Chapter 37 It’s seven o’clock, she should have dinner
Chapter 37 It was seven o'clock, and she should have dinner.
After getting Ye Shutong's affirmative answer and promising to give her the ticket, Ruan Liuzheng couldn't help but raise her lips.
The mood that had been gloomy for the whole afternoon gradually improved.
She accompanied Ye Shutong on the phone for a while, and when she saw that the time was almost up,
Ruan Liuzheng hung up the phone and turned to walk into the study.
She searched the Internet for the theme and positioning of Mr. Wen's exhibition, and handled a few documents sent by the assistant.
She had some ideas in her mind.
Although Suofan's development in recent years can be regarded as steady, compared with other companies, its development process is indeed a bit behind.
In the final analysis, it was she who dragged her feet.
Especially the design department, which has not introduced fresh blood for a long time, and the works in recent years have been increasingly unable to keep up with the times.
Mr. Wen is a well-known artist at home and abroad. His exhibition will definitely attract many people in the industry. It is the best time to promote Suofan's reputation and the best time to introduce new designers.
Although it is a bit too utilitarian, people always have to face reality.
Ruan Liuzheng lowered her eyes slightly, and the blue light from the computer screen hit her face, half hidden and half visible.
Her cold eyebrows revealed a fascinating sense of rationality.
For her now, work is the most important thing.
...
Hanfei Group, the top floor of the 108th floor.
In the conference room with simple yet luxurious decoration, a group of senior executives sat around the conference table, all feeling very uncomfortable.
They looked at the man at the top cautiously, not daring to breathe.
The huge conference room was as quiet as a chicken.
Today is Hanfei Group's monthly routine report meeting, which was supposed to be held in the afternoon, but it was suddenly moved to the evening.
But... Mr. Xie is obviously not in good shape today.
The director of the planning department stood there trembling, holding in his hand the plan that the entire department had worked hard for three days without sleep.
He had just finished his report, and was now staring at the document in his hand with his head down, his small eyes not daring to miss a single word on it.
From time to time, he would sneak a glance at the man sitting in the main seat, and cold sweat on his forehead was happily.
Xie Qingcen was obviously several generations younger than those present, but his methods and aura frightened those old hands who had been in the workplace for half a lifetime.
Especially his dark eyes, which could instantly silence the entire conference room with just a slight raise of his eyes.
His cold and inhuman appearance was completely different from the one he showed in front of Ruan Liuzheng.
The head of the planning department took a deep breath and waited anxiously for Xie Qingcen's reply.
However, until his legs became weak, he did not hear a single comment from Xie Qingcen.
The other senior executives below could not help but show a sympathetic look to the head of the planning department.
Seeing this, the head of the planning department began to tremble while holding the document.
Just when he was about to faint from nervousness and worry, the door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside to the inside.
Qi Chong walked into the conference room with a serious expression, and looked at Xie Qingcen who was sitting in the middle of the conference table. He could not help but be slightly startled.
In his lifetime, he never expected to see Mr. Xie slacking off in a meeting.
This is even rarer than meeting God's bride.
He dared to guarantee that Mr. Xie was definitely thinking about something related to Miss Ruan at this moment.
But now is not the time to be surprised.
Qi Chong thought of the news he had just received, and his face returned to seriousness again.
He came to Xie Qingcen, leaned over and whispered, "Mr. Xie..."
Xie Qingcen came back to his senses, listened to Qi Chong's report, his long eyebrows slightly frowned, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.
He raised his eyes, and his deep ink-colored eyes lightly swept the people under his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Today's report ends here. You, go down and prepare a more detailed plan for me immediately. What I want is accurate feasibility data, not those long speeches based on fantasy."
"I will only give you one night. Dismissal!"
After speaking, Xie Qingcen stood up and left the meeting room first.
After he left, all the senior executives below breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense spirits obviously relaxed.
Of course, they did not forget to be curious about what Qi Chong had just reported.
"Assistant Qi, what did you just say to Mr. Xie? Did our company sign another big order?" A general manager came forward and asked secretly.
Qi Chong glanced at the general manager. Although he had not recovered from the shock, he still felt a little proud in front of these general managers who knew nothing about it.
He coughed twice and said, "This is much more powerful than signing a big order. If it is really confirmed, you may have a gold medal of immunity in the future."
From Mr. Xie's behavior just now, he was more convinced that Miss Ruan's position in Mr. Xie's heart could no longer be described as pivotal.
In the future, you must hold Miss Ruan's thighs tightly!
After leaving this mysterious sentence, Qi Chong left the meeting room lightly. After all
, if Mr. Xie is kept waiting for too long, he may be implicated by some blind people.
President's office.
Xie Qingcen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window that covered the entire wall of the office. His dark eyes looked forward deeply, and his eyebrows were cold and deep.
The lights were not on in the office. The only light source was the neon lights coming in through the French windows.
The dim light fell on his face. His facial features were three-dimensional and distinct. His eyes were indifferent. He just stood there quietly. The powerful aura on his body could not help but radiate, which was daunting.
The moment Qi Chong came in, he felt the sharpness coming from Xie Qingcen. His breath was choked and his body subconsciously tensed.
"Mr. Xie, do we need to intervene in the things on the Internet?" Qi Chong spoke respectfully, his voice low and light.
Xie Qingcen frowned and looked at the mobile phone screen in his hand, which was still glowing with a cold light. On it was the clarification statement of the Fu Group.
Fu Yanci was worthy of being the heir who could stand out in the big dye vat of the Fu family. In a few words, he threw dirty water on Ruan Liuzheng and Xie Qingcen.
Xie Qingcen chuckled twice, and a shallow arc appeared at the corner of his lips.
His eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a bright color by the halo, which made him look even colder and more gloomy.
He spoke in a flat tone with no ups and downs, "No need. They are just jumping clowns."
The real lesson is still to come, so let them jump around for two days.
Qi Chong was slightly stunned, his eyes seemed puzzled, "Boss Xie, since you don't plan to intervene, why did you interrupt the meeting?"
You know, Hanfei Group's monthly routine report is very important. This rule was set by Xie Qingcen when he took office. Unless there is something special, it cannot be cancelled.
Xie Qingcen raised his eyes, glanced at Qi Chong lightly, and opened his thin lips slightly, "It's seven o'clock, she should have dinner."
Qi Chong was stunned immediately.
Who is 'she'? Who should have dinner?
Is 'her' dinner more important than the meeting of Hanfei Group?
He frowned and didn't react for a long time, so he couldn't answer Xie Qingcen in time.
Qi Chong's slow appearance made Xie Qingcen purse his lips, and a deep displeasure flashed across his dark eyes.
He slightly raised his eyelids, and glanced at Qi Chong with his dark eyes, with a sharp chill in his dullness.
Qi Chong's body stiffened, his brain worked rapidly, and then he seemed to have finally thought of something.
He opened his eyes slightly, and his expression suddenly realized, "Mr. Xie, I'll go order food right away!"
He actually forgot about Miss Ruan! He
just said he wanted to hug her thigh! What a pig brain.
Damn, his career won't end here!
Qi Chong raised his eyes and looked at Xie Qingcen with bitter eyes, his expression was quite... complicated.
Xie Qingcen snorted coldly, not wanting to pay attention to his assistant who was so dramatic.
He slowly withdrew his gaze, his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, "Go to Chao Shiji to order a dinner, and you deliver it to Yuelan Huafu in person."
"If she doesn't eat, you don't have to come to the company tomorrow."
Qi Chong's heart choked, he took a deep breath, nodded and replied, "Yes, Mr. Xie."
...
Seven o'clock in the evening, hospital.
After Fu Yanci's emergency public relations, he returned to the hospital again and accompanied Bai Huanqing for dinner.
"Yanci, you are back, how did you handle the matter?"
Bai Huanqing half leaned on the hospital bed, and when she heard the door open, she raised her eyes and asked gently.
Fu Yanci paused, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, "Everything has been handled, don't worry. Where is Zhiqing?"
"I asked her to go back first. She was just frightened and should go home to rest. I don't need to accompany her here."
Bai Huanqing smiled slightly and said sympathetically.
Fu Yanci looked at the smile on Bai Huanqing's face, and his palms tightened slightly.
What he was going to say later was even more difficult to say.
Ever since Bai Huanqing was admitted to the hospital, he promised to stay by her side every night and never let her stay alone in the hospital.
But now...
Fu Yanci lowered his eyes slightly, sighed softly, and then walked to Bai Huanqing's bed and sat down.
With a casual glance of his dark eyes, he saw the exquisite dishes on the bedside table next to him.
As expected, they were all his favorites.
Huanqing is always so considerate, unlike Ruan Liuzheng, who is either timid or full of thorns. It
makes people lose interest at first sight.
Thinking that he would have to go back to Beishan Villa in a while, Fu Yanci couldn't help feeling irritated, but when he met Bai Huanqing's eyes, his face immediately softened.
"Next time if I come back late, don't wait for me. Huanqing, your body is the most important."
Fu Yanci put his arm around Bai Huanqing's shoulders, his eyes affectionate and soft as if water could overflow.
Bai Huanqing shook her head, "No, you have to work hard every day. It's okay that I can't help you, but how can I not wait for you for such a small matter."
She paused, looked up at the side, and said with a smile, "Yanci, I asked the nurse to add another bed next to you today, so you don't have to squeeze on that sofa at night."
Fu Yanci paused, looked at Bai Huanqing's beautiful profile, frowned slightly, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in his dark eyes.
After a long time, he spoke, his voice a little difficult, "Huanqing..."