Restricted marriage and love, less power can't be messed with

When He Qianxun came out of the office, his face was very heavy. When he rushed into his office, he unbuttoned his suit, stretched out his hand and tugged at his tie, and the neat clothes were ripped into a mess by the collar. The secretary As soon as he followed in, he heard a low growl, "Get out!"

The secretary hurriedly withdrew. The new general manager who had been in office for less than three months had a bad temper, and it could be said that he had a hot temper.

Just when I was about to close the door, I heard the person inside shout again, "Come in first!"

The secretary had no choice but to come in, closed the door, looked at He Qianxun who was lying on the office chair extremely decadent, and said tremblingly, "General Manager!"

"Go and find out if Shanggang has hired any professional managers? Go and find out!" What Grandpa said really dampened his enthusiasm. He let Puhua grab nearly half of Shanggang's market this month. But grandpa still said that he is not good enough, is he not good enough?Isn't it good enough for him to work so hard?

He Qianxun reached out and tore off the tie around his neck, unbuttoned his shirt but still felt extremely stuffy.

The secretary bowed his head and said in a low voice, "General manager, I told you before." The secretary raised his eyes and looked at He Qianxun tremblingly.

"What did you say?" He Qianxun narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

The secretary hurriedly said: "Oh, no, no, general manager, I forgot, I should have told you in advance, Shang Gang, the former chairman of Shang Gang has returned!"

The secretary broke out in sweat after speaking, is there a mistake?He did say that that day, but the general manager had something urgent to discuss with Lawyer Yang, and when he came back from the conversation, he looked unhappy and dropped the cup in the office with a bang bang bang. He had long forgotten about him. I said it.

However, how can the boss be wrong! !

"The former chairman?" He Qian suddenly sat up from the seat, "You mean Shang Qingwen is back?"

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"Qingwen, show me the certificate issued by the appraisal agency last time!"

Shang Qingwen, who was stirring the coffee, squinted at him, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, "Can't afford to lose?"

Zhang Chenchu ​​raised his eyebrows, what can't afford to lose?There are a lot of real estate under his name, but he was not there that night, so he saw an appraisal form sent by Guan Yang, and he was so stunned by the scene at the door of the private room in the hotel that he forgot to appraise it. The authenticity of the list.

Seeing that Shang Qingwen ignored him, he leaned over and smiled, "It's okay if you don't give it, but that woman was really your wife that night? You have been abroad for five years, and you have a wife as soon as you come back. How can a brother not know why? "

Guan Yang's mouth was tight, he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Holding the coffee in his hand, Shang Qingwen paused, glanced at Zhang Chenchu ​​who was full of anticipation, and said calmly, "You want to know?"

Zhang Chenchu ​​frowned, of course, otherwise Brother Run had already said, when will he be sent to the hospital for an examination to see if there is something wrong with it!

"Guess!" Shang Qingwen threw him these two words, and Zhang Chenchu, who was sitting on the sofa with an expectant face, stared blankly, "Your sister, can you guess this too?"It's not about buying Mark Six/Jacques lottery.

"Brother Run said that you went to the hospital last week. Are you feeling unwell?" Zhang Chen saw that nothing could be squeezed out of his mouth at first, so he changed the subject.

"No!" Shang Qingwen replied simply, "I sent others to the hospital!"

"Who?"

As Shang Qingwen said, he got up and went to the kitchen to pour coffee. Seeing that his friend was persistent, he replied with little patience, "My friend's relatives!" After speaking, he walked towards the kitchen.

His steps were light and slow. When he entered the kitchen, he put down the cup and began to pour the coffee. His eyes slowly swam in the vortex-like liquid in the cup. Deep dimples, that sweet smile that swayed under the dim light.

He held the ring of the cup, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly!

Be it, my friend!