Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

Feng Anyan arrived at the office, took off his suit jacket, hung the jacket on the seat, and then sat down on the office chair, turned on the computer on the table and prepared to start working.

He paused, as if remembering something, then took out his mobile phone and called He Mulan, with a faint smile on his lips.

But waiting for him is indeed that the phone you dialed has been turned off, and he dialed the number again, but the phone is still turned off.

Last night he thought that He Mulan was too exhausted after arriving, so he fell asleep, but he remembered that today He Mulan was going to attend the history symposium, how could the phone be turned off at this time, Feng Anyan's expression gradually became serious.

So he called home, but the servant told him that there was still no news about He Mulan, so Feng Anyan had no choice but to ask the servant not to tell Lin Yuru and Master Feng, so as not to worry them.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Anyan tugged on his tie uneasily. Although he knew that He Mulan would turn off his phone when he was working, Feng Anyan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The secretary knocked on the door untimely, interrupting Feng Anyan's thoughts.

"Come in," Feng Anyan said with a hint of impatience.

"President Feng, your coffee." The secretary put the coffee in his hand in front of Feng Anyan, "President Feng, don't worry, I have already sent someone to find the third young lady, and I will tell you immediately if there is any whereabouts."

Feng Anyan took a sip of coffee, nodded thoughtfully, and the assistant continued, "I have a meeting today, I don't know what to start with?"

Feng Anyan pressed his brows, and said: "After 5 minutes, you should go out first."

Five minutes later, Feng Anyan sighed, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and prepared to go to the meeting.

In the conference room, various departments were reporting their work and some planning proposals. Feng Anyan basically turned on his cell phone every few seconds, hoping that He Mulan could send him a message or make a call.

"President Feng, what do you think of this plan?" A department manager asked.

At this moment, when Feng Anyan was only thinking about He Mulan, he definitely didn't concentrate on listening to this meeting.

The assistant at the side reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng..."

Feng Anyan regained his composure, "Let's just leave it like this, the meeting is over."

As Feng Anyan left the meeting room, the meeting room began to discuss, "President Feng, what happened today?"
"When I saw Mr. Feng in a meeting today, I basically didn't listen carefully."

"Yeah, that's never happened before."

"I saw him turn on his cell phone several times, and his mind wandered all the time."

Feng Anyan, who returned to the office, lay weakly on the chair and pressed the landline: "Hey, haven't you found anyone yet?"

"President Feng, it's only been about 10 minutes, and everyone is still on the road." The other end of the phone said.

"Well, don't let anyone bother me." Feng Anyan said coldly, and after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone immediately without waiting for a reply from the other end.

Feng Anyan closed his eyes, and leaned quietly on the chair, the whole office seemed very quiet, but with a hint of coldness.

Suddenly, there was an unfriendly knock on the door, and the people outside the door walked in without waiting for the people inside to reply.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of rhythmic high-heeled shoes sounded, which sounded particularly harsh in Feng Anyan's uneasy mood, so he picked up the documents on the table and threw them forward with his eyes closed, mixed with angry words. Tone: "Didn't you say don't disturb me, didn't you hear clearly?"

Gu Qing glanced at Feng Anyan, picked up the documents on the ground, and said unrestrainedly: "You are so angry."

Feng Anyan heard someone's voice, opened his eyes, saw Gu Qingku standing in front of him, and said slowly: "Why are you here?"

"Third Young Master is indeed a nobleman who forgets things too much," Gu Qingyu said sarcastically, "Today is the time we made an appointment to talk about work."

Feng Anyan thought for a while, and found that there was indeed such a thing, pressed the landline, "Bring me two cups of coffee."

Hearing what Feng Anyan said, Gu Qingpu pulled away the chair beside him, sat down, handed the document in his hand to Feng Anyan, and said, "Then let's start, you look at the document first."

Feng Anyan opened the file, flipped through a few pages, his mind was full of He Mulan's face, and he couldn't read it no matter what.

Gu Qingyu waited a little impatiently, looked at Feng Anyan who was sitting on the opposite side with a document and didn't know what he was doing, and said: "Third Young Master, what do you mean?"

After hearing Gu Qingcu's words, Feng Anyan came to his senses and said calmly, "What's wrong?"

"How do you see the document, do you have any good suggestions?" Gu Qingyu asked.

Feng Anyan didn't answer her words, but instead asked her, "I want to hear Miss Gu's opinion on this document first?"

Obviously, Feng Anyan didn't read this document at all. If he was asked to express his opinion, he would definitely not be able to express it. For a dignified president with such a working hours, it would be a bit embarrassing in front of outsiders. So he returned the question to her.

Since Feng Anyan wants to hear her own opinion, she can talk about it herself. Many years ago, he won her in the last debate, and she has always been worried about her. She is very confident in her thoughts this time, and she believes in herself It will definitely be better than Feng Anyan's idea.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyu confidently expressed his opinion.

But I never thought that Feng Anyan was not in the mood to listen to her point of view, Feng Anyan's heart and eyes were on the mobile phone in front of him.

Gu Qingyu found that he was basically looking at his mobile phone, dialed He Mulan one call after another, and looked at He Mulan's photos over and over again, and finally she couldn't help it: "Hey, I said Feng Anyan, you Can you show some respect?"

Feng Anyan turned off the phone, looked at Gu Qingyu who was in front of him with an angry face: "What's wrong with Ms. Gu?"

"Third young master, you are actually distracted during working hours. Since I entered the office, you have not worked hard. You have listened to me." Gu Qing said angrily.

"Well, if Ms. Gu has any doubts about my work attitude, I have nothing to say." Feng Anyan picked up the mobile phone in front of her again and pressed the number.

Gu Qingyu snatched the mobile phone from Feng Anyan's hand, which caught Feng Anyan off guard, but she didn't give him a chance to speak, so she sarcastically said: "Third young master, first of all, it's working time, so please take a serious attitude and treat it well." Work, and besides, you are the president of this company, and everyone is relying on you to decide some big things."

"Again, you are wandering all kinds of minds during working hours, and you only think about the love of your children." Gu Qingcu pointed to the photo of He Mulan on the phone, "Finally, a dignified president is still thinking about talking during working hours." Love, do you respect which of your employees, and do you respect me in front of you?"

"I can't tolerate a grain of sand in my eyes. Is a person like you qualified to be a CEO? People who are trapped by love are doomed to be useless." Gu Qingyu said arrogantly.