The domineering president married a sweet wife

The pendulum of the hanging clock is ticking.

The coffee cup on the desk is already empty, and it has not been a short time, and the originally warm coffee cup has been completely cooled.

Ye Feicheng flipped through the documents in his hand, which was just one of many documents.

On his right hand side, there is already a thick stack, which has been seen.

While reading these documents, he seemed to be a statue, motionless.

The phone vibrated, causing the sculpture-like Ye Feicheng to raise his arm. He answered the phone, and because he hadn't spoken all day, his voice was a little stiff: "Say."

"Brother Feicheng, Wei Sen isn't in the company recently, right?" It was Situ, with a somewhat urgent tone.

"Yes." Ye Feicheng only uttered one word.

"The project in Chengnan District, Brother Feicheng, do you still remember it! It was originally a project of Ye's company, right? But in today's bidding meeting, a small group called Aachen took the project away. This matter is very important. Brother Cheng, do you know?" Situ spoke quickly, a little anxiously.

Compared with Situ, Ye Feicheng was much calmer.

"I know." Ye Feicheng said in a calm tone: "I intentionally handed over the project to the Aachen Group. Is there a problem?"

"Brother Feicheng, you..." Situ couldn't figure it out.

"There may be something for you to do on this matter, and I will call you later." After Ye Feicheng finished speaking, he coldly hung up the phone and threw the phone on the desk.

On his left, there were still many documents to be processed, but the hour hand of the hanging clock had already reached the seven position.

It's time to go back to accompany Mai Yaxi.

Ye Feicheng rubbed his cheeks, and when he was about to get up and go home, the phone on the desk rang again.

This time, it was Weisen calling from the United States.

"President, Madam's mother, is dead." Wesen said that.

Ye Feicheng frowned, focused his gaze, and said coldly, "Why?"

"Contrary to what I expected, although Madam's mother was seriously ill, she did not receive family treatment. When I first arrived, she had already left this world." Wesson tried to speak in a stable and rational tone.

Ye Feicheng's pupils constricted, and his eyeballs moved rapidly.

"What is the disease?" Ye Feicheng asked a plausible question, as if looking for time to calm down.

"Liver cancer is at an advanced stage. There is no treatment at all, and even three meals are difficult to guarantee." Wei Sen's voice trembled when he said this.

Ye Feicheng pinched his forehead with his thumb and forefinger, and paused for a while before saying, "No matter what method you use, you must block the news and prevent it from being sent back to the country. Can you do it?"

If she knew about it, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Yes, President, I will do my best." Ye Feicheng was always at ease when Wei Sen was doing things.

"You stay in the United States, take care of your mother's funeral, and handle it well." Ye Feicheng was a little dizzy, but at least he was able to deal with it calmly.

He was never indecisive about anything.

But Mai Yaxi's matter is an exception.

In his mind was the look of anticipation and longing on Mai Yaxi's face when she mentioned her mother last night.

Ye Feicheng didn't even dare to think about Mai Yaxi's reaction when he found out.

"Okay, President, I'll deal with it right away." Wesson replied in a habitual tone.

Ye Feicheng slowly hung up the phone.

He lowered his arms and kicked over the sofa, panting heavily, really angry.