Chapter 1988： .Dont run around (1/2)

Fu Tingye returned to the presidential suite and turned on the computer. At the headquarters, Secretary Zhao sent him many urgent

Since I can’t go back today, let’s deal with it.

The sound of wind and rain outside the window has been raging. Fu Tingye listened to the roaring wind outside, sitting on the sofa, dealing with

Urgent.

I don’t know how long there was a knock on the door. His hand was knocking on the keyboard. He paused slightly and stood up.

He went to open the door.

At the door, standing is the hotel waitress, she is very beautiful, wears professional attire, short skirt and black stockings, but

Unlike a hotel employee who pushes a cart in his hand, then he smiles gently and kindly said: ”Hello Mr. Fu, this is

Our hotel gives you extra supper and fruit wine. ”

The waitress bends down slightly, and the spring light in front of her chest is unobstructed, but Fu Tingye only calmly retracted her gaze.

The emoticon response from the back: ”No, these can be taken away, I don't need it.”

The waitress came up tenderly, her voice soft and almost able to pinch water: ”Mr. Fu, after all, this is us

With regard to the hotel, how can you...”

Fu Tingye immediately took a step back, and then his voice fell cold, and an indifferent mood was surging between his brows: ”Get out!”

The beautiful waitress probably didn't expect that Fu Tingye was the one who didn't make money, so she was stunned on the spot.

Fu Tingye turned around, walked towards the sofa, and said as he walked: ”If you don't want me to complain to you, get out of the room immediately.

Remember to bring the door when you go. ”

Fu Tingye picked up the computer again, sat there and continued to tap the keyboard, without even looking at the woman.

Soon, the sound of closing the door came from the door.

It sounded like that woman had left.

Fu Tingye didn't seem to hear him, and continued to sit in the same place, dealing with official duties, but frowned, but couldn't help it.

It eased a bit.

But less than ten minutes later, there was another knock on the door. This time, the knock was very rapid.

Fu Tingye's face suddenly turned black, and a bit of anger flashed through his indifferent and tranquil deep eyes, such a thing

Love, he has stayed in other hotels before. It's the first time he has lived and died like this.

He still sat there for a long time, never opening the door.

But the knock at the door made him feel like he wouldn't stop opening the door.

The deputy hall turned off the computer with a ”pop”.

”Boom, dong, dong,” the knock on the door was still coming.

He frowned and finally couldn't bear it. Then he walked quickly to the door, stretched out his hand and opened the door without looking.

He said coldly: ”Get out of here!”

However, in the next second, Fu Tingye was stunned.

Standing at the door was Tang Moran, who was covered in rain.

The clothes on her body have been soaked by rain, her face is pale with cold, her lips are purple, and her long hair is wet

On both sides of the cheeks, the shoulders were trembling constantly.

With such a roar from him, the girl's eyes slowly dyed red from stunned, extremely disappointed and wronged.

”Moer?”

Fu Tingye's throat was a little blocked.

Tang Moran's nose is sour.

Originally eagerly ran over, and got the room number from Secretary Zhao, she thought, at least she could give it

Fu Tingye was surprised.

Even if it rains, she doesn’t care about it. She wants to see him so much, being held in his arms like before, listening to him warmly.

The soft and stern voice, but I didn't expect...

As soon as I opened the door, I heard him say a word.

He told himself to go away.

Tang Moran's eyes were red all of a sudden, and he was aggrieved instantly.

He bit his lip, turned his head and left.

”Moer!”

Fu Tingye grabbed her hand, her tone softened suddenly: ”Why are you here?”