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162. Chapter 162 Must be a coincidence [6]

"Of course!" Irene walked over with a smile and put the folder in her hand on the table, "This is the contract change for Imperial Vision. Take a look at it and if there is nothing wrong with it, sign it at the back. Then you can rest for a few days.

, I will help you arrange an agent next week, and then he will take the initiative to call you and arrange your work!"

"good!"

Luo Xiaoqian opened the contract, glanced at it for a few times, then took the pen and wrote her name with some difficulty with her left hand.

Anyway, she and Leng Zimo had already made such an agreement. What the contract contained was no longer important. She even didn't even read the time limit and terms in detail.





19th floor, office.

Leng Zimo moved and woke up from his sleep. As he stretched his body, the blanket covering him naturally slid down.

Leng Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly as he reached out to grab the blanket on his body.

Has anyone been here?

Putting the blanket aside, his eyes glanced over the neatly packed documents on the table, landed on the coffee cup, reached out and took out the note paper on it.

"Thank you, for everything!"

On the note, the words were crooked and crooked, as if they were a primary school student just learning to write. They were uneven horizontally and vertically.

There was no signature, but he immediately guessed it was Luo Xiaoqian.

Not only the content, but also the font was clearly written by an unskilled left hand.

Holding the note paper lightly in his hand, imagining the girl covering him with a blanket, packing up documents, and lying on the table struggling to write a note with her left hand, the corners of Leng Zimo's lips naturally raised.

He stood up and walked to the table. He picked up the phone and dialed her number neatly.

When the call came, Luo Xiaoqian was packing her things and preparing to leave. When she saw his number on the screen, she immediately answered the call.

"Where are you?" Leng Zimo's voice came directly.

Luo Xiaoqian glanced at Eileen who was sorting out documents, "I'm at...the company!"

"Come up right away!" After knowing that there was someone beside her, he immediately hung up the phone.

Eileen put away the documents on the table, "There is nothing to do now, you can go back and rest!"

"Okay, thank you!"

Luo Xiaoqian pretended to pack her things, deliberately stalling for time, until Irene left. Then she walked out of the lounge, got into the elevator, and pressed the 19th floor button.

After Leng Zimo hung up the phone, he immediately called the Western restaurant he frequented to reserve a table.

Looking at his watch, he turned around and walked into the inner lounge to take a shower.

Luo Xiaoqian returned to the office again, but saw no one there. She noticed that the inner door was open. She walked over carefully, heard the sound coming from the bathroom, and hurriedly backed out of the door.

Fortunately, Leng Zimo didn't keep her waiting for too long. He had already walked out dressed neatly.

He changed into another light-colored suit. Whether intentionally or not, he was wearing a beige shirt that was similar to hers, and his tie was also yellow.

The light beige shirt made his face even more handsome, making him look a little gentler. He seemed to be much softer than usual.

Thinking of the "couple costume" that Xu Xia said, Luo Xiaoqian's face just felt hot.

It must be a coincidence, a coincidence!

Looking at her, Leng Zimo stepped forward and took away a long hair stuck on her sleeve.

"Come on, let's go have lunch!"

"Okay!" She nodded in agreement, then shook her head hastily, "No!"

Leng Zimo raised his eyebrows, "No?"





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