Chapter 88

The conference room was quiet.

Although the staff of the Finance Department did not hear clearly what Song Shu and Qin Lou said before, Qin Lou's two words fell into his ears without falling into his ears - everyone present could hear clearly.

...But what kind of word is that?

The staff at the president's desk looked at each other with subtle expressions.

Song Shu was also choked by Qin Lou's words.

She found that she was increasingly underestimating Qin Lou's skin thickness and overestimating his lower limit position - the possibility of these two changing increasingly in-depth is not ruled out.

Although Song Shu wanted to teach Qin Lou a lesson, it was definitely not suitable at this moment: the conference room was very quiet, and all the staff of the Finance Department were obviously paying attention to both of them, both in the open and in the dark.

Her failure to react will make people misunderstand, and her reaction will make people misunderstand even more.

After staying still for two seconds, Song Shu took a breath and closed the meeting note book in front of her. She stood up with a smile, then leaned over slightly and lowered to Qin Lou.

Qin Lou watched Song Shu get closer with his own eyes, and his dark eyes became more and more brilliant.

Song Shu could see clearly - her figure was reflected in her peach blossom eyes, and what was almost overflowing was clearly filled with joy, expectation and excitement.

...This lunatic.

Song Shu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Then she stopped and lowered her upper body, raised her hands and reached towards Qinlou.

The eyes that fell from all directions in the conference room were almost substantive, and everyone's curiosity could not be suppressed and almost popped out of their eyes.

Under their eyes, Song Shu pinched Qin Lou's shirt collar with his slender left fingertips, slowly smoothed it, and then adjusted to the position of the tie knot. Her right hand held the tie and then pulled it tightly.

"Cough-Cough-Cough..."

Unprepared Qin Lou turned over and coughed with a low voice.

There was a sudden silence in the conference room.

Everyone came to their senses, and the male staff felt lingering in fear and reached out to touch their Adam's apple.

Song Shu clapped his hands, stood up straight, and his smile was light and cool. "Mr. Qin, I am not your life assistant after all. You should learn something like wearing a tie. Otherwise, I will be so unfamiliar and have no serious actions. What should I do next time I will tie you up?"

Qin Lou stood on the armrest of the chair and half bent. He coughed for a while before slowly calming down. Before he could look up, his husky laughter with a violent cough had already sounded.

Unrestrained, happy, and excited - a lively madman.

The staff's expressions gradually became subtle and avoided fear.

Qin Lou turned over and slowly leaned into the back of the chair. He looked up at the girl standing straight in front of him, coughing red lips, and a smile on the corner of his lips curled up.

"The Adam's apple is easily fatal, aren't you afraid of strangling me?"

Song Shu's eyes shook slightly.

A few seconds later, she bent down the corner of her eyes and smiled gently: "Don't worry, Mr. Qin, I still have this measure."

"Of course I'm relieved. What's wrong with me?" Qin Lou raised his hand, slowly pulled loose his tie, and smiled unrestrainedly on his face, "...I'm relieved to die in your hands."

“—”

Song Shu suddenly smiled.

After a moment, the illusion of gentle smile was peeled off Song Shu's clean and beautiful face, and she slowly frowned. "That word is unlucky, take it back."

The sudden cold tone was full of queen-likeness and was unwilling to refuse. The contrast between the front and back made the staff in the conference room stunned. This time they finally couldn't help it. Even though they were a little afraid of hitting Qin Lou, they still raised their gaze carefully.

But before even waiting for their eyes to freeze on Qin Lou, everyone heard the voice that had always been so unrestrained that no one cared about. At this time, it was very "well-behaved" and sounded without any hesitation.

"Then I'll take it back."

Staff members: “………?”

Is this still their crazy boss who is the one who is right?

When the old-fashioned bell in the conference room rang the bell at half a minute, everyone came back to their senses.

They didn't have time to get more opportunities to watch the show, and the meeting officially began.

The Finance Department's summary and outlook meeting ended for nearly two hours. When they finished the meeting, it was less than five minutes left before the meeting was over.

The senior executives in the department were not allowed to refuse. The minister had observed Qin Lou's expression throughout the whole process, but the joys and sorrows in his true emotions could not be judged by his face. So even though he looked at Qin Lou with a smile on this, the Minister of Finance still walked over carefully.

"Mr. Qin, we are over here. Do you think you have any instructions or...?"

Qin Lou looked back at Song Shu who was packing the meeting record book behind him. He raised his eyebrows, "Assistant Song, is the meeting record completed?"

Even though he knew that Qin Lou asked questions clearly, Song Shu nodded, "It's finished."

Qin Lou turned back, "Then you go for a meal, it's time to get off work at noon - Assistant Song stays here to discuss the content of the meeting with me."

Song Shu: "."

The Minister of Finance was granted an amnesty. He looked at Song Shu with gratitude, "Will Mr. Qin and Assistant Song discuss in the conference room?"

Qin Lou nodded casually, "Well, I won't move to the 22nd floor to avoid trouble."

"Okay, then Mr. Qin and Assistant Song will do their best, so we will leave the meeting first."

"Um."

“…”

The staff couldn't wait to get out of this space where someone felt stressed and breathed poorly because of their existence, and went out one after another along the front and back doors of the conference room.

A few dozen seconds later, Qin Lou and Song Shu were the only ones left in the office.

The front and back doors of the conference room were taken in great concern by the staff of the finance department. Vio Capital's conference room was soundproofed - after closing the door, the room seemed to have entered another world, and there was no sound inside.

If someone else was there, he would probably feel embarrassed because of this too quiet solitude. However, for Qin Lou and Song Shu, who have long been used to being alone, this is obviously not a problem.

But it's not... there's no problem at all.

Song Shu had just checked the content of the meeting minutes he had prepared from beginning to end, and then after signing the confirmed meeting time and recorder at the end, he felt that the light in front of him had suddenly been cut by about three-quarters.

Song Shu paused his pen tip and raised his eyes.

The Finance Department is on the 18th floor of the Vio High Building. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the middle and upper floor space in the high-rise area is originally a relatively open high-rise area with plenty of light.

However, at this moment, the electronic blackout curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were slowly descending with the sound of "click" - most of the light began to be driven outside.

Song Shu turned around and looked at the control hub area of ​​the conference room.

Qin Lou stood there, leaning lazily against the wall with his hands in his pants pockets, as if he had finally waited for Song Shu's "favor" and attention. He pulled out his hand and waved at Song Shu.

The expression is pleasant and crazy.

Song Shu stared at him without expression for two seconds. She closed the meeting note book in front of her, then quickly got up and walked towards the front door.

Qin Lou was still leaning against the wall, tilting his head to look at her with a smile, without any intention of stopping her.

Song Shu's pace slowed down hesitantly.

"…You locked the door?"

Qin Lou kept walking lazily with his long legs, "Guess what do you think."

Song Shu scanned the keys, "Where is the key hidden?"

Qin Lou thought for a while, raised his mouth and raised his hands slowly, "Why don't you come here and search me?"

Song Shu: "."

In the silence of Song Shu, Qin Lou was already slowly walking to her with his hands raised.

When he reached a certain distance, his hand suddenly dropped, clamped the girl in front of him, and turned her half way to the congressman table without giving Song Shu any reaction time.

Song Shu came back to his senses, and his face was not emotionally frowned slightly. She held the meeting note book, and the pronunciation was clear and slow: "Mr. Qin, this is the company and the conference room of the Finance Department - what do you want to do?"

"Although it's a company, I've gotten off work now." Qin Lou signaled to the floor bell in the corner, "So it's private time now, and this is my place, I can do whatever I want."

Song Shu: "."

"As for what I want to do," Qin Lou laughed hoarsely, and he leaned forward slightly, "I just closed the curtains, haven't you guessed it yet?"

Song Shu held the meeting record book and slowly tightened her hand. She tightened her expression and turned her face away to try to avoid Qin Lou's close breathing. "Mr. Qin is thinking too much, I didn't guess. And it's almost lunch time. If Mr. Qin has nothing else, then I will--"

"I really don't know?" Before Qin Lou finished speaking, he suddenly kissed the white earlobe in front of him.

"——!" Song Shu's figure froze.

Qin Lou laughed in a low voice, "Do you know now?"

Song Shu turned her face back, her fair cheeks were stained with unhidden beauty powder, and her eyes were filled with pain or breath.

Qin Lou looked deeper.

"If you don't know, forget it, I'll tell you." Qin Lou lowered his head and completely put the girl in front of him. He reached out and unbuttoned her hair, rubbed the black hair and placed it in front of him to smell it gently. The faint fragrance of violet is refreshing.

Qin Lou smiled happily, "Didn't I say it before the meeting? I want to have a hidden rule..." Qin Lou paused, thought for a while, and changed the pronunciation of the words he was about to blurt out. He laughed hoarsely, "Assistant of 'Qin Qing'."

Song Shu was stunned by this title.

After a moment, she realized something. On her face with a blank expression, a little disgust appeared in the depths of her beautiful almond eyes.
To be continued...