morning. No one will be happy.

Fang Youyi really felt helpless like this, and he felt that he was going to be unable to hold on any longer.