The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Huo Niannian was considerate, but she was not useful to Gu Tingshen. He said lightly, "No, I'm not busy. I pushed the matter to tomorrow. This is the first day of filming for the advertisement. You must have me to accompany you. "    

    

Alright, he was strong. He was reasonable. Huo Niannian was helpless and could only let Gu Tingshen make the arrangements.    

    

After hanging up the phone, Huo Niannian began to prepare for the afternoon matters.    

    

At this time, in the Executive Office of Gu Industries.    

    

Zhou Haoqin just came back and reported to Gu Tingshen, "Director Gu, I have already started to prepare the number Madam asked me to check. "    

    

Gu Tingshen nodded. When he looked at Zhou Haoqin, his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. When he remembered what Huo Niannian said, Zhou Haoqin might not be able to be a father, he felt a deep sympathy for his assistant.    

    

Zhou Haoqin saw that he was staring at him, and he felt a chill in his heart. He touched his cheek, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it. But why did President's eyes have a hint of pity?    

    

What did he do wrong?    

    

He could not help but ask, "Director Gu, is there a problem?"    

    

Gu Tingshen came back to his senses and shook his head. "No problem. You can do it. If you can't do it, it's good to let the hackers in the company investigate. You don't have to force yourself too hard. "    

    

Hearing this, Zhou Haoqin was stunned. His little heart almost stopped. What did he hear? Director Gu was actually measuring him?    

    

Zhou Haoqin's heart trembled slightly. He hurriedly said, "No, it won't. It won't be. I can do this kind of thing. "    

    

Gu Tingshen faintly nodded. He was prepared to tell Zhou Haoqin to prepare for the filming in the afternoon, but when he saw Zhou Haoqin's face, he once again overflowed with a man's sympathy towards men.    

    

He hesitated for a moment and called the company's insider. He found a small assistant and ordered. "The meeting in the afternoon will be delayed. Also, make preparations. We will go to Cheng Yajing's advertisement in the afternoon to visit the filming site. "    

    

"Yes, Director Gu. " After the assistant agreed, she turned her head and looked at Zhou Haoqin, who was standing at the same place. She was a little puzzled. These things had always been done by Special Assistance Zhou.    

    

After the little assistant left, Zhou Haoqin volunteered, "Director Gu, you will accompany Madam to visit Cheng Yajing in the afternoon? Actually, I have already made plans in advance. What else do you need from the staff at the venue?"    

    

Gu Tingshen waved his hand when he heard that. " No need. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, go back and rest. Investigate the phone number. "    

    

After saying that, Gu Tingshen raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost time. He ordered a restaurant now and then went to pick up his wife.    

    

Thinking that he was going to see Huo Niannian soon, the corner of Gu Tingshen's lips curled up. He was in a good mood. He got up, put on his coat, and walked straight to the door.    

    

Zhou Haoqin quickly said, "Director Gu, you want to go out?"    

    

"Yes, I want to eat with Madam in the afternoon. "    

    

"Then I will go and book a restaurant!" Zhou Haoqin's eyes sparkled. He felt that he finally found something he could do.    

    

Unexpectedly, after Gu Tingshen stopped walking, he took a deep look at him and said two words with his thin lips, "No need. "    

    

After saying that, he walked around Zhou Haoqin and walked out of the office door.    

    

Zhou Haoqin was the only one left behind. He stood where he was and suddenly felt helpless. What happened to Director Gu?    

    

There was no need for him to do anything. Furthermore, he was looking at him with that kind of look. Was he going to replace him as a special assistant?    

    

Thinking of this, Zhou Haoqin's heart trembled. A strong sense of crisis struck him.    

    

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