Divorce contract: President please sign

Chapter 422

"of course."

Shen Boyan said this with confidence, if he hadn't figured out what to use as the new name of the real estate before, now he has a complete idea in mind.

Qi Ming became a little curious, and simply turned away from the co-pilot, looked at Shen Boyan, "What new name? Can you reveal it in advance?"

Shen Boyan hesitated for a moment, looked at Qi Ming, and thought about this guy's irresistible mouth, so forget it.

He smiled mysteriously, "Temporary secret."

Qi Ming was even more curious, but he also knew that if Shen Boyan kept it a secret, there would be nothing to say, so he had to give up and sit back in the passenger seat.

Shen Boyan was sitting in the back seat, holding a small card in his hand. It was a beige pearl cardboard with a very good texture and feel. The logo of Qiao's was printed on the top, and Mo Changan's name and Title, and the number of the secretary's office.

This is Mo Changan's business card.

He lightly stroked the card with his fingers, touching her name.

The pen in his hand clicked, and he wrote the handwriting on the cardboard without haste. His strokes were sharp, and each stroke seemed to be as hard as cutting the paper.

The four words that were written were so sharp that they seemed to be torn out of the paper at any time.

His vigorous handwriting just fell on the business card, and what he wrote was exactly the new name of the project he wanted to replace in his heart. He wiped it lightly with his finger, and the ink was still wet, stained on his finger, on the business card. The ink on the handwriting has disappeared, and there are only indentations that seem to be engraved on it——Big love for Chang'an.

I love Chang'an.

Looking at the imprint on the business card, Shen Boyan smiled slightly, but he couldn't help feeling that he... seemed a little too nasty.

It's obviously not my style at all, and I'm not even used to doing nasty things, but I have no aversion to this nasty thing, and I even have a lot of expectations in my heart.

Looking forward to the expression on her face when she knows this.

Put this business card in the wallet, and in the opened wallet, there is a photo of two people in ancient costumes, she is dancing and he is playing the piano.

Shen Boyan closed his wallet, reached out to pick up the coffee prepared by Qi Ming, and started to sip. The two meetings in the morning today were all for changing the name of the project.

From the PR department, from the advertising department.

One head and two big ones, there are many things to do.

Compared with his busyness, Mo Changan seemed much more leisurely. He asked Meng Cheng to sit down and have breakfast with him, and asked Aunt Chen to make a cup of coffee for Meng Cheng before going to the company without haste.

When I walked into the door of Qiao's, I saw Mo Jing'an at the reception. She smiled gently, holding a sandwich in her hand, and chatting with her colleagues while eating. Although she was still wearing rehabilitation gloves, she looked Going up, the more she lives, the more she looks like a person.

Mo Changan was also somewhat relieved.

When Mo Jingan saw Mo Changan coming in, she immediately put down the sandwich in her hand, stood up with the other reception staff, and smiled at her.

Mo Chang'an nodded slightly, his eyes lingered on Mo Jing'an for a moment, and then walked into the special elevator with Meng Cheng.

I couldn't help asking, "Mo Jing'an's work status, has there been any feedback from the reception desk and the HR department?"

Meng Cheng was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Mo Changan to ask this, so she paused and said, "Yes, yes, but I thought it was a trivial matter, so I didn't report it to you."

"How?" Mo Changan raised his eyebrows, a little interested, and turned to look at Meng Cheng.

"It's not bad, the relationship with colleagues is also good, and the work attitude is also good. So I plan to let her be the team leader of their reception team next month. After all, she has such a relationship with you, and the personnel department also She wanted to take care of her more, so she came to ask our opinion, I saw that her personnel evaluation was good, so I agreed."

Meng Cheng said so, in fact, Meng Cheng did have the right to directly agree or veto such things, but since Mo Changan mentioned it, she also asked, "Why, does Mr. Mo think there is something wrong? "

Mo Changan smiled and shook his head, "There's nothing wrong with it, it's fine."

After thinking for a while, he continued, "Isn't there several sets of dresses in the closet in the lounge that I haven't removed the tags? I'll let someone take them down and give them to her. Anyway, I'm in the shape I am now. In the short term, don’t even think about wearing those clothes, put them away, and give her a few sets, and then wear the rest if you don’t mind, they are all new, and it’s a waste if you don’t wear them. "

Meng Cheng responded after hearing this, Mo Chang'an didn't say anything, and started working in the office to prepare for the morning meeting.

When the people from the secretary's office came to her lounge to take out the dresses, she also gave some pointers, telling them to bring some bright colors to Mo Jing'an, and leave the dark colors to Meng Cheng. Meng Cheng has a stable temperament now. Many, more suitable for dark colors.

As for whether Mo Jingan is satisfied or not, it is not in the scope of Changan's consideration. To put it bluntly, they are all famous brands, and Mo Changan's taste is not bad. Meng Cheng does not dislike these clothes, accepts them, and is even very happy. Mo Jing'an is not happy, so let her do as she pleases.

Mo Chang'an walked into the conference room to prepare for the morning meeting, and then saw that everyone looked at her with concerned eyes, and they all seemed hesitant to speak.

She knew that the matter of her being taken captive might not be covered, and whoever would be the first to utter a word of concern in the next second, they would start to express their worries to her one after another.

So Mo Changan raised his hand first, "I believe you all know what happened in the past two days. As you can see, I am fine, so don't worry about it, and focus on your work. Have a meeting."

After speaking, he sat down on the chief seat, and the meeting started soon. The basic content of the meeting was all about excellence projects.

Originally, this kind of project was under the jurisdiction of Qiao's Construction, and usually it would be settled directly there, but because the list of outstanding projects is not small, many things will still be brought up at the headquarters meeting.

The first voice of dissatisfaction was the representative sent by Qiao's Construction to attend the meeting. It's too wide-ranging. Originally, this kind of thing, since it was handed over to us, was naturally handled by us, but they were not satisfied with the internal layout, and they wanted to rectify the overall shape. If you’re so assertive, why don’t you fix it yourself?”

The representative of Qiao's construction finally burst into anger. Even if Mo Changan was in front of him, he couldn't bear the unhappiness in his heart. The anger in his tone was undisguised, and it was obvious that he could not bear it anymore.

Mo Changan frowned, turned his head to look at Meng Cheng, and saw Meng Cheng licked his lips lightly, with a embarrassed expression on his face.

Changan understood that what this person said was not groundless, Zhuoyo's side was indeed...aggressive.