In the next few days, Lu Yao deliberately avoided Zhang Quan.
She was wise and shrewd, and it was not difficult to detect the man's mind. Either she fell in love with herself or had a different idea. No matter what, she avoided it.
Until a week later.
During the lunch break, Xiao Zhang came back with two paper bags. One of them was handed to Liao Qiu, which was a box of desserts. The woman opened the lid and exclaimed, "Wow, I heard that the sweets in their house are valuable. Ah, brother Zhang, you are so generous."
Zhang's expression was stiff. He put another heavier bag in front of Lu Yao, and pulled out several sweet food boxes in a row.
Lu Yao is facing the workshop computer to study the operation data. She ate half of the lunch box in front of her. She didn't notice anything until Liao Qiu came in a hurry and opened Xiao Zhang's arm with one hand. "Wow, brother Zhang, is your eccentricity obvious?"
Liao Qiuyang raised the spoon in his hand and rowed in front of this row of delicious food.
"You're a disgrace this time." Xiao Zhang's eyes sank, observing Lu Yao's face, "these are all prepared by vice president Zhang for our director."
When Lu Yao heard this, she pulled out of her current work and glanced at the table top in a deep voice.
"Didn't you refuse?" Her voice was faint, as if she didn't care.
"Refused." Xiao Zhang shrugged, very helpless, "but people are vice president after all, it is not easy to say the words that refuse are too obvious, he insists on pretending to be stupid, and I can't help it."
He said, the body and close a few minutes, carefully opened his mouth: "just now he saw that the person who delivered the clothes was me, and his face was already very ugly. After all, the other party was Party A, so we should not tear our face too much."
Lu Yao held her breath and acquiesced to Xiao Zhang's words. After thinking for a moment, she took a look at Liao Qiu, who was salivating beside her. "Want to eat?"
Liao Qiu bit the spoon and waved her hand again and again, "I dare not, I dare not, director. This is specially prepared for you by deputy general manager Zhang."
"It doesn't matter. Eat it." She laughed, and then told Xiao Zhang, "you check the specific price of these things, and then report to their secretary department, and I will make up the money."
Then he looked at Liao Qiu and said, "it's my treat. Don't worry about it."
With that, she took up her cup and went to the tea room.
In the production workshop at noon, most of the work stations are resting, but the roar of the machines is still continuous. Lu Yao shakes her head and plunges her head forward.
Eyes blink, see the pestle in front of the feet.
He raised his head and was facing the man's eyes, and his anger was rising and falling.
He was very stiff, holding the familiar suit in one hand and shaking in front of Lu Yao, "I'm not inviting you to see me. Is it worth your avoiding me?"
Lu Yao steps to one side of the retreat, posture over him, continue to go straight to the direction of the tea room.
After her death, Zhang Quan was not surprised to follow up. She looked relaxed. She disassembled a bag of infusion coffee from the storage rack in the tea room and poured coffee into the cup. While pouring water, she responded carelessly: "you remind me that the company has many people, so I do this to avoid misunderstanding."
Zhang Quan was choked and speechless for a moment, and his expression was stiff. "How dare you say that you are not hiding from me?"
Lu Yao was holding a coffee cup in one hand, and her fingers of the other hand gently touched the hot wall of the cup, and she laughed. "Vice president Zhang and I always have a simple cooperative relationship. Actually, we can't talk about how deep friendship we have. It's really unreasonable to say that we should hide from you."
She thought about it and looked around. At this time, the tea room was empty. She thought it would be a good time to make the topic clear, so she conveniently put the cup in her hand on the viaduct behind her.
"Vice president Zhang..." She cleared her throat, crossed her hands on her chest, and looked the man up and down, "although I don't understand your intention, there is one thing I think it is necessary to tell you that I have..."
"Ah, sister Yao, I haven't had a rest yet." As soon as Lu Yao's words reached this point, a figure flashed into the door of the tea room. It was sister Qiao, the workshop director of the inspection team. She came in with a lunch box and said hello to Lu Yao. Only then did she see the man with his back to her. His face was stiff, "Mr. Zhang, how did you come here?"
Lu Yao and Zhang Quan's faces changed in varying degrees.
Zhang Quan leaned over slightly and pretended to go over Lu Yao and took a disposable paper cup from the desk behind her. "I came to the workshop to have a look. I'm a little thirsty..."
Qiaojie looks suspicious. Anyone who looks at the current situation knows that it is not simple. However, a person of a certain age has no intention to investigate the gossip, so she continues to go to the direction of the dishwashing pool and puts the lunch box on the shelf beside her habitually.
His eyes were always on Zhang Quan, but he didn't notice the cup of coffee on the shelf. When the lunch box in his hand was pushed out, the coffee cup was pushed to the edge and was shaking against Lu Yao's back.
Zhang Quan had a bright eye and a bright heart. Before waiting for the other two people to react, he took the woman's arm with one hand and protected her under his body.Along with the man's shallow grunt, and then came the crisp sound of the mug landing. Lu Yao was under Zhang Quanhu's body and was stunned for a long time.
Until Qiao elder sister panicked to cover the mouth, exclaimed: "God, Zhang Zong, are you ok?"
Lu Yao comes out of Zhang Quan's arms and looks back to see the man leaning against the desk behind him. His lips are pale, his forehead is stained with sweat, and coffee stains slide down the cuff of his white shirt.
She leaned over and looked at his back, and saw the whole coffee imprint, still steaming hot.
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in the hospital, Zhang Quan wrapped a thick gauze from his back to his chest after treating the wound.
Lu Yao knocked on the door and came in. He saw his naked upper body. He hesitated. His eyes crossed his strong abdomen and put a basket of fruits to the table. "I asked the doctor, saying that you are badly scalded and need to rest for two days."
"Well." Zhang Quan responded with a smile.
Lu Yao's heart is full of doubts, but it's hard to question anything in person.
Zhang Quan saw through her mind, and her pale lips pursed, smiling more deeply. "You don't have to suffer such a hard face. I didn't say I wanted you to make up for it."
Lu Yao's body to the side of the side, drooping eyes to wait, "I personally don't like to owe others what, you so let me have a sense of guilt, this period of time your hospitalization and nutrition costs I have covered, as for other, as long as it is reasonable requirements, I will not refuse."
Zhang Quan was slightly surprised, and his lips and teeth opened. "Do you think I want to get something from you before I make a move?"
"I don't mean that." Lu Yao thinks that Zhang Quan misunderstood her meaning and explains, "things in this world should have gains and losses. It's reasonable that you helped me to ask for it."
The man finally understood the meaning of her words. A light of banter flashed under his eyes. Then he suddenly laughed and his eyes bent.
"In this case, if I don't ask for anything, will you always feel that you owe me something?"
Lu Yao held her breath and saw the meaning of his ridicule. She was slightly angry. "Vice president Zhang, there is something I haven't had time to remind you. I'm married. I don't think it's proper for you to tease a married woman like this."
Her words made Zhang Quan's face cold, and then suddenly cold to the freezing point. His throat rolled and his eyes became unnatural.
"You're divorced, aren't you?" He seemed to murmur, "who's your husband?"
Lu Yao gently hook lips, just to answer, heard a calm voice behind him, "it's me."
The footstep sound approaches slowly, a turn head is on the man's cool and indifferent face.
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