I go north, you go south

Chapter 21

"Shu Shu, what did you see, as if you lost your soul?" Xu Huan looked at Nan Zishu who was leaning against the wall and breathing slowly after getting out of the elevator, with a tone of "Damn".

Unexpectedly, Nan Zishu didn't laugh at her, but bent down and supported his knees with both hands, slightly lost his mind: "It's nothing, maybe, I'm dazzled."

In the lobby on the first floor, Ling Bei was still standing where he was just now, watching the girl follow the crowd and disappear from his sight, feeling a little excited.

We should be getting to know each other now, right?
Special assistant Ren Qin walked over from the side, and reminded at the right time: "President Ling, it's almost time, it's time to go to the meeting. The directors should have arrived."

Ling Bei deliberately dismissed the "big team" who followed him at the beginning, and then found an excuse to stand there and wait for a while.

During the two years when he was still in school, he often looked for the figure he was looking forward to through the crowds of people. After many times, he would be able to spot it in the crowd at a glance, and he would never be wrong.

Ling Bei slowly looked away: "Okay, let's go."

As soon as the door of the meeting room on the top floor was pushed open, a sharp and harsh sentence fell into Ling Bei's ears impartially: "Mr. It's somewhat inappropriate to wait for you here with the old bones, right?"

The people present frowned somewhat when they heard such words. After all, although Ling Bei was a junior among the directors, he was still the "young master", so he still had to give him the face he deserved.

Ling Bei was the only one in the group who was not in a hurry or annoyed and walked around the courtyard, as if the person who said it had nothing to do with him.He stepped forward and opened the president's seat at the front of the conference table, and casually draped the suit jacket on the back of the chair.

It seems that the words "in a good mood" are written on the face.

"Well... 34:4," Ling Bei raised his wrist and glanced at the watch, and read out the number indicated by the pointer: "I was late for [-] minutes, um, please check the company regulations with Mr. Chen, according to the standard of being late Deduct my salary, hey, Mr. Chen, don’t be polite, as the president of Shiyang, you must have the awareness to lead by example, and deduct a little more within the appropriate range as a warning, I have no objection.”

As soon as this remark came out, the huge meeting room was silent for a moment, and then heard a slight laugh from the always serious meeting room.

Accompanied by the whisperings of the executives of the big and small companies present, Chen Shan, who had been arrogantly provoking Ling Bei just now, suddenly turned pale, and sat there feeling uncomfortable.

The first person on the left of the conference table sat a middle-aged woman who looked very elegant, and her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Ling Bei.

She glanced sideways at Ling Bei, who was sitting casually, smiled helplessly like an elder looking at a junior, and took the initiative to make a relief: "Don't mind Mr. Chen, there have been a lot of adjustments in the company recently, Mr. Ling is inevitably overwhelmed, and he was a few minutes late , everyone can understand. Besides, everyone here is a veteran of the company. It is not an exaggeration to say that you watched Mr. Ling grow up. We all know Mr. Ling's ability and attitude. This is just a joke , What do you think, Director Chen?"

"Yes, what Director Fang said is that compared to your precious son who has been absent from work today, Boss Ling..." Seeing that Ling Bei couldn't get a bargain here, Chen Shan directly turned his finger on Fang Jiayu.

"You can do it, Chen Shan." Ling Bei, who was in a good mood before, became impatient with Chen Shan's repeated provocations, and interrupted him directly.

(End of this chapter)