Chapter 596: Gentle and Gang duel

Qin Zhiming held back his breath and closed the door with his backhand.
Zhong Zhen waited for a second, and immediately blasted Feng Beichen, "What's the matter with you? Don't tell me before you come! After you come, show me and Brother Zhiming! He also said something irritating with Yin and Yang. !"
Feng Beichen naturally couldn't stand being scolded by her. He retaliated, "I came here to surprise you. I know you like these dishes, so I queued and brought them to me. You'd better, and in turn give it to me. A big surprise! Hold hands with that one and wink!"
I'm so angry I want to hit him! Zhong Zhen glared at the spout, "Imperfect people really see nothing! At that time, I was holding a mouse in my hand. Brother Zhiming came to show me if I didn't understand the data! Two people discuss the problem, can it? Is there no eye contact allowed?!"
Feng Beichen opened his mouth, and just wanted to reprimand her again, but his reason felt that the explanation in her words was quite reasonable.
Seeing that Feng Beichen hadn't spoken for the time being, Zhong Zhen folded his arms and leaned into the back of the chair with his eyes staring at the floor.
The two fell into silence, the atmosphere solidified like an ice cellar.
After a while, Feng Beichen's anger disappeared a little, and then he said in a consistently cold tone, "Okay, count me wrong, come and eat."
"You can eat enough by yourself, I have no appetite!" Zhong Zhen didn't appreciate his face at all, Huo Di stood up and walked back to the desk to continue studying the data.
Feng Beichen, who was hanging there, was in a terrible mood. He stood up and faced Zhong Zhen, "I am a man. I can see that Qin Zhiming treats you very differently. Just now he was like you. Can I not be angry? I'm your husband!" "What about your husband? You can blame me casually with this title? Just make sense!" Zhong Zhen shouted out intolerably, "According to you, I can't be right by my side. My good man exists? What about you? Did you do it? If you can do it, take all the women around you
Regardless of whether the friends or the subordinates are cleaned up, then I will do the same, otherwise you should not say this to me! "
Feng Beichen was choked by her interrogation.
Zhong Zhen panted slightly and hurried away, "You go back first, we both need to calm down, don't meet for now!"
"You, are you driving me away?!" Feng Beichen glared at her in disbelief.
Zhong Zhen threw him one, what kind of eyes do you want.
Feng Beichen accepted it, and couldn't hold her face anymore, so he lifted his foot and left.
Zhong Zhen dialed the internal landline and summoned his assistant, pointing to the lunch box on the coffee table and instructing, "Take those and share it with everyone."
The assistant cleverly responded, and asked in a low voice as he cleaned up, "Mr. Zhong, should I order another copy for you?"
"That's fine," Zhong Zhen responded indifferently, thinking about it and adding, "By the way, ask President Qin if he has ordered a meal. If not, let him order it together."
When the assistant exited with his things, Zhong Zhen slid down and half-collapsed in the boss's chair, feeling exhausted.
It turns out that tearing apart with a beloved man will kill many cells!
But when the five words "beloved man" flashed in her mind, she was annoyed again, what else did she mention whether she was beloved or not? After all, she and him will inevitably have a big battle!
After a while, Qin Zhiming personally brought two lunches to her to eat with her.
He looked at her lacklustre expression and enlightened him, "Don't think too much about it. Being a human being is like that. Eat when it's time to eat, and work when it's time to work."
Zhong Zhen nodded. She understands the truth, but she can't do it...
Feng Beichen drove back to Chenxing, threw the car key to the lobby manager who was approaching him, and his eyes were full of coldness of "meeting the gods and killing the gods and the Buddhas".
The lobby manager quickly notified Zhang Junyan that the president is back!
Zhang Junyan immediately led An Ran to the elevator entrance to greet him, and she really saw Feng Beichen walking out, who was exuding cold aura.
It's terrible, the male is very angry, and the consequences are serious! Zhang Junyan and An Ran looked at each other and followed him to the office door step by step.
"Don't let anyone in!" Feng Beichen threw down the order, after entering, bang! Close the door vigorously!
Looking at each other, but unable to speak there, Zhang Junyan and An Ran returned to the secretary-general's office.
"What's the matter with Mr. Feng?" An Ran whispered, as if talking to himself or asking Zhang Junyan.
Zhang Junyan had actually guessed what happened to Feng Beichen, because she went out after seeing Feng Beichen made a phone call. She then checked the number, which was the order phone number of the restaurant at home.
If she remembers correctly, that restaurant was Zhong Zhen's most frequent order in the past!
It was inferred from this that Feng Beichen called the Chinese restaurant and ordered Zhong Zhen’s favorite dishes to be packaged and sent to Jueji, but he didn’t know why the two were upset, and Feng Beichen was so angry that he ran back!
An Ran saw that Zhang Junyan hadn't spoken for a long time, so he said again, "President Feng locked himself up and didn't know if he had eaten."
"Yes!" Zhang Junyan pulled back her thoughts and decisively taught her the way. "You immediately order his favorite food and send it to him. Remember to only persuade him to eat, and don't ask him what happened."
"Is this okay?" An Ran asked nervously. It was really terrifying that Feng Beichen had a temper, and she might cause trouble to her upper body.
"I'm right, you should use softness to control rigidity. Men love soft food!" Zhang Junyan guided her straightforwardly.
Well, An Ran nodded her head, anyway, gentleness is her biggest killer!
I hurriedly called to order a meal, waited for the meal to be delivered, and knocked on the office door.
It was originally expected to receive Feng Beichen's curse, but there was no reaction at all.
An Ran took a few deep breaths, dared to open the door gently, and saw that he was not in the office.
When she was wondering, the door of the dark room opened, and Feng Beichen, who took off his suit jacket, walked out of the high shirt sleeves, and was startled when she saw her.
An Ran squeezed out a smile and raised the bag in her hand, "President Feng, you haven't eaten yet?" As she said, she turned around and went to the sofa, spread out the lunch box, and said softly, "Come on, eat some ."
Feng Beichen retracted his gaze and said in a low voice, "No, I'm not hungry."
"There are still meetings to be held in the afternoon. If you don't eat some, your stomach will not be able to stand it." An Ran still persuaded in a very gentle and gentle tone, and turned around to get his water cup to catch the water, put it on the coffee table, and took a pair. Innocent and nervous eyes were watching him.
When he spread the anger he got from one woman on another woman, Feng Beichen asked himself that he couldn't be so mean.
He frowned, "Okay, I'll eat, you go out first." To his support, An Ran bowed softly and retreated, standing outside the door to guard.