Boss, Your Wife's Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Zhao Qiqing only feels cold behind her. I'm afraid this cooperation is the price she can't promise.

"President, they are all waiting for you." Assistant Wei smiled at Zhao Qiqing and looked at Fu xishen.

"Well, Mr. Zhao, let's go."

Assistant Wei can't believe that the two reached cooperation in a short time. It seems that Zhao Qiqing knows little about Fu xishen, and the person who easily benefits her will never be so simple.

Those who don't know are fearless. Zhao Qiqing is very glad that she has something that Fu xishen can see.

After the manager saw Zhao Qiqing clearly, his smiling face was stunned.

Fu xishen's wife Zhao Qiqing, who has been married for five years, how can he not know?

Seeing the two people's behavior of going in and out, quickly change their expression: "Miss Zhao."

"Zhao of Shenghui Company cooperated with Tianjing to acquire Francis Hotel together." In one sentence, assistant Wei explained Zhao Qiqing's identity and reason for coming here.

I have never heard that there are two managers in the acquisition company. They just smile politely and ask their superiors secretly.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Zhao can have a look at the decoration, our president."

Before the manager's words were finished, Zhao Qiqing interrupted: "sorry, I just want to hear about the operation of the hotel."

Anyone with eyes can see that all the money in the hotel is on the decoration.

The manager smiled awkwardly and the topic shifted to Fu xishen, who had never spoken: "although president Zhao is also one of the companies that bought the hotel, we should focus on his problems according to the price given by President Fu."

Zhao Qiqing was ridiculed by the manager, but she couldn't laugh. She wanted to listen to Fu xishen's suggestions.

"Since I cooperate with president Zhao, her problem is naturally mine." Fu xishen's sentence ended their contradiction.

Fu xishen's position is obvious, and Zhao Qiqing has represented him.

"Sorry, the front desk of the hotel will have daily performance statistics." The manager turned to the front desk.

Zhao Qiqing, who had not yet reacted, was hit by the manager. Her feet were unstable and her body began to tilt. At this time, Fu xishen reached out and held her.

The little action of the three was in a moment. Assistant Wei only saw Fu xishen's initiative to touch Zhao Qiqing, but the other party's expression of gratitude.

Unable to figure out their behavior, assistant Wei and the manager walked side by side without looking at the two people behind them.

"Thank you." Zhao Qiqing apologized in a very small voice, then looked at the arrogant figure in front, "I hope I can't see him after purchasing the hotel."

Fu xishen's eyes narrowed slightly and said calmly, "he will be the first person to leave the Francis Hotel."

The most important thing in the service industry is attitude. Those who can retaliate against future shareholders can only be annihilated in the industry.

After asking all the questions, Fu xishen lowered the price of the hotel again.

After signing the contract, Zhao Qiqing looked at the huge hotel and sighed: "it turns out that there are not only external problems, but also great internal defects."

Francis Hotel does not have a complete organization. It needs a lot of efforts to achieve its goals.

"Do you think the other party doesn't know when they give up the hotel at a low price?" Fu xishen asked Zhao Qiqing.

"Mr. Fu, the contract between us?" Zhao Qiqing doesn't want the meat she got in vain to be gone.

Even if the hotel has no hope of salvation, she is still very confident.

"Assistant Wei." Fu xishen's low voice came from Zhao Qiqing's ear, "the contract is for president Zhao."

After taking over the contract, Zhao Qiqing smiled for unknown reasons. Was this prepared in advance?

After signing her name, Zhao Qiqing took one of them. "I don't know what general Fu's conditions are?"

"I didn't think about it."

Zhao Qiqing has never seen anyone have the confidence to say this sentence, but Fu xishen does have the confidence.

Thinking of the skirt, Zhao Qiqing looked at assistant Wei and stopped talking.

The latter got Zhao Qiqing's hint and left private space for them: "Sir, I'll wait for you in the parking lot."

Seeing assistant Wei walking away, Zhao Qiqing looked back and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, how do you want to solve the skirt?"

"Others can send you, I can't?" Remembering the news from Zhao Qiqing, Fu xishen's cold tone was mixed with imperceptible anger.

"No, Fu always has the right to give away, but it was my brother who gave me my clothes." Zhao Qiqing tried to tell Fu xishen that they were not familiar with each other in a euphemistic tone.

"It turned out that I helped president Zhao negotiate a business. I didn't even have the right to send things."

Fu xishen's leisurely expression could not see the meaning of being rejected, but Zhao Qiqing was fidgeting.

"No."

Fu xishen couldn't see Zhao Qiqing's forced expression, "when there are only two of us, I hope you can call my name."

Every time she switches the working mode, Zhao Qiqing will subconsciously correct the title of Fu xishen and unconsciously alienate the relationship between them.

"I called your name." Zhao Qiqing is haggling over the name.

"That's better." Fu xishen got up and looked at the time. "Do you need me to take you back?"

Zhao Qiqing shook her head and refused: "no, myself."

With that, Zhao Qiqing's face changed. How could she forget that there was no oil in the car.

I remember that she drove into the parking lot to indicate that the fuel level was too low, and it was also difficult to get to the nearest gas station.

"What?" Fu xishen looked back at Zhao Qiqing.

"Can you take me to the nearby gas station?"

Zhao Qiqing really felt unlucky. Not only did the car run out of gas, but also her mobile phone ran out of electricity.

"The car broke down?" Fu xishen returned to Zhao Qiqing, and the cell phone he couldn't open was also displayed in front of him.

"No, there's no oil." Zhao Qiqing didn't dare to look Fu xishen in the eye. She had a panoramic view of her despondent appearance.

Fu xishen opened his mobile phone, sent a message and returned to his previous position.

"Won't you go?" Zhao Qiqing doesn't want Fu xishen to see her humble appearance of borrowing a charger from others.

Fu xishen bowed his head and said nothing until assistant Wei hurried to him: "Sir, Miss Zhao's fuel tank has been filled with oil. This is a rechargeable treasure."

Assistant Wei acts completely as a tool man. After completing the task assigned by Fu xishen, he leaves quickly without wasting a minute of their solitude.

Zhao Qiqing heard what assistant Wei said. It turned out that Fu xishen was helping her solve the problem, and even realized that her mobile phone had no power.

"Don't you know what to give you this time?" Fu xishen reaches out his hand to Zhao Qiqing. Dianbao is still some distance away from Zhao Qiqing. Zhao Qiqing needs to take the initiative to go there.

"Fu xishen, do you care so much about everyone?" At the same time, Zhao Qiqing took the electric treasure from Fu xishen.

At the moment of charging, Zhao Qiqing directly pressed the start button.

When Du xiatong's missed calls and unread messages were found after starting the machine, she was stunned. When she clicked on it, Zhao Qiqing's face changed in a flash.

"Fu xishen, there is something wrong with our company. I'll return the electric treasure to you." With that, Zhao Qiqing quickly left the hotel and went straight to the parking lot.

When starting the car, Zhao Qiqing called Du xiatong. The other party connected the phone the next second: "president Zhao and President Shen are making trouble in the company. He is waiting for you in the office."