Du xiatong, who was taking notes, was suddenly stiff. He held the pen tightly in his hand and didn't notice that she had written a wrong word.
"Mr. Zhao, someone is looking for you." Seeing the prompt message from the mobile phone, Du xiatong approached Zhao Qiqing and said softly.
"If there is nothing else, the meeting will be adjourned."
Zhao Qiqing's fierce eyes scanned the people under the stage, and no one dared to have redundant opinions.
The cooperation with Tianjing group was really discussed by Zhao Qiqing. There was no great chance that it happened to Zhao Qiqing, and more people admired her.
I don't know who the visitor is. Zhao Qiqing pushes open the door of the office and sees Rong Yan, whom she hasn't seen for a long time.
"Rong Yan?" With a trace of surprise, Zhao Qiqing looked at the man sitting on the sofa.
"Sister Qiqing." Rong Yan raised his head at the sound.
"What's the matter?"
"I have a model competition next week. I hope you can go with me." Rong Yan looked at Zhao Qiqing with sincere eyes.
"Next week?" Zhao Qiqing showed an embarrassed expression.
She and Tianjing group agreed to hold a cooperation meeting next week, and the person in charge of the other party is Fu xishen. She has no reason to be absent.
Fu xishen only gave her a chance, which does not mean that she can tolerate her various behaviors, especially her absence without reason.
"Does sister Qiqing have no time?"
Rong Yan was keenly aware of Zhao Qiqing's expression, and his eyes quickly crossed a touch of disappointment.
Zhao Qiqing, who didn't know how to refuse, sighed. If she discussed with Fu xishen, the other party would agree.
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