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Jin Cheng's thin lips were tightly pursed, and a cold smile appeared, and he squinted at Su Qingye, feeling ridiculous.

"I thought you couldn't speak."

For so many days, this was the first sentence Su Qingye said to him.

Su Qingye struggled to get up from the ground, and in the slow movements, her heart was calmer than ever.

During this time, she relied on her busy work to stop herself from missing him. She had to admit that she liked him a little bit, so even her emotions were influenced by him.

While she was giving herself time to calm down, she was also giving him time.

But if the result of two people standing still is still as tense as they are now, it will be really boring.

Su Qingye limped up to the two of them, and said to Jin Cheng, "Has Mr. Jin lost his temper yet? If there's nothing else, Dr. Meng and I will go down for dinner."

Jin Cheng locked her eyes tightly, obviously holding back his anger, "Are you sure?"

Su Qingye was also looking directly into his eyes, her softness collided with his hardness, it was a silent struggle.

She knew that this was his last chance.

After a long time, she sneered, and said in that nonchalant and extremely indifferent voice, "Do you want to have dinner with us?"

Jin Cheng paused, and immediately tightened the line of his lips.

He took a deep look at Su Qingye, then let Meng Qing go, and left without looking back.

Su Qingye looked at his back and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" Meng Qing asked softly.

Su Qingye shook her head, and when she raised her head again, she had already adjusted her mood, walked to the elevator entrance and pressed the down button.

"Go and eat."

No matter what, she couldn't make trouble with her body.

----

After Yu Wanrong was discharged from the hospital and returned home, Su Qingye hired a nanny for her to take care of her daily life.

This happened to be what Su Qingye had always wanted to do before.

For so many years, she has not been able to be filial to Yu Wanrong. She didn't think it was a big deal before, but after her father passed away, she suddenly realized that if she didn't do some things, she would have no chance.

The nanny was hired from a regular housekeeping company, and Su Qingye called her Aunt Xing.

Aunt Xing is 43 years old, about the same age as Yu Wanrong.

I heard that a few years ago, when my husband was working on a construction site, he fell off a high platform and died. Her husband's family robbed her of her pension and kicked her out.

In a sense, this experience fits well with Yu Wanrong.

Therefore, Yu Wanrong quickly accepted her, and even cleared a room in the house for her to live in.

Su Qingye went back to live at the South Bridge these days, but Jin Cheng didn't know where he went and didn't come back.

She was not interested in asking, and continued to work as if nothing had happened.

Uncle Zhao is probably the one who can't accept that a big villa has become lonely and lifeless.

Uncle Zhao served Jin Cheng for many years, and also stayed in this family for many years.

He had never seen Jin Cheng bring a woman home from outside, Su Qingye was the first one.

He saw with his own eyes that Su Qingye slowly melted the ice all over Jin Cheng's body, making the family warmer, but he never expected that everything would return to its original shape after a short period of time.

"Oh, I'm old, and I can't accept desertion the most."

Uncle Zhao glanced at the single bright lamp on the second floor and sighed.

And Su Qingye in the room stretched under the warm yellow light, the design plan has been completed, approaching perfection.

She is going to negotiate with Y&R tomorrow, and this move can only succeed and not fail.

----

As the saying goes, gods fight and mortals suffer, and this is vividly displayed in Lu Sen's body.

Recently, he has clearly felt the low pressure of the President, and he has a sense of oppression in the dark night but cannot see the dawn. He is almost suffocating.

At Wednesday's regular meeting, the atmosphere was a little more serious than usual.

Jin Cheng sat on the main seat with a blank expression, and threw a plan on the table, "Who made this plan."

The people below looked at each other, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.

Lu Sen kindly helped, "This is a plan..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jin Cheng, without any warm tone, "Did I ask you, or you will do the planning next time."

Lu Sen shut his mouth angrily.

The manager of the planning department raised his hand tremblingly, "I did it..."

Jin Cheng glanced over coldly, with a sneer on his lips, "How dare you get paid after the plan is made like this."

The manager of the planning department looked pale, "I'm sorry, I'll take it back and change it."

"Change?" Jin Cheng had a blunt face, and snorted coldly, "Redo it."

Then, he threw the proposal to Lu Sen who was next to him.

Lu Sen continued the proposal, as if he had received a ticking time bomb, and quickly passed it on to the manager of the planning department.

In the blink of an eye, the target of Jin Cheng's attack was changed to the Finance Department.

"Even the net worth can be marked wrong, why not move the decimal point forward by two places on next month's salary slip."

Jin Cheng cast a cold eye, "Next."

……

After a meeting, everyone was sweating coldly.

Lu Sen finished the minutes of the meeting, opened the CEO's itinerary, and said cautiously, "President, you have a dinner tonight at the oasis at six o'clock."

When it came to eating, Jin Cheng suddenly remembered that the lunch box Su Qingye sent last time was still on his desk.

The rice in it has been eaten, it is delicious, and the lunch box has been washed, very clean.

His tone became more and more indifferent, and some couldn't hear the attitude, "Yes."

cough cough.Is this going or not going?
Lu Sen scratched his head, but didn't dare to ask again.

Everyone can see that the nearest Jin Cheng cannot be messed with, and whoever messes with him will be in bad luck.

As the person closest to Jin Cheng, he has already deeply tasted the feeling of "accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger".

----

Before Su Qingye went to work, she called Meng Ziyu who was far away in South Africa.

"WhoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooL

"Didn't Ms. Meng say she wanted to go out and practice for a while? Where did the bold words and ambitions go?"

Su Qingye teased instead of consoling, this trick was the most effective for Meng Ziyu.

She knew that Miss Meng couldn't listen to anything when she was crying, so she distracted her attention with a few words.

"Well, actually, I went to the bar to play secretly a while ago, and my brother found out, and he wanted to restrain me. How can I be a person who can live, so I simply applied to go to South Africa with my dad to see the mine. "

Don't want to be grounded, so go to South Africa?

This young lady is also thoughtful.

"After I went there, I found out that South Africa is not fun."

"It's not just not fun. The mine is in a place where no bird shits. I've been bitten all over by mosquitoes all day long, and I'm getting annoyed. If anyone can save me now, I'll be grateful to him for the rest of my life."

Hearing Meng Ziyu's voice, she felt that she was going crazy.

Su Qingye cleared her throat, and said with some embarrassment, "Ziyu, I'll save you back to China, can you do me a favor?"