Qin Moling didn't speak when eating, and Jian Hang also followed suit.
The night view outside is good, and I don’t feel bored at all while eating and watching.
She and Qin Moling had dinner a few times, and the two elders were present in those few times. The two had never eaten alone, and today was the first time.
"You don't talk much in meetings?" Jian Hang asked curiously.
What she wants to ask is, why do you talk so little. Just asked in a subtle way.
Qin Moling raised his head and asked without answering, "You talk a lot in meetings?"
Jian Hang didn't expect him to kick her the question again, she said: "It depends on the situation."
Before she had time to say what the situation was, Qin Moling took her words: "Don't talk so much during the meeting, no one wants to hear it."
Jian Hang: "..."
Sad, but true.
No one wants to hear the boss talking nonsense at the meeting, especially when something goes wrong at work, the boss can't wait for the word 'the meeting is over'.
Qin Moling had red wine in hand, so he took a sip from his glass.
As soon as Jian Hang raised her head, she happened to see his Adam's apple slipping slightly. She turned her eyes away and pretended to look out of the French window.
After a few glances at the night scene outside the window, but she didn't see it clearly, she looked away again. This time, Jian Hang looked at him generously, "I have a chance to listen to how Mr. Qin is having a meeting."
Qin Moling put down his wine glass, "You don't need to listen, it's the same as now, maybe you haven't talked as much as now."
Jian Hang opened his mouth and closed it again.
During the meeting, the boss talked too much and made people feel disgusted, but if he didn't talk, the meeting room would not be very depressed.
Qin Moling said again: "No matter what happens, if the company has good news, I will tell it myself, and let the vice president tell me everything else."
Jian Hang: "..."
She laughed.
Embarrassed to laugh out loud, has been holding back. In short, the vice president will be the bad guy, and he will be the good guy.
Qin Moling looked at her, "Laugh if you want to laugh, and blame me when you choke."
Jian Hang: "..."
I have known him for so long, and tonight is the most relaxing. I never thought he could be quite humorous sometimes.
But when he was humorous, he had a serious face, not like he was joking at all.
After dinner, Qin Moling was in charge of cleaning up the dishes and didn't let her do it.
She sat down at the table in the big restaurant again, finished her work, turned off the computer and put it away.
Qin Moling didn't live here at night, and turned off all the lights when he left.
Jian Hang didn't understand why he didn't live in the apartment and wanted to use the villa as a wedding room.
She just thought about it and didn't ask him.
Qin Moling kept sending her home. Just like before, he stopped at the gate and told her: "If you feel sick to your stomach at night, call me."
"It should be fine after hanging the water. You can go later." Jian Hang went to the kitchen.
Qin Moling was mentally prepared and guessed what she was going to get.
Sure enough, she brought him another carton of milk.
Qin Moling wanted to refuse, but reached out to catch it.
The most depressed person was Aunt Geng. When she woke up the next morning, there was another carton of milk on the Nakajima platform. Needless to say, it was also the milk that Qin Moling brought back.
A few days ago, Qin Moling told her to prepare a box of this brand of milk. She had already bought it, but he refused to drink it.
She is a veteran fan of novels, and only reads gory romance novels. Could it be that some woman gave it to her
Anyway, Aunt Geng didn't think about Jian Hang, she knew what was going on between Qin Moling and Jian Hang, if Qin Moling's grandparents hadn't made the decision, the marriage would not have been possible.
Jian Hang has not moved here until now, which has already explained the problem.
Aunt Geng put away the milk and went to prepare breakfast.
At seven o'clock, Qin Moling finished his morning run, took a shower and went downstairs to eat.
He looked at the coffee on the table, and suddenly turned his head, "Aunt Geng, drink milk instead."
"Okay." Aunt Geng confirmed with him, "Is it the milk you brought last night?"
"Yeah. I will drink milk from now on." Qin Moling picked up the coffee and casually took a sip.
He couldn't see through Jian Hang, he didn't know what she was thinking, she was willing to get the certificate, but she didn't want to move here.
Before I knew it, two weeks passed.
After finishing the last carton of milk, Jian Hang still has no intention of moving to the wedding room.
In the past two weeks, Qin Moling called Jian Hang twice. On Wednesday of the first week, they chatted for less than 30 seconds. Jian Hang answered the phone with a very low voice, saying that he was in Manhattan and was in a meeting.
Only then did he know that she was on a business trip.
At 10:30 on Wednesday night of the second week, Jian Hang chatted with him for five minutes, of which she asked him about the situation of a company in Suzhou City for four and a half minutes.
That company is the company Wanyue Group plans to acquire.
On the phone, he asked, "Are you back from a business trip?"
Jian Hang: "Well, I returned two days ago."
Spent eight days in Manhattan.
There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.
Qin Moling is sorting out the information. She inquired about the situation of the company in Sucheng just now, and he only gave a general idea, and I don't remember some details, but there are in the computer, "Give me an email address, the information about the company in Sucheng, Organize it and send it to you."
"Thank you." Jian Hang didn't expect him to be so caring.
Before hanging up the phone, Qin Moling asked again: "Have you ever had a stomachache?"
"No."
Her stomach has recovered for the time being, whether she can drink or not is another matter.
During this time she has been taking medicine and not drinking alcohol.
"Don't forget to give me your email address." Qin Moling cut off the call.
After sorting it out in the early morning, he packed up the materials and sent them to Jian Hang.
At noon the next day, Qin Moling met Zhong Yanyue in Le Meng cafeteria.
Le Meng's canteen has three floors and is divided into six dining areas, one of which is dedicated to executives.
Qin Moling seldom came to the cafeteria to eat, and Zhong Yanyue seldom met him once, so she ate at the same table with him.
This year, Lemeng is planning to expand its production line overseas again. The new factory is the fifth overseas factory of Lemeng. Zhong Yanyue asked: "Have the procedures for building the factory been approved?"
Qin Moling: "Not yet."
He is going on a business trip recently, just to go to the local area to coordinate some factory construction procedures.
Secretary Gao booked a plane ticket for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow.
Zhong Yanyue saw that Qin Moling didn't really want to talk about business, so she stopped at the right time, talking about meeting Feng Mai while shopping yesterday, "Feng Mai asked me to convey her best wishes for her, I wish you happiness and happiness."
At that time, Feng Mai didn't mention Jian Hang at all. She completely understood that Feng Mai could let go of his grievances and bless Qin Moling, but it didn't mean he was willing to bless Jian Hang.
Qin Moling was thinking about the procedures for building the factory, but he didn't hear what Zhong Yanyue said.
He collected his thoughts and asked, "What did you just say?"
Zhong Yanyue thought he didn't want to mention Feng Mai, so she pretended not to hear, so she didn't repeat herself, "Oh, I have to go on a blind date this week."
That day at the light food restaurant, after being tortured by her sister for a long time, she decided to deal with errands and meet the man who was going to marry. There will be no more after meeting, she still thinks about her ex-boyfriend.
I dreamed about him last night, dreaming that he came back from abroad.
She was a little envious of Feng Mai now, Feng Mai said he would let Qin Moling go.
Unlike her, obsessive.
Qin Moling answered: "A blind date is also good."
Zhong Yanyue: "..."
It's hard to imagine that these words came out of his mouth.
At the beginning, he released seven or eight blind date pigeons.
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For the past two weeks, Jian Hang was so busy that his feet never touched the ground.
She hasn't seen him since eating porridge at Qin Moling's apartment.
The Wanyue Group's merger and acquisition project has not made any progress. Mr. Gao still couldn't get an appointment with Zhong Yanfei, and Zhong Yanfei didn't give anyone face.
As she expected, Zhong Yanfei belonged to another agency.
Gao Yu was puzzled: "Zhong Yanfei said before that she would like to cooperate with Yin Lin if she had the opportunity." Now that the opportunity came, Zhong Yanfei directly gave Yin Lin's capital to Pass.
Jian Hang: "I went to Manhattan this time and asked a friend to help me. Zhong Yanfei's unwillingness to cooperate with us does not mean that Wanyue Group is unwilling."
Can curve to save the country.
Gao Yu was reminded that if Wanyue's board of directors, including Chairman Zhong, wanted to cooperate with Yin Lin, it would be fine if Zhong Yanfei disagreed. "I'm going to find their two directors."
Jian Hang hopes that he can successfully win the project this time. If he is directly eliminated by PK in the relationship stage, no matter how strong his ability is, it will be useless.
After returning from a business trip, it has been an endless overtime mode. I have no time to go home. When I am tired, I just sleep on the sofa in the office.
I have to work overtime tonight, this is the third overnight.
When the project is drawing to a close, it is their busiest time.
At one o'clock in the morning, Jian Hang rubbed his forehead, went to remove makeup, washed his face with cold water, and stood by the window for a while, his mind cleared up a lot.
At the workstations outside, they were all lighting up the night to fight.
Jian Hang prepared a box of milk in the office, she kept two boxes for herself, and distributed the rest to them. "Eat something before you work, and sleep when you are tired."
Their chairs are taken apart to form a simple single bed, which can be used for sleeping.
Jian Hang was distributing the milk, and there was a loud grunt coming from the corner of the station.
Everyone chuckled, it was Lin Xiao who was snoring, he was leaning on the chair and fell asleep with his head tilted, his sleeping position looked as awkward as it could be.
Others really worked overtime, but Lin Xiao just made up the numbers.
Lin Xiao played two games before going to bed, and he insisted on leaving messages to Xiao Olive every day: [On the 22nd day of retreat, Xiao Olive, do you dare to feel your conscience and say that you didn't practice the trumpet? !]
He thought Little Olive was boring, he and Qin Xing really wanted to be friends with her, but what about her.
In the dream, he was also playing the game, and was killed by the opponent whose ID was Big Olive.
Just to put it bluntly, Little Olive must be practicing the trumpet, as expected!
In a fit of anger, Lin Xiao woke up, his body tilted and almost slipped. Shocked, he grabbed the arm of the chair.
I don't know when there was an extra carton of milk on the table.
The next morning, Jian Hang was dozing off on the office sofa when he was woken up by Chunlei.
The first spring rain of this year came down, and the rain was not small.
Jian Hang got up to wash up, had a simple breakfast, and started to get busy again.
There are three meetings in the morning, and there are dozens of emails in the mailbox waiting for her to reply, and she has to send a copy of the materials to the financial building before two o'clock in the afternoon, and then communicate with the other party about the details.
A call came in on the mobile phone, and Jian Hang answered it.
On the other end of the phone, the voice was urgent: "Olive, sorry to bother you, please read the email I sent last night. The customer is waiting for my reply."
Jian Hang pressed his brows together, "Okay, I will reply to you in half an hour at most."
Just as he put down his mobile phone, the landline on the table rang again.
"Boss, please check the email and wait for your opinion."
"I can't spare time in the morning, so I'll watch it at noon." Jian Hang casually wrote down in the memo, who to reply the email to at what time. Generally, calling to urge her to reply is extremely urgent.
She also had a full schedule at noon today, so she had to squeeze out the time for eating to read emails. There were several pages of information, and Jian Hang read them one by one, and wrote half a page of opinions after reading it.
[Received, thank you boss.]
When Jian Hang went to pour water, the secretary knocked on the door and asked her what to eat.
"No appetite, make me a cup of coffee."
A cup of coffee lasted half my life.
It was still raining outside, and the road was more congested than usual, so Jian Hang went to the financial building half an hour earlier.
The driver drove, and she squinted in the car for 20 minutes. On the way, she passed Lemeng Building. After thinking about it, she hadn't seen Qin Moling for more than two weeks.
Before I had time to think about him, another call from work came in...
"Boss, it's me." Lin Xiao called her on the landline, his voice was weak.
"What's up?"
Lin Xiao rubbed his nose, "A few numbers are wrong."
Jian Hang didn't reprimand, "I'll talk about it when I go back."
When they arrived at the downstairs of the financial building, the driver pulled over, and Jian Hang held up an umbrella and hurried down with the documents.
When communicating details with clients, she didn't feel tired, even excited.
When she got out of the client and got into the elevator, she felt top-heavy. She probably didn't have lunch at noon and was hungry.
You have to eat on time at night, and get a good night's sleep when you get home.
Thinking this way, the elevator stopped on the first floor, and Jian Hang walked out of the elevator with the crowd. After walking a few steps, her feet felt like she was stepping on cotton. She reached out to hold something, but she didn't grab anything.
Suddenly it went dark.
At this time, Qin Moling, Secretary Gao and his party had just passed the customs.
Qin Moling was resting in the VIP room, and asked Secretary Gao to pour a glass of warm water. After drinking half of the glass, he still felt faintly uneasy.
Maybe it was because he was catching a plane and didn't take a nap at noon, he thought so.