Fu Jinghen scrolled down to read other ssages, but when he got to the last one, his gaze paused.
Feng Li: Boss, trouble! Mr. Qi just popped up out of nowhere, grabbed the Boss Lady's wrist, and whisked her away with great urgency!
Perhaps because Fu Jinghen hadn't replied to him after waiting for so long, Feng Li couldn't contain himself and dialed Fu Jinghen directly. As soon as the call connected, he couldn't wait to spill the beans, "Boss! This is serious, the Boss Lady's been taken by Mr. Qi! Judging by his expression, it's pretty severe. Could it be he's enraged by yesterday's incident and wants to take revenge? Boss, you need to co save her!"
"...."
It was dead silent on the other end of the phone, and Feng Li pulled the phone away from his ear.
Yes, the call was still ongoing.
"Boss? Boss? Boss, are you listening?"
"Hmm."
Knowing that he was listening was a relief to Feng Li, but then he imdiately said, "So, Boss, you..."
Before he could finish saying "co quickly," Fu Jinghen interrupted him, "I asked you to fetch so docunts and you're doing paparazzi work now? What's the matter? The salary the company pays you not enough, and you're moonlighting? If you don't co back within ten minutes, go to HR for your final paycheck. And by the way, she isn't your Boss Lady yet."
With that, he hung up the phone.
As Feng Li listened to the dial tone, he was a bit dumbstruck.
Boss is fierce.
After signing his na on the last page of the docunt, Fu Jinghen suddenly picked up his phone, found Wen Qiao's mobile number, and tapped out a ssage for a while, then put it down again.
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Just as Wen Qiao returned to the makeup room, her phone chid.
She picked it up and saw a text ssage, with no na attached.
187********: Miss Wen, I hope you will keep the promise we agreed upon, and stop provoking Ah Ming; otherwise, what I can give, I can also take back.
After reading the ssage, Wen Qiao imdiately knew who it was from, and was not at all deterred by the aloofness in his words. Instead, she excitedly started replying to the text ssage.
186********: Wow, President Fu, you have my number! Let's add each other on WeChat, texting costs money—you know, we could chat on WeChat!
After sending the text, Wen Qiao switched to WeChat, pasted the mobile number she had just copied into the add friends field, and blinked expectantly while waiting for the search result.
But...
She found nothing.
"Maybe he set it so you can't add him by phone number..." Wen Qiao muttered in frustration and sent another ssage.
Please don't trouble yourself, President Fu, how about you honorably add instead?
This ti, the reply ca back quite swiftly.
Not troubleso.
Upon seeing these three words, Wen Qiao had already begun planning what her first ssage would be after they added each other on WeChat, thinking it wouldn't even count as a regrettable mory when looking back in the future.
Yet, she waited until everyone else had finished taking their promo shots, and the staff had co over to call her for a group photo, without seeing a red notification appear on her WeChat contacts list.
Wen Qiao realized what the phrase "not troubleso" ant.
It ant he had no intention of adding her at all.
She tossed her phone to Jiang Yao with a huff.
"Damn n, so damned reserved. If he doesn't add now, he'll have to do it when I get ho tonight anyway. He can't stay reserved for long."
Jiang Yao asked curiously, "Who are you texting, you look so wickedly amused."
"Who else could it be, but my dear fiancé, of course."
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