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135, one hundred and thirty-five(2/3)

Hey hey hey, hey hey hey hey.

Dad understands!

Young people! They are all like this!

He played the movie again and watched it happily.

After watching it for a while, Rong Qing couldn't help but glance at the time.

A full fifteen minutes have passed!

He hesitated for a while and decided to watch the movie first.

Two more terrifying scenes passed, and Rong Qing's eyes were confused.

I don’t feel scared at all!

Even the eyes don’t realize what is in front of them!

He quietly picked up the phone again.

It’s been almost half an hour!

Rong Qing's eyes couldn't help but glance into the bathroom, and her mind started to have random thoughts.

It’s been half an hour!

Then everything takes half an hour!

What if you do something serious?

Will daddy die in bed?

He waited for another five minutes, his curiosity reaching its peak.

no!

Dad, Dad, come here and listen!

Just listen!

What if the little wolf dog doesn’t understand? It’s not good to hold it in for too long!

He got out of bed with bare feet and walked quietly to the bathroom door.

I put my ear gently against the door - I heard nothing.

The sound insulation effect is great!

Rong Qing stared at the door angrily.

He didn't give up and moved closer.

Suddenly, the door slowly moved back a little.

When facing a powerful enemy, you turn your head and want to run away!

After taking two steps, he slowly turned his head.

He heard the sound of water!

The door is open!

There is also the sound of water! The door is open!

Important! The door is open!

A moment of glory, happiness in the mind and in the soul.

He chuckled.

A man who was originally shy suddenly turned into a shy man. He stood at the door and thought for a mere three seconds before resolutely pushing the door open and going in!

"Let me help you!"

The bathroom door was slowly closed and locked.

The moment the door was sewn shut, a muffled groan could be heard coming from inside, along with the man's breathing, which was masked by the sound of water and was isolated by the bathroom door.

As a close minister of the emperor, Mr. He was very keenly aware that Mr. Rong was in a very good mood recently.

Especially since the new movie between Mr. Lin and Rong's branch has been completed.

Even the frequency of Mr. Lin's visits to the Rong family has become much more frequent than before.

This change can be clearly seen from the 99+ group chats among the secretaries every day.

He thought carefully and thought over and over again, and felt that Mr. Lin should only have a few days to confirm his status in the Rong family.

That's good, he thought as he turned on the computer.

Mr. Rong and Mr. Lin are quite suitable.

After sending an instruction to the public relations team to pay close attention to Linji, Mr. He flipped through his email and realized that he was done with his work for the day.

He thought for a moment and clicked on several large and small groups to take a look.

Very good, calm and nothing happened.

He clicked on another mailbox and found an email lying quietly inside.

This is……?

Clicking on the mailbox, an email popped into view.

It was sent by someone from the prison.

Regarding the things he had people staring at about Xiao Ziqi before.

Xiao Ziqi is crazy.

The email stated that not long after he was imprisoned, Xiao Ziqi expressed that he had something to say after being humiliated, and kept saying that it was a huge piece of information.

But after being brought up for questioning, Xiao Ziqi could not say a word.

When He Qian saw this, he supported his chin with his left hand, and a faint light flashed behind his glasses.

This Xiao Ziqi, compared with Mr. Rong, is really not a smart person.

He quickly pulled down the screen and saw the end.

Xiao Ziqi went crazy. He went crazy after he pulled out his tongue and broke his hands.

He Qian took a deep look and deleted the email directly.

At this point, there should be nothing to worry about anymore.

Xiao Ziqi, you don’t have to stare anymore.

He logged out in a few moments and returned to his work email.

Looking at some work emails just sent from the secretarial team, He Qian smiled.

This kind of pure work is much simpler.

He stood up and picked up a mug with sweet beans printed on it.

Why not go make a cup of milk tea to celebrate.

As he approached the tea room, he immediately saw Z with his head tilted next to the coffee machine, drooling from his sleep.

….

How old you are, how can you still sleep like this?

He Qian stood for a while and couldn't stand it anymore. He took out a handkerchief with a cat's head printed on it from his pocket.

As soon as he got in front of Z, before he handed over the handkerchief, Z suddenly opened his eyes and clasped his wrist with his right hand.

He Qian's face twisted for a moment, and he hissed slightly.

Only then did z wake up. He looked at the handkerchief in front of him, then at He Qian, and quickly let go of his hand.

"Brother Qian! Why didn't you wake me up! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's a conditioned reflex."

"Wipe your saliva."

He Qian threw the handkerchief to him, put down the mug and rubbed his wrist, and found that his wrist hurt slightly.

"It's nothing, I see you slept soundly."

He sighed inwardly. It seemed like he had to go see the old Chinese medicine doctor.

But he really doesn't like acupuncture, even acupuncture.

Z hurriedly took the handkerchief, noticed his little movement, wiped his saliva casually, and quickly came over.

"Did I hurt you? Brother Qian, is your wrist okay? Let me show you?"

"Need not."

He Qian put his right hand into his trouser pocket and picked up the mug with his left hand.

"But don't sleep in the tea room anymore. If you are really sleepy, there is a small lounge behind my office."
To be continued...
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