Chapter 345: Women's Meeting

Bu Fan followed Zheng Yiting into the office and sat in Zheng Yiting's office without hesitation, which made Zheng Yiting speechless. If it were someone else, Zheng Yiting might have been angry with him.

"The environment here is very good! You can tell that you are a person who understands life very well." Bufan looked at the flowers on the indoor windowsill and said to Zheng Yiting, "Walking into your office, I feel like I'm back in spring."

"Dr. Yang is too rewarded. If Director Yang likes these words, I can give him some to Director Yang to take back to Hong Kong." Zheng Yiting stood in front of Bu Fan and said lightly, with only one desk between them.

"Forget it! It's a waste of energy to move so many flowers to Hong Kong. I don't like to waste. What's more, I'm also a vulgar. I just think that flowers look beautiful, don't know what flowers, and I can't raise them to protect them. If these flowers are raised to death by me, am I not trying to restrain the heavenly things?" Bu Fan shook his head and rejected Zheng Yiting's kindness.

"It's true that I don't have any taste!" Zheng Yiting muttered in a low voice. Although the voice was very small, Bufan was still heard by the sharp ears.

"I don't have taste, but I never pretend to be tasteful. It's better than those who pretend to be tasteful but often do things that are not tasteful!" Bu Fan smiled slightly, and was not annoyed, leaned on the chair and said to Zheng Yiting.

Zheng Yiting did not object or agree, and stood there quietly, making Bufan feel embarrassed.

"I'm talking about beauty, sit down and talk! Are you not tired when standing? What if you get tired of your body, it would be strange if Ni Mutian doesn't fight me to death?" Bu Fan said to Zheng Yiting.

"Is my husband very good at fighting? You are so good at being so good, so you are afraid of him?" Zheng Yiting walked to the sofa and sat down while talking.

"I'm afraid that you will become a widow." Although Bu Fan thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to say that. If Zheng Yiting gets angry, she will not become a widow and she will become a ghost.

"Zheng Yiting, where is your secretary? Why didn't I see your secretary when I came in just now?" Bu Fan suddenly thought of this in his mind and couldn't help asking.

"She went to print the materials. Mr. Yang, do you want to check the company's development plan? I'll get it for you right away?" Zheng Yiting said as she was about to stand up, but was stopped by Bufan.

"Don't panic in business, I will go and talk to your dad slowly later. I am interested in your private affairs with Ni Mutian. Let's talk about private affairs as an old friend!" Bufan paused and said to Zheng Yiting, "Since we are talking about private affairs, we should just call each other by our name! I always feel uncomfortable when I hear the words "Dong Yang" from your mouth."

Since we were talking about private matters, there was no need for Zheng Yiting to be so polite to Bu Fan. She asked Bu Fan lightly: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about your marriage with Ni Mutian! Why did you decide to get married on New Year's Day next year?" Bufan asked with a smile.

"Does marriage require a reason?" Zheng Yiting gave Bu Fan annoyedly, "Have you ever heard of your own promise when you are in a deep relationship? We have such deep feelings, but you are not unclear. Marriage is just a form."

"Really? I think you are a little younger than Wanru? If there is no special reason, would you get married so early? I dare not say that I understand you, but for Ni Mutian, I dare to pat my chest and say what underwear he likes to wear. Tell me, why did you give up the free days of single nobles so early and get married so early?" Bu Fan had a sinister smile on his face, and he asked Zheng Yiting step by step.

"Tsk! Look at your appearance, you thought you were Sherlock Holmes and Conan Edogawa! Do we need other reasons to get married?" Zheng Yiting replied unwillingly, but Bufan caught a trace of tension and anxiety in her face.

"Forget it! Since you don't say it, I'll guess it myself. Maybe I'm lucky, if I guess it right!" Bufan smiled at Zheng Yiting cunningly, making Zheng Yiting gritted her teeth and had no choice but to do anything to him.

"You and Ni Mutian, one is a group manager and the other is a senior government official, should have a very good personality. Logically speaking, the will of your parents should have no effect on you, so I concluded that the reason for your marriage has nothing to do with your parents." Bufan analyzed with a smile and calmly.

"Since it's not because of your parents, it's because of your own. What makes you want to get married so urgently?" Bufan said, and his cunning eyes glanced at Zheng Yiting's lower abdomen intentionally or unintentionally.

"If you have anything, just say it clearly! I have goose bumps in this suspicious way?" Zheng Yiting felt Bu Fan's gaze and couldn't help but shivered a few times.

"Okay, I'll just say it clearly. How many months have you been?" Bufan asked Zheng Yiting with a smile, his eyes never leaving Zheng Yiting's lower abdomen.

"I heard from others that your eyesight is terrifying! Today, I finally believed it. I didn't expect that you could see it when wearing such a thick sweater in winter." Zheng Yiting sighed helplessly, knowing that Bu Fan had seen the strangeness in her lower abdomen.

When Bufan saw Zheng Yiting for the first time at the airport, he felt a little strange, but he didn't dare to make up. It was not until Zheng Yiting stood in front of him that Bufan confirmed that what he saw in his eyes was not an illusion.

"You haven't answered my question yet? As Ni Mutian's friend, your god sister's brother, your child's prospective godfather, I should know!" Bufan asked Zheng Yiting.

"Where are you still a godfather?" Zheng Yiting looked at Bu Fan deeply, "If you want to be a godfather, you must show some sincerity!"

"Tell me what sincerity!" Bu Fan knew that Zheng Yiting was giving her conditions, so he was not angry, and said in accordance with Zheng Yiting's words.

"The first is a meeting gift! As someone else's godfather, you should always give your children a meeting gift!" Zheng Yiting asked Bufan for help.

"Isn't it just a meeting gift? Don't worry, even if you forget to give you the gift for your marriage, you won't forget to give me the gift for my godson. Now, can you tell me how many months my dear godson is?" Bufan said to Zheng Yiting angrily.

"You dare! If you forget our gifts, I will tell my sister (Yang Wanru). I think she will have a way to help us get the gifts from you." Zheng Yiting proudly carried Yang Wanru to Bufan, not afraid that Bufan would not submit.

"The gifts won't be missing you. Please tell me: how old is my godson?" Bufan said to Zheng Yiting in an almost crazy voice. If he hadn't been worried about her being a pregnant woman, Bufan would have started to wash her.

"It's been more than two months. There are about seven months left before this child comes to this world." Zheng Yiting gently stroked her lower abdomen. When she thought of herself as a mother, her face couldn't help but be filled with the tenderness of a loving mother.

"Oh! Eight months should be too late!" Bu Fan said, but there was a regular knock on the door outside.

"Come in!" Bufan knew that he was peaceful without thinking about it.

The door was opened, and it was indeed safe to walk in. A front desk girl was following behind. The front desk girl saw Bu Fan sitting in Zheng Yiting's manager position, and Zheng Yiting was sitting on the sofa with a puzzled look on her face, and she actually forgot to say hello to Zheng Yiting on her own initiative.

Zheng Yiting's face, which was still sunny just now, was covered with dark clouds. She deliberately coughed heavily, which scared the beauty at the front desk so much that she couldn't help but shivered a few times.

"Mr. Zheng!" The front desk girl said to Zheng Yiting timidly, her voice trembling very violently, and a simple greeting trembled twice in succession.

Bu Fan knew that the front desk girl in front of him was frightened by Zheng Yiting's face that was even darker than Zhang Fei, so he hurried out to smooth things over: "Beauty, don't be afraid. Although your President Zheng is a little serious, he is still quite kind in his heart. As long as you do more and talk less, President Zheng will still trust you. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself: My name is Bu Fan, and I am your President Zheng's brother."

"Hello Mr. Bu! I promise you and Mr. Zheng that I will concentrate on doing things and will not talk nonsense." The beauty heard Bu Fan's words as if she had caught a life-saving straw, and nodded desperately to Bu Fan and Zheng Yiting and reassured.

"Beauty, your Mr. Zheng and I are already very satisfied with your promise. If you don't want to stay here to have tea and chat with us, you can go and have a lot of work." Bufan said to the beauty.

When the beauty heard Bu Fan's words, she looked at Zheng Yiting sitting on the sofa. Seeing Zheng Yiting nodding to her, she withdrew from the office as if she was amnesty. Of course, she did not forget to say goodbye to Zheng Yiting and Bu Fan.

He looked at Bufan with peace of mind, his eyes full of admiration: "Wow! Cousin, you are so majestic. I admire you so much!"

Bufan directly ignored Anxin's admiration and introduced to Anxin: "Xin'er, this is Zheng Yiting, your cousin's best friend. You call her sister Tingting! (Bufan doesn't know who is older in his heart) She works as the PR department manager in this company. If you want to work in this company, she can give you some help."

After saying that, Bufan said to Zheng Yiting again: "Xiaoting, this is what I told you about my cousin's peace of mind. She has submitted her resume in the Ministry of Human Resources and may be internship here in the future. I hope you can help her if you have time."

"Hello, Anxin! Tell me if you need any help in the future. As long as I can help, I will never refuse." Zheng Yiting stood up, walked in front of Anxin, and stretched out her right hand.

"Thank you, Sister Tingting! Just call me Xin'er!" An Xin stretched out her right hand and said to Zheng Yiting.

The two women shook hands with each other, which was the first time they met. Sometimes, it was that simple for women to get to know each other.
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