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

"I like him too." He Mulan expressed her feelings to Feng Tianxiang.

After saying it, she felt a sense of relief, and Feng Tianxiang, who was opposite, nodded in satisfaction.

"Since you like it, don't separate because of some trivial things." Feng Tian wanted to drink the rest of the coffee, "I believe in you and An Yan, don't let me down."

After finishing speaking, he put away his glasses and newspaper: "I still have something to do, I have to go first, Mu Lan, I believe you know what to do."

He Mulan nodded, Feng Tianxiang patted her on the shoulder and walked out of the cafe.

He Mulan took a deep breath, all the previous entanglements and suspicions disappeared. Now that she has recognized her heart, He Mulan doesn't want to continue the cold war with Feng Anyan like this.

The result of ignoring each other and not taking the initiative to make peace is to miss each other.

After figuring it out, He Mulan decided to take the initiative, and her mood was not as depressed as before.She walked out of the cafe with a relaxed body, and was going to go home first, and then she would take the initiative to find Feng Anyan tomorrow and explain everything clearly.

On the other side, Feng Tian wanted to go back to Feng's house, but did not see Feng Anyan.

Lin Yuru was reading a magazine, saw him come back, and asked with concern: "Have you gone to see Mu Lan?"

"Yes." Feng Tian wanted to sit opposite Lin Yuru.

"How about her?" Lin Yuru put down the magazine and asked nervously.

"Mulan also has feelings for An Yan, and the next thing is to rely on the two of them to reconcile." Feng Tian wanted to pick up the purple sand pot and pour himself a cup of tea, smelling the refreshing tea fragrance, his mood was also peaceful down.

"This is new tea, I just made it." Lin Yuru looked at Fengtian expectantly and thought, "How is it?"

"It's delicious." Feng Tian wanted to smile, "By the way, why didn't I see An Yan, where did he go?"

"An Yan, you went to the company after you left today, saying that the company is busy." Lin Yuru said helplessly, "It seems that he still didn't go to Mu Lan."

"You don't have to worry too much, it's not good for us to intervene too much in their affairs." Feng Tian wanted to persuade.

Lin Yuru nodded: "Yes."

"By the way, father hasn't drunk such delicious tea, so I'll bring it to him to taste." Fengtian thought.

Lin Yuru smiled openly, "Go now."

With a "snap", Feng Anyan slammed the plan on the table.

Everyone at the conference table quickly lowered their heads, not knowing where Feng Anyan was offended.

"Director Li, is this the spokesperson you chose?" Feng Anyan said coldly, pointing to the project proposal.

Director Li stood up tremblingly: "President..."

"Answer the question." Feng Anyan stared at her, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Yes." Director Li lowered his head.

Others began to whisper, guessing the reason for Feng Anyan's anger.

"How do you choose artists with so many negative news?" Feng Anyan asked, crossing his fingers, "I'm only leaving for a while, General Manager Chen, how are you responsible?"

Mr. Chen who was named quickly stood up: "President, are you dissatisfied with the spokesperson you have chosen?"

"The spokesperson will be re-elected, and the project plan will be re-worked." Feng Anyan said with a cold expression, and Mr. Chen nodded hastily.

"President, is he eating gunpowder?" The person sitting next to Director Li whispered.

"This is looking for faults and scolding others. You should shut up obediently, and you will suffer if you are picked up and scolded later."

"Personnel Department." Feng Anyan flipped through the report impatiently, "I told you why there is no news about the newly recruited employees?"

"President, you just asked us to post the advertisement the day before yesterday..." The manager of the HR department hurriedly stood up and laughed along with him.

"I'll give you another two days, if you can't recruit people..." Feng Anyan looked at him and said slowly.

"Enough is enough, we will definitely be recruited!" The manager of the HR department was sweating, and hurriedly agreed.

Everyone in the meeting was sitting upright, and everyone was in danger, for fear that they would be the next one to be called.

"I want to choose the spokesperson myself, you can arrange it." Feng Anyan frowned and said, "Notify the artist whose temperament and image match the product to come and audition."

Director Li couldn't help asking: "President, when do you want it?"

"Tomorrow." Feng Anyan replied straightforwardly.

Director Li took a deep breath: "This...is too sudden, in case some artists can't make time to come over..."

Hearing this, Feng Anyan raised his eyes to look at Director Li, his eyes were cold and impatient, Director Li quickly kept silent.

"What do you think of our company? Or do you think the influence of our brand is not worth their time?" Feng Anyan asked Director Li.

Director Li lowered his head and didn't know how to answer.

"If they can't find the time to come, then there's no need." Feng Anyan put down these words and then lowered his head and opened a new document.

Director Li bit the bullet and answered "Yes" and sat down.

"Finance Department!" Feng Anyan seemed to have found a new problem, and snapped the name of the Finance Department.

The person in charge of the finance department seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and stood up dejectedly.

Half an hour later, the meeting finally ended in a very strange atmosphere.The employees who came out seemed to be finally liberated, and they liked the word dismissed more today than ever before.

"Director Li, thank you for your hard work." Someone patted Director Li on the shoulder and said half-jokingly.

Director Li was so busy clutching his cell phone that he had no time to talk to him. Feng Anyan assigned her a task temporarily, and she was not prepared at all.

Fortunately, the influence of the group lies here. The artists that Director Li notified all expressed that they had time to come over. After the artistes were settled, she hurried to the advertising department to notify.

The other departments were more or less named, and it was also difficult. While they were busy, they speculated about the reason why Feng Anyan was so angry, and there were many versions.

Why is it because Gu Chengju is secretly making tricks again.

Because the spokesperson chosen was not Xu Hanxuan who was adopted by him.

But as employees, they still don't know that Feng Anyan has a fiancée whom he values ​​very much, who is the person who can influence his emotions the most.

Feng Anyan returned to his office, sat on the chair, still expressionless.

He turned on the phone and opened the text message with He Mulan. For almost a whole day, he had no contact with He Mulan.

Feng Anyan was in a very bad mood, and it could even be said that he was in a bit of torment. He couldn't help but want to send messages to He Mulan many times, but he felt that maybe He Mulan didn't value him, so he didn't need to post it.

He Mulan's expression when he proposed to terminate the engagement is still engraved in his mind, every time he closes his eyes, he will think of it, and his heart will ache.

Feng Anyan knew that he really fell in love with He Mulan.

When Feng Anyan was closing his eyes and thinking about the matter with He Mulan, his cell phone rang suddenly.