Chapter 47 Nacht "Pregnant?"

The Xie family has several private airports in New York, LA, Nevada and other areas in the United States. Each airport has several private aircraft, which is legal and compliant, and follows the strict jurisdiction and regulations of the FAA.

Private aircraft need to apply for routes in advance, and the time varies.

Yesterday, Xie Xianshen had asked Zuo Qian to do this. He originally wanted to finish the work in advance and return to Beijing to meet Quezhan in advance.

He was planning to give her a surprise.

"Boss Xie, you have an industry academic seminar tomorrow..."

Zuo Qian didn't know why his boss suddenly returned to Beijing. The original time to return to Beijing was tomorrow afternoon, which was contradictory.

"Will you die if you miss this meeting?"

Zuo Qian received the instructions and immediately arranged for professional crew members to be on standby over the phone, doing things without delay.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Xianshen called Lu Yanxing again.

Rokori and Levi's cooperation, as the young master who is the boss behind the scenes, he doesn't like to be in charge and can't be a bystander. After a phone call, Young Master Lu said that the specific reasons for the problem this time are still under investigation.

Until the plane was hanging in the sky -

on the other side of Beijing.

Rokori and Levi are the two main responsible companies for this magazine project. Whether it is the work process on Rokori's side that forms a team responsible for the project, or Levi's editor-in-chief, planning, typesetting, design, comprehensive management and other working members, a group of people took turns to check, and Quezhan, the business director, also reviewed it. Both sides confirmed that there were no problems before carrying out the final finishing work - the electronic final draft was handed over to the well-known publishing house that closely cooperates with Rokori and Levi.

But now there is still a problem.

Quezhan went to the publishing house to get the sample book, and compared it with the electronic final draft data and typesetting, and found that they were almost completely two different final drafts.

Greer was also shocked for a moment, and turned to ask the staff behind him: "Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, "Charme romantique" will be released and released, and the preheating news on various network platforms has been released. Tell me, what is going on now? At Rokori, you earn more than three hundred thousand yuan a year. Is the five-digit salary worthy of your work attitude? Is your work efficiency this way?"

The woman said coldly: "There is no problem with the final draft when it comes to me, which means that the problem must have appeared after this. I just looked at the final draft from the publisher, and it is indeed different from the manuscript we reviewed several times. Could it be that someone secretly swapped it?"

The team members looked at each other, and no one stood up to speak.

"Haven't you thought that you would be fired by Rokori for causing such consequences?"

"Greer."

Quezhan raised his hand to indicate that there was no need to kill a chicken to scare the monkey.

Although it was unexpected, it was fortunate that it was discovered in time. Since such a thing happened, it is related to the staff responsible for the project, and the investigation of the matter will have to be done slowly.

If you ask directly, even if there are people with ulterior motives, they will not admit it in public.

"It was Congsheng." One of the curly-haired female employees suddenly thought of something. "Didn't Sister Greer have a stomachache? It was Congsheng who took over the manuscript. If there were no problems with other steps, it could only be her. The final data and typesetting of the final draft were carefully reviewed and checked by the team members."

"Tina, you are a bad person who complains first."

As expected, a friend in need is a friend indeed. Congsheng hummed softly: "After all the contents of the final draft were reviewed by our team members, Sister Greer and Mr. Que confirmed that there was no problem and submitted it to the publishing house. That time Sister Greer had a stomachache, I went to hand it over. Sister Greer also read it later. The content of the final draft has not changed. Why should the blame be put on me? There are surveillance cameras on every floor of the company building. Will I sacrifice my career for this matter?" "

Also, some of the data you are responsible for has errors, and I discovered and modified it."

Tina was speechless for a moment. The current Congsheng is too different from the lively and innocent appearance when she first joined the company.

Not like the same person.

Exceptionally articulate.

"Okay." Quezhan stopped the unstable situation at that time. "For any matter, we must provide evidence before accusing. I have asked my assistant to investigate the matter. Pay attention to the order within the group."

"Finding the problem now is not the worst result."

The electronic final draft of the first batch of Encre new product series included in "Charme romantique" was correct when it was finalized. The publishing house only printed and sealed it according to the manuscript sent. There was only a problem in this process. Before the journal is released at 10 o'clock tomorrow, there is still room for recovery.

However, the number of issues may be reduced to several times compared with the fixed number stipulated in the first batch.

There is no way, the planning scheme needs to be adjusted again.

"Who discovered this problem first?" Quezhan

ran to the publishing house in a hurry when he encountered something. He didn't even drink water. He just remembered it now.

"It's me, President Que." Congsheng stepped forward.

After submitting the final draft, the team sent Congsheng to the publishing house to inspect the situation. She was the first to discover the problem and report it to Greer. Later, Greer told Quezhan the situation.

When Tina heard that it was Congsheng who discovered the situation, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty for doubting her at the beginning.

But in the end, what happened was really too strange.

Although there was no evidence, she really felt that Congsheng was a bit strange.

All the team members in the group, except her, seemed to be able to get along with Congsheng.

A colleague who had a good relationship with her also thought that she thought too much.

Quezhan told the staff in charge of publishing and printing that she wanted to see the content of the final draft that had been sent over. The staff took her to see that it was indeed different, and it seemed that it had been temporarily replaced.

This time, she supervised the work personally.

After receiving Xie Xianshen's words, Lu Yanxing came to the scene and understood the whole situation. Together with the other team members and Quezhan, he stayed up from the afternoon to the early morning.

"Really, you should go back."

An hour ago, Lu Yanxing yawned non-stop, but Quezhan couldn't bear it, "We are enough here. Xie Xianshen asked you for help, which is not your job, don't make me feel guilty."

Lu Yanxing wanted to leave, but he couldn't. He had already finished the third cup of coffee delivered by the delivery, "If Shen knew I was leaving, he would kill me first when he landed in Beijing."

After all, the cooperation deal between Levi and Rokori was still written in black and white in the contract. If something went wrong, what would happen if he, a boss, left?

Not to mention a grown man.

Quezhan curved his eyes slightly and smiled, "Are you so afraid of him? But he is indeed a pervert."

Young Master Lu paused in drinking coffee, and his eyes unconsciously moved to Quezhan.

The woman's long black hair was draped over her shoulders to cover her thin body. Her affectionate eyes smiled and looked around, so much so that he suddenly felt that he had seen too many women's eyes in the past 20 years, and none of them were as good as hers.

Has he seen her smile? How many times? I forgot, but this time she seemed prettier than the previous times, no wonder she made her husband crazy about her.

Shen was right, she was really pretty when she smiled.

At that time, Lu Yanxing joked, "Why, your wife doesn't know where the north and the south are when she smiles?"

Xie Xianshen: "A playboy doesn't understand love."

"Hey, why are you making personal attacks?"

"Am I afraid of him?"

Anyway, Xie Xianshen was not in the capital, so Lu Yanxing stood up, but shrugged after a few seconds, "Just a little bit..."

"I guess you are the only one who is not afraid of him." After all, they were childhood friends in the same compound, and Master Lu knew a lot. "His brother Xie Che, and his two sisters Xie Ling and Xie Ting, none of these three will not cry when he criticizes them, and the same goes for his employees who make mistakes."

"Especially Xie Ting, she is so afraid of her brother."

"However, my sister told me the other day that she is not afraid now."

Quezhan was interested, "Why?"

"Because of you." Lu Yanxing smiled, "She said that with her sister-in-law protecting her, why should she be afraid of her brother."

Quezhan also smiled, so cute.

"Shen is the only one who listens to you and is handsome. When he came back from participating in a competition in Hong Kong City during high school, all the girls were surrounding the railings of the teaching building. The scene was so impressive. It was definitely a show of beauty." Lu Yanxing was not exaggerating. He spoke the truth. He turned to Quezhan and said, "Take it, ah."

It turned out that there were so many people around, and they were just here?

They were not the only two around. Quezhan looked around. The ears of each employee were erected, harvesting the gossip in front of them.

"Master Lu, how much benefit did you receive from him?" Quezhan said openly, "I will double the benefit he gave you." "

Come on, do I look like that kind of person?"

Lu Yanxing deliberately avoided Quezhan's sight.

Not many benefits, just a customized private jet, a private route, and a Bugatti Chrion W16 Mistral that he spent a lot of money on but could not buy on the market.

Even if he sewed his mouth tightly, he couldn't say it.

Say nice things, gain favor.

Lu Yanxing was shocked to hear Xie Xianshen say these, secretly sighing that this is how he pursues his wife?

Even more scheming than when he seduces women.

"Hey, isn't it a coincidence that Shen called me." Lu Yanxing thanked Xie Xianshen for the call. If it had come a second later, he would have felt guilty.

Que Zhan continued to supervise the work.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and none of the employees on the scene left without being ordered. She also looked at the time. It was indeed very late. From the afternoon to now, the number of magazines printed had exceeded 70% of the initial target. Considering the employees' rest, she issued the order to leave work.

Lu Yanxing also ended the call at this moment. Seeing Quezhan about to leave, he called out to him: "Zhan, Zhan Zhan Zhan Zhan..."

"Where are you summoning the mage?"

"What are you doing? You're leaving now?"

Quezhan was helpless, "Master Lu, I'm not an iron man. You don't take a break after working for so long, right?"

"Shen will be back soon." Lu Yanxing said, "He said he will be here soon, about half an hour, you wait for him. It's so nice for the couple to go back together."

"Besides, you too, working for so long and driving in the middle of the night, how dangerous."

Xie Xianshen really came back...

Quezhan didn't expect that the "wait for me" he said was not just a promise, but more like... a promise?

She just called his name, and it was a confused call. She realized it after she called it.

Maybe she called his name too many times, and every time, she basically called him by his full name, Xie Xianshen, Xie Xianshen, as if she was ordering someone.

"I don't know how to call a designated driver?" Quezhan gathered her thoughts.

Lu Yanxing was anxious and told Quezhan, "Listen to me, don't leave in a hurry. A cup of coffee won't take long."

On the phone, Xie Xianshen asked him to keep his wife. What could Master Lu do but agree?

Quezhan didn't care about Xie Xianshen's unreasonable request. She was very sleepy and waved her hand with her bag, "I don't want to wait. Let him go wherever he wants."

She was heartless and only cared about taking a break and having a good sleep. He has been busy since the morning until now. He has been working hard for more than ten hours and supervising the whole process, fearing that something will go wrong. He didn't drink much water, let alone eat.
Walking out of the main entrance of the publishing company, Quezhan put his palm against his head. Maybe it was because of the high intensity of work that his head hurt. His steps were unstable, and he walked left and right. He looked like a drunk person who had a broken heart and was afraid that he would fall to the ground if he was not careful. 
Lu Yanxing was worried about her going out alone, so he hurried downstairs. It was the middle of the night, and if something happened to her alone, his life would be in Xie Xianshen's hands. 

"Ancestor, what can you do if you wait for more than ten minutes? People will be here soon. How can I explain to Shen if you just leave like this? You want me to die in his hands, right? Have mercy on my life, ancestors." 

Quezhan walked unsteadily, pretending to fall, and didn't hear what Master Lu said. Seeing this, the man hugged her in time, "Look at you, what's wrong? Are you dizzy or something..." 

In fact, Quezhan felt much better after leaving the company. 

The cool breeze at night brought fresh air into the chest, and there was a feeling of being in a cage and suddenly being liberated. 

"It's okay..." 

"Shen!" 

Lu Yanxing had sharp eyes. He saw a Rolls-Royce with consecutive numbers coming from the main road ahead. Just by looking at the license plate number, he knew whose car it was. "Here, here!" 

The pure black car stopped at a place, and Quezhan looked over. She didn't hear what Lu Yanxing said clearly. She only looked ahead, wondering if she was hallucinating because she was too tired from work. Xie Xianshen had called her in the morning and was in the United States. It hadn't been long before he came directly to her. 

"Quezhan." As he spoke, the sandalwood scent on his body flowed into her whole body. His tight arms wrapped around her body that was about to collapse, and his palms were attached to the side of her face, pulling her into his arms, and his voice was low. 

The two places in Beijing, the United States, were thousands of miles apart, and he returned to her side. 

"Well, my mission is finally completed." 

Lu Yanxing handed the person to Xie Xianshen, thinking that he could finally have a good sleep, but he didn't expect-- 

"Hmm..." 

His consciousness was already vague and disconnected just now, and now it was even more confused. Quezhan covered her lips with the palm of her hand, and her thin spine lowered in the arm of Xie Xianshen. The discomfort pressed her nerves and breathing, and she couldn't help but feel stomach upset and retching. 

"Uncomfortable?" Xie Xianshen slowly stroked Quezhan's back. 

"It's so serious..." Lu Yanxing saw that Quezhan was uncomfortable just now, and she couldn't walk steadily. Before telling Xie Xianshen the situation, he was surprised and suddenly thought of, "Shen..." 

Pause, combined with Quezhan's current reaction symptoms. 

"Is your wife... pregnant?"