From two o'clock in the afternoon to five o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Chunjiang sat in the hall, feeling angry at first, and then gradually frustrated, like an inflated balloon slowly wafting.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
When the sun went down, Jinglin's employees left one after another, but Xu Jinsheng still disappeared, and Shen Chunjiang's little patience was completely exhausted.
"Mr. Shen?" The secretary couldn't help exclaiming when he saw him suddenly get up, and then stood up.
"go!"
"But I haven't waited..."
"I can't wait." The hard state left a sentence, and Shen Chunjiang walked away.
What else can the secretary do
Only chase!
Shen Chunjiang left on the front foot, Xu Jinsheng left the company on the back foot, and called Shen Hou as he walked.
"... I did it when I promised you. When will you honor it when you promised me?"
"quickly."
Xu Jinsheng ended the call and opened the door to sit in the driving position, but did not rush to start the engine, but took out a cigarette to light it.
The window of the car was half down, facing the night breeze, blowing the cigarette butts and sparks bright and dark.
The white mist rose up, shrouded the man's face in a haze, unable to see the true emotions.
After a cigarette burned, Xu Jinsheng lost his cigarette butt, closed the window, and then started the engine and galloped away.
…
The next day, Shen Chunjiang, who had calmed down, visited the door again.
"I want to see Mr. Xu."
When leaving from here yesterday, Shen Chunjiang secretly vowed in his heart that he would never step forward again.
But when I went back and slept, dreaming that he was dismissed by the board of directors and ridiculed by a group of people, he suddenly woke up and raised his hand, all in cold sweat.
Therefore, Shen Chunjiang is here again.
From the moment he reappeared in Jinglin Mansion, it meant to lay down all dignity and arrogance and submit to reality.
This made Xu Jinsheng take a high look, asking for help, he should have a begging attitude, and the one who is above the other is the ancestor.
"Mr. Xu, look..." the secretary asked tentatively, "Would you like to see?"
"No need."
How about taking a high look? It was just a glance.
If Shen Chunjiang himself had the ability and means, he wouldn't have fallen to the embarrassment he is today.
As the saying goes, poor people must be hateful.
The secretary responded in a low voice, and walked away.
When he arrived in the hall, it was the same seat as yesterday, and Shen Chunjiang had already sat down, his face calm and calm.
Obviously higher than yesterday, and more patient.
"Mr. Shen, I'm sorry." The secretary was neither humble nor overbearing.
Shen Chunjiang sneered: "Why, President Xu still doesn't want to see me?"
"You better go back."
It is rare for Shen Chunjiang not to get angry this time, so he just turned his head away and declared his persistence in a silent but strong way.
The secretary smiled and turned to leave.
Some people like to wait, but he can’t help...
From morning to afternoon, the sun rises and sunsets, again without success.
Seeing that there is still one day left before the deadline set by the board of directors, Shen Chunjiang is suffering in his heart, but cannot start.
He suddenly felt very weak.
It seemed that an invisible hand was strangling his throat, slowly, slowly, and silently, tightening his force, until finally it completely isolated him from the air, and died of suffocation.
The stiff back suddenly collapsed, and Shen Chunjiang showed an abnormal grayness and depression hidden in the face.
The secretary was driving, seeing the situation through the mirror, and was frightened to a sudden stop: "Mr. Shen, are you okay?!"
Shen Chunjiang pressed his stomach with difficulty. In the recent period, the old problem that he has not committed for many years has returned, "I just drink my saliva, and drive your car well."
The secretary lowered his head: "Actually... There is another way to see Mr. Xu, and it will definitely work."
Shen Chunjiang tightened his eyebrows.
"As long as Miss San agrees to come forward..."
"Enough! Don't think the situation is bad enough?! Does it really make me beg her in a low voice as a dad?! Dreaming!"
"But currently only the third lady can..."
"What's the talent? You mean, my face plus Mingda's status can't be better than her Shen Hun's words?"
"I didn't think so!" The secretary was frightened.
Shen Chunjiang snorted coldly: "Drive."
"Yes."
The secretary didn't dare to say any more, but he said in his heart: Asking who is not asking? If you bow your head to Xu Jinsheng, you might as well subdue to your own daughter. After all, there is that blood relationship, even if Shen Hun is willing to make things difficult, he will not be too out of the ordinary.
Filial piety is in the middle, and there are more or less scruples.
What can't hold your face
If he was still awkward about the space-based stocks last time, Shen Chunjiang would have made the mistake first, so what would happen if he took the initiative to apologize
Of course, the secretary can't say these things, but can only complain silently.
This night, Shen Chunjiang stayed up all night.
After tossing and turning until the next morning, the stomach pain seemed to get worse.
"Husband? What's wrong with you?" Yang Lan saw him sweating profusely, and subconsciously sat up in shock.
Shen Chunjiang's expression was distorted, his hands pressed firmly against his abdomen.
"Stomach hurts?"
"... Well, get me some painkillers."
"I haven't committed it for many years? How could it suddenly relapse?"
"Let you go! Where is so much nonsense?!" A cold rebuke, obviously impatient.
Yang Lan looked sad, silently, got up to find medicine for him.
After taking medicine, Shen Chunjiang relaxed a lot.
At breakfast, he had returned to normal, and he could not see the slightest uncomfortableness, even though he hadn't slept all night.
"Are you going out today?" Yang Lan asked him.
"go to company."
He said, stood up, put on his suit jacket, and walked straight out.
…
CEO's office.
Shen Chunjiang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the busy traffic downstairs.
You can see the distant view by raising your eyes, and you can easily see the bustling CBD in your eyes.
Because I stand high, I can see far.
If he ceases to be the president of Mingda, then this office will also have a new owner.
At the time of introduction, it was no longer him who was qualified to climb high and far away.
Status and dignity, which is more important
Shen Chunjiang has a scale in his heart, but he will not admit it until the end, and admitting means that he must succumb to his daughter.
Yes, yield.
Xu Jinsheng avoided seeing him. He didn't believe that there was no Shen Hun's handwriting.
She is like a shrewd hunter, treating her father as a prey to escape, watching him dying and struggling, and then smiling while waiting for the prey to fall into the trap.
A dog that can't bark bites a person and it hurts.
Shen Chunjiang raised a smile on his lips, both cold and bitter. He picked up the phone and dialed a number—
"Houhou, it's me."
"Dad." The other side was very calm, even sure he would make this call.
"you win."
"Between father and daughter, what do you say about winning and winning? Too much, and it hurts feelings." Sincere, pure kind, and earnest.
Shen Chunjiang frowned, suddenly unable to distinguish her true purpose: "Since you know, why are you being aggressive?"
"Aggressive?" Shen Xu was surprised, "Did I force you?"
"Didn't Xu Jinsheng listen to you?" Shen Chunjiang sneered.
"What can I do to make Mr. Xu obedient? You think too much..."
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There are two more.
The answer is: B! There don’t seem to be many people who choose the right...
It doesn't matter, the fish come a few times, and you can always give the coins to everyone.