The domineering president goes on a blind date

Li Anhe continued to stand by the Beicheng River, looking at the water under his feet.

Ding-ling-ling, the cell phone rings.

Li Anhe looked at Ying Zong, his eyes full of anticipation and fear. Ying Zong took out his cell phone and turned it on in front of Li Anhe.

Hopefully it’s good news this time.

"Ying Zong, where is your young master? Why didn't he answer the phone?" An Xiangbei's anxious voice came from the phone, along with the sound of shuffling documents and employees running, which formed a sharp contrast with the peaceful atmosphere here.

Ying Zong glanced at Li Anhe, but Li Anhe didn't say anything.

"Assistant Ante, the young master is next to me, just say whatever you want to say."

"Li Anhe, hurry back to the company. I don't know which bastard is doing something behind the scenes. Now the company is in chaos."

Li Anhe still didn't speak, and the heat in his eyes faded. But he remembered in his mind, if I wasn't the president of Li Corporation, Wanwan would not have left.

"Li Anhe, did you hear that?" An Xiangbei roared.

He couldn't find the person just now, and now he has found him, but he won't talk. He is just an employee of Li's and has no authority over many things.

Li Anhe still didn't say anything and turned to look at the river.

"Assistant Ante, the young master is in a bad mood. You can solve the problem. If it doesn't work, go find the chairman." President Ying turned off his cell phone and put it on silent mode.

An Xiangbei looked at the black screen of his phone, his head full of black lines.

Feeling bad? What should the company do?

An Xiangbei rubbed his brows. If he went to find Li Zhiyuan, then Tong Nuanwan's running away from home would be exposed. The company was in a mess now, and the chairman would probably cause a lot of trouble again if he came back.

"Assistant An, please sign." The secretary took the document and placed it on An Xiangbei's desk.

An Xiangbei handed it to the secretary without even looking at it. He was in a bad mood now. Then several more documents were sent to An Xiangbei.

An Xiangbei looked at the densely packed text and held his forehead.

The top priority now is to stabilize the company so that we can investigate who is targeting the Li family.

An Xiangbei sorted out the documents and divided them into several parts as needed.

Li Anhe, this matter is over, I want a month's vacation.

An Xiangbei let out a breath and continued to work like a slave.

"Assistant Ante, what should we do about this? We need the president's signature."

An Xiangbei sighed. Now it was over. He couldn’t hide it anymore.

"Can this be postponed, or is there another alternative?"

"Assistant Ante, we need this now, and there is no other alternative. We need to fill the funding gap."

"I understand. I'll find a way."

An Xiangbei took out his cell phone and looked at Li Anhe's phone number.

I guess it's useless to fight.

The finger moved downwards and paused in front of a phone number.

Li Anhe, this is the only choice I have. If anything happens, you will have to bear it yourself when you come back.

An Xiangbei dialed the phone. After two beeps, the other end of the line picked up.

There was a voice on the other end of the phone, but An Xiangbei didn't know what to say.

Li Anhe was unaware of the chaos within the Li family. He drove back to their small home.

Along the way, he dreamed that Tong Nuanwan might have returned and was cooking at home.

Li Anhe sped up the car, treating the dream as reality.

But dreams are just dreams, and the house was still as quiet as when he left, as if the hostess had never been there.

Li Anhe walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the room which was beginning to darken.