Chapter 102 Little sour (2)(2/2)
Wang Yu was surprised, and after a moment of dullness, Xingye nodded gently and signaled him to take it, and then he slowly came to his senses.
"Feng Group thanks the big banquet!" Wang Yu whispered a few words.
"Feng Group!" Hearing this name, Zhao Yingying couldn't help but widen her eyes.
In fact, it is no wonder they were surprised that Feng has always paid attention to word of mouth and rarely held large-scale banquets. Most of them pay attention to practical things. They rarely engage in these formalisms unless it is a particularly important thing. People pay attention to efficiency and do not pay much attention to the issue of pomp. Although it is definitely impossible to completely hide behind public opinion, Feng Qi has always lived in simplicity and used low-key and ruthless methods, Feng has also become a little mysterious.
"At that time, I hope you can come. I want to invite you to be our Feng family's special guests. I will go back first before I finish my work in the company. You can chat slowly." Before they could come back to their senses, Xingye had already left the court, full of elegance, as light as the wind.
"What the hell is going on? Hello! Xingye, wait!" Zhao Yingying shouted loudly to the door, but unfortunately the beautiful little shadow of Xingye had disappeared into the soft warm sun.
In desperation, Zhao Yingying had to shake Wang Yu's arm, "Let's see it quickly, how could Fengshi Group send us invitations for no reason?"
Wang Yu smiled a little bitterly, but a clear smile appeared in his eyes. He handed the invitation to Zhao Yingying, sighed, "I knew Xingye was not simple anymore, so I guessed it wrong. Feng Xingye, the new president of Feng Group, no wonder, I asked her name before, but she only told us that her name was Xingye. Even the teachers didn't know her surname. Do you still remember it? In the first year of high school, the political teacher was surprised why Xingye only had a name and no surname. Didn't he be told by the principal later?"
Zhao Yingying quickly took the invitation, opened it, looked carefully for a few more glances before widening her eyes, turned her face in disbelief, and spoke incoherently at Wang Yu, "Feng, Xingye, Fengxingye... Fengxingye, Fengxingye, Fengqi's granddaughter! What's going on? Isn't Xingye an orphan? Why, she turned into Fengqi's granddaughter? The new president of Fengshi Group? Wang Yu, I'm a little dizzy. If you pinch me, isn't this dreaming?"
"I can't make a mistake. Does Yingying still remember what happened at the engagement banquet between Su Muzhe and Wen Qinya? At that time, Zhong Wenbo, senior assistant to Feng Qi, said a few inexplicable words. Do you still remember?" Wang Yu thought about it now and then suddenly realized that this was the case.
Zhao Yingying slowly stuffed the invitation back to Wang Yu's hand, tilted her head, closed her eyes and thought hard, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she screamed in surprise, "Yes! Yes! I remember that at that time, the man said that thanks Su Muzhe for taking care of their Miss Sun, and he will definitely repay them well in the future! I remember! So that's it! Xingye is actually the granddaughter of Fengqi. Oh my God, this is even more mythical than a myth, this hateful girl! He actually hid us so hard, see how I deal with her next time! Even I hide it!"
Zhao Yingying finally couldn't help but roar, her beautiful eyes filled with blessings and comfort smiles, and she shook Wang Yu's arm and shouted ecstaticly, "Hurry, see when it's time. I'm ready for a gift. It's so exciting! I'm so happy! You must dress beautifully, so happy! Wang Yu! I'm so happy, I don't care, I'm going to celebrate tonight!"
"Okay, you can't drink, you have one in your stomach, so you are not allowed to drink, you have to think about our baby!" Wang Yu gently patted Yingying's back of her hand wrapped around her arm and smiled.
However, Zhao Yingying rolled her eyes and pouted and felt a little unhappy. "How old is the egg, you are so nervous! More than a month ago, it's still far from birth!"
As he said that, he reached out and touched his still flat abdomen.
"Pay attention to prenatal education! Don't swear!" Wang Yu frowned and reminded him.
"All right, I'm talking like a little old man. I'm going shopping. If you want to go back to the company, go back by yourself!"
"No, I want to accompany you!"
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Compared to Zhao Yingying's ecstatic shouting shopping, the spacious and luxurious office of President Su's president was lifeless and cold, as if he was frozen in an ice hole.
‘Bang!’ The sound of something falling to the ground came, and Yu Yuan, who was standing in front of the desk, was so shocked that he was sweating all over.
"What did you say just now, tell me again!" There was no warmth in his cold tone, and Yu Yuan, who was ashamed, sat deeply with a rebellious look.
"Sorry, President, I did not complete the task, I request punishment!" Yu Yuan spoke in sweat.
Su Muzhe narrowed his eyes coldly and glanced at Yu Yuan coldly, "I'll ask you to say what you just said again."
"Yes! Yes! President!" Yu Yuan wiped his sweat, swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty, "The person in charge of the Feng family group said that the Feng family did not want to cooperate with our Su family. They have a firm attitude and are lukewarm and indifferent to the people we sent over. Not to mention that this plan is a good project for them, Feng family, and I have heard that Feng family had wanted to start this development project before Feng family. A while ago, they asked their director to accompany him to inspect the terrain. But now for some reason, there is no movement. We are puzzled by this point. Our people just came back from there, and they didn't see their president at all. The new president seemed to be very arrogant and disdained our vice president at all."
Su Muzhe glanced at Yu Yuan indifferently, closed his eyes slowly, and was silent for half a minute before speaking in a low voice, "Is the specific implementation plan coming out?"
"It's already out, I've been driven out this morning and put it on the table on your left hand." Yu Yuan said.
Su Muzhe glanced at her eyes and quickly took the folder on her left hand. After a rough look, a cold voice came, "Well, I want to see who this new president is. With such a big air, you can make an appointment right now and say I will visit me in person."
"Yes, President, I'll go right away!"
"Wait a minute, I asked you to check her information last time, is there no result yet?" Su Muzhe asked coldly.
"When I go back to the president, I just heard that the other party is a very quiet woman. It seems that I have never heard of it before. The other party blocked the news very much. Many people still don't know about it. However, I heard that there will be a bidding meeting on the weekend, and she should go there. Also, according to reliable information, the wind will go there. I wonder if there will be any big moves."
"I get it, you can go down."
"Yes, President!" Yu Yuan responded, and suddenly remembered that he had encountered Wen Qinya this morning, so he had to turn around and speak carefully to Su Muzhe, "President, Miss Wen asked you to accompany her to the movie this afternoon, do you watch it?"
As soon as these words came out, Su Muzhe frowned slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and said indifferently, "Reply to her phone and said that I am very busy today and I won't go to have dinner tonight, work overtime."
"Yes, President!" Yu Yuan nodded clearly and quickly retreated.
Su Muzhe leaned on the chair tiredly. He has been working overtime recently, busy with company operations and planning company projects. Wen Qinya has asked him to accompany him every day, either buying clothes or visiting jewelry stores, or attending small gatherings in their company. Su Muzhe couldn't help but feel a little impatient. His tired body and mind had obviously reached a certain level. Now he just wants to find a place to have a good rest.
Even though I often hear people say that a small separation is better than a newlywed, in Zhan Beicheng's eyes, there seems to be no such concept. After all, the army is not like being in other places. When I miss you, you can hang up a phone call at any time. Finally, you can catch a free moment and immediately decisively take out your cell phone from the drawer without thinking about it, and smoothly press the number that you already know.
When Pandora's heart sounded, the girl Xingye was burying her head in the document and struggling hard. A clear and moving ringtone came. She finally slowly raised her head and slowly placed it on the phone next to her. She pressed the switch button without even looking at it.
"Are you finished?" A soft voice like a clear spring was heard, but the pen in his hand was still flying.
"Well, you haven't gotten off work yet?" Zhan Beicheng spoke in a low voice while playing with the tank model on his desk.
Xingye sat upright slightly, took a breath, and said softly, "It's still far away. It may not take until half past six to get off work. Wait for the report from the Ministry of Commerce, I will be able to use it for the meeting tomorrow, so I have to rush to change it."
"Will the Wind House tonight or the Zhan House?" Zhan Beicheng asked calmly.
Xingye frowned, signed his name on the review documents, and replied in a low voice, "Well, I have been there for the past two days. My grandfather has lived in Zhanzhai these days, saying that he would learn to grow vegetables from his grandfather, and the Fengzhai will not go back for the time being."
"Okay, there are many rooms there, so stay together, and it's easy to take care of. Just let your grandpa live there in the future." Zhan Beicheng narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, thinking, and felt that this should be considered a good idea.
Xingye didn't think so. Youtong flashed slightly, and a thin softness passed by, "Even if you can say that, my grandfather probably won't agree. He prefers the scenery on the Feng House. Moreover, there is grandma and mother there. Yesterday, he rushed back to Feng House to look at the memory wall, so he couldn't bear to leave it."
"Just be happy, don't force anything." Zhan Beicheng was silent for a moment before whispering this sentence.
"When will you come back?" Xingye finally put down the pen in his hand, took the tea next to him, took a sip, and asked calmly.
"the day after tomorrow."
"Well, that's fine, then you'll come back early." Xingye whispered, "Hang up the phone before coming back, I'll ask grandma and the others to prepare the meal."
"You cook yourself?" Zhan Beicheng suddenly became interested. His squinting eagle eyes were a little deeper and he asked slowly.
I think they have been married for so long, and he hasn't eaten the food she cooked. Thinking of it, his heart suddenly became a little itchy, and his voice with extreme temptation came, "How long have we been married, Xing'er?"
Xingye was stunned, and a thin wave rippled in his starry eyes. His slender arms supported the table, stretched out his index finger, and gently tapped his little head. A beautiful water lotus was inlaid on his white face as white as snow. "I don't remember it, it should have been almost a few months."
"Create a meal for me, I'll have a reward." A slight curve was hidden beside Zhan Beicheng's lips, and a low and emotional voice came.
"One of the amber stone is enough, I don't want that much." Xingye chuckled, and his eyes faintly swept, and Yingying landed on the beautiful amber butterfly in front of the two side-by-side photo frames on the table. "And, I have a bad cooking skill, so you don't know."
"It's fine if you can eat. I didn't let you be a good wife and mother. What should you do if you want such a good cooking skill?" Zhan Beicheng whispered.
"What is the reward?" Xingye asked with interest.
"We will tell you about military secrets later."
Xingye's lips were stained with a helpless smile. He could only nod and speak clearly, "That's it, I'll talk about it when you come back..."
I wanted to say something, but at this time, a knock on the door came.
"Come in." A cool tone passed.
The door was opened soon, and it was Xingye's chief secretary, Sister Liu.
Sister Liu, who is smart and capable in professional outfit, looked at Xingye with a smile on her face and said respectfully, "President, Mr. Su Muzhe, the president of Su's family, just called to make an appointment with you for a meal. Look?"
Hearing this, Xingye's eyes darkened, and Xing's pupils quickly flew over a puzzle, "Su Muzhe, what did he ask me for?"
A light voice sounded, with professional ability and caution.
"I guess it might be because of that project, so, President, how do I reply to him?"
Xingye frowned and whispered to Zhan Beicheng on the other end of the phone, "I'll discuss something and hang up first, let's talk about it tonight."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Zhan Beicheng to reply.
On Zhanbeicheng, a handsome face dyed a little deeper. Of course, he heard that name. Thinking about it, a trace of unfathomable light spread rapidly in his black eyes, and he slowly closed his phone...
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