"Director Qin, why are you here!" Wang Bingbing, who was wearing rabbit pajamas, moved away: "Please come in, please come in."
"I heard Mr. Liu said that you were sick, so I came over to see how you are doing now, and..." Qin Xiaobao was stunned because Wang Bingbing took out a pair of bear slippers, but they were too small.
"I'm sorry, I don't have men's slippers at home, why don't you just wear them?" the young lady said embarrassedly.
I tried it, but half of my foot was outside, which was very awkward.
"You can sit down wherever you like, and I'll get you a glass of water." Wang Bingbing went to one side, and Qin Xiaobao walked to the living room, put down the things in his hands, and looked around. It looked pretty good.
The living room is not big, probably only eight or nine square meters, with a sofa chair for three people, an exquisite coffee table, and many handicrafts placed on the TV cabinet. I sniffed and there seemed to be a faint fragrance in the air.
"Director Qin, drink water." Wang Bingbing handed over the cup.
"Thanks!"
"only you?"
"Xiaoming came downstairs and said he was hungry and went to eat. He would come and pick me up later." Qin Xiaobao also felt a little embarrassed: "By the way, have you eaten yet? I just saw a porridge shop on the road and brought it to you.
A portion of seafood porridge.”
"Thank you, Director Qin. I don't have much appetite today and haven't eaten much. I was just thinking about ordering takeout!"
"Okay, then you eat first." Qin Xiaobao wanted to help open the package, but Wang Bingbing took the initiative: "I can do it myself... Wow, it's still hot!"
"It's just been made, of course it's hot." Qin Xiaobao took a sip of water and didn't know what to say.
The young lady was quite natural: "It must be cold outside."
"Yeah, it's just a few degrees. It's still raining. You have to keep warm. You're already suffering from a cold."
"Hehe, I know," the young lady smiled cutely: "It was just that I was freezing when I came back in the middle of the night. I'm usually in good health."
After saying that, Hululu took a mouthful of porridge, but was burned. Qin Xiaobao quickly pulled out a few tissues: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
"I forgot!" Wang Bingbing cried sadly: "It's so hot."
Qin Xiaobao was very helpless. He was sick, and he felt stupid.
"There are some fruits here, remember to eat them."
"I know, Director Qin, why are you blushing?" Wang Bingbing followed suit and blew a few times before feeding it into her mouth.
"I drank some wine just now." Qin Xiaobao said casually.
"Oh!" Wang Bingbing did not pursue the question: "I haven't been to the company in the past two days. I heard that the matter has been resolved satisfactorily?"
"Yeah." Qin Xiaobao was worried that he had no topic, so he spent a few minutes telling the whole story.
"This...is the equivalent of us not doing anything and somehow getting better?"
"That's true." Qin Xiaobao said it again, feeling incredible.
"No, it's probably Director Qin that you made the right decision, so I guess you got so many people's help." The young lady didn't forget to praise: "If you leave silently, the official media may not necessarily support you."
"Maybe, but once it's solved, you can feel at ease."
"So today we went out to celebrate this?" Wang Bingbing asked.
"This is nothing to celebrate, it's the company's business."
"Oh!" Wang Bingbing nodded. Although Brother Xiaobao didn't say anything, he was relieved that things at work were not normal.
"Huh? Why don't you eat more?" When he saw her filling up a small bowl and finishing the meal, she put down her bowl and chopsticks.
Wang Bingbing shook her little head, and the rabbit ears on her head also swayed: "I can't eat anymore, I have no appetite."
"Then let me peel an apple for you?"
"Okay, okay, but if I can't finish it, let's share it between the two of us."
"Okay." Qin Xiaobao chose the one with red dots and went to the kitchen to wash it: "Do you have a knife?"
"On the wall to your left." Wang Bingbing pointed in the direction.
The red apple was turned around on the dexterous fingers, revealing the snow-white flesh inside.
"It's amazing, the skin is not broken!" Wang Bingbing applauded from the side.
Normally Qin Xiaobao would not feel proud of such a trivial matter, but when he heard the young lady cheering him up, a smile still appeared on his lips.
"Director Qin, can you play the piano?" Wang Bingbing crossed her hands and placed them on her cheeks.
"I have no chance to learn piano. The only musical instrument I know how to play is the guitar." Qin Xiaobao said, but his hands didn't stop moving: "I think I only touched it twice, when I was in Dongbai."
"I know. When I saw your fingers, I thought they fit very well. They are not like mine, which are a little short and a little plump."
After saying that, Wang Bingbing popped out her right hand.
Qin Xiaobao looked down and said, "No, it's quite cute."
Oops! Plan failed.
What Wang Bingbing was thinking about was that she would stretch out her hand, and then Brother Xiaobao would do the same, and the two of them would compete together.
The timing was wrong. He had an apple in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, so there was no room left.
The apple was peeled and cut into small pieces, and Qin Xiaobao carefully removed the seeds.
"Kasha!" Wang Bingbing took a piece: "It's delicious!"
"Yeah," Qin Xiaobao was also nibbling: "Well, it's quite sweet and tastes good."
"I drank porridge and ate fruit, and my body felt better!" Wang Bingbing raised her right hand, as if to show off her arm muscles.
"How can it have such a good effect?" Qin Xiaobao was speechless: "The Chinese New Year will be here in a few days. Have you booked the flight tickets?"
"It's ready. It'll be the day after tomorrow."
Qin Xiaobao calculated: "Isn't that the second day after the annual meeting?"
"Yes, Director Qin, where are you celebrating the New Year?"
"I don't know yet. It doesn't matter where I am by myself." Qin Xiaobao didn't care.
Yayana has already communicated with her. She probably won't be able to leave during the Chinese New Year. The employees will be on vacation, but the dogs still need to be taken care of. Only a few people in the courtyard can be left to take charge of her work.
Especially, now that the live broadcast has been started, everyone has one more task to do every day, and it is slowly starting to show results.
Wang Bingbing naturally wanted to say, "Come to my house," but she didn't dare. It wasn't a real tiger. What if she scared Brother Xiaobao?
"When I come back during the Chinese New Year, I will bring you delicious food from our place. My mother is very good at cooking. Every time she goes out, she has a whole suitcase full of food." She stopped mid-sentence.
Oh, what nonsense are you talking about? Brother Xiaobao is an orphan, and you are still showing off whether you can speak.
Fortunately, Qin Xiaobao didn't seem to care: "Okay, let me experience auntie's craftsmanship."
"sure."
"Are you okay in this state? If it's too hard, don't host the annual meeting." Qin Xiaobao saw that she was coughing.
Wang Bingbing waved her hand: "Actually, I felt uncomfortable on the first day. After I went to the hospital and took a nap, I got much better. Now I insist on taking medicine and I will be fine after two days of rest. Don't worry."
"Don't push yourself too hard."
"Don't worry." This must be concern, and Wang Bingbing felt happy in her heart.
After sitting for about half an hour, Qin Xiaobao took the initiative to call Xiaoming and left amidst the reluctance of the young lady.