After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Now thinking about it, it is not difficult to understand why Ji Xiangyang asked him to go home last night and repeatedly emphasized that he must marry Yao Xianyu.

It seems that it is not just Meng Jing who is whispering in Yao Xianyu's ear. It is estimated that after Yao Xianyu waited for Yun Xing for a long time and found out that he had already left work, she often went to make trouble with Meng Jing.

Ji Fenghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was danger in his eyes.

It seems that we can no longer allow the situation to continue to develop like this.

At the same time, in the conference room on the top floor of the Yunxing Group building.

The man's eyes swept across everyone, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and the pressure in the conference room suddenly dropped to the lowest point.

"So many people can't even come up with a plan?"

Everyone sitting in the conference room felt extremely uncomfortable, wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads with trepidation.

God knows how painful this meeting was for them.

There was no meeting scheduled for today, but because there was a problem with a project, this meeting was held temporarily.

Proposing solutions and suggestions for problems, as well as specific work plans, are indeed within the responsibilities of their department, but they did not expect Chu Xing to ask them to come up with specific plans and solutions at this meeting.

How could they possibly do this?

This incident just happened. Even if they can come up with some solutions, it is impossible for them to come up with them immediately.

But the man didn’t know what medicine he had taken wrong, and the air pressure in the conference room was alarmingly low.

The man glanced at everyone and seeing that no one said a word, he picked up a stack of information at hand and threw it in front of the planning manager.

"Go back and think carefully about what to do. I want to see the plan before leaving get off work."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces turned pale.

If we hand it over before leaving get off work, wouldn't that be the end of their lives?

No matter how urgent the proposal was before, it should be submitted today.

Now it is shortened to before the end of get off work, which means they are not even given the opportunity to work overtime.

But how can this be accomplished?

"The meeting is dismissed!"

The man strode away first.

As soon as he left, everyone looked sad.

"What's wrong with Master Yun? Why do you suddenly want us to hand in the proposal before the end of get off work today?"

“Maybe it’s because of an unexpected project and I’m in a bad mood, or maybe it’s because of a relationship problem.”

"Then I think it's most likely the latter. When has this gentleman ever been so angry about work?"

The office door was slammed shut and the man's face became gloomy.

Not only other people, even Special Assistant Lu didn't know what was going on.

I want to ask but I don't dare to. I'm almost hurt by keeping the words in my stomach.

After a while, the man spoke:

"Go check Monsoon and give me the detailed information as soon as possible."

Special Assistant Lu was stunned:

"You mean Manager Ji?"

"Ah."

Special Assistant Lu was full of questions and didn't know what Manager Ji had done to offend him.

But looking at the man's expression he didn't dare to ask, so he had to agree and do it quickly.

The project that Song Mai was in charge of was officially launched that afternoon, and for a while Song Mai was so busy that he had almost no time to rest.

She was either following the project team on inspections or organizing documents needed for the project, and even she felt overwhelmed.

In the next few days, she seldom returned to the company, and Chu Xing was also busy. Although the two lived in the same house, they hardly saw each other.

Fortunately, this project was not a big one and the cycle was short. It was completed after more than a week of continuous work.

During this week, Song Mailian worked overtime at the company on Saturdays and weekends, while Chu Xing was on a business trip, so neither of them was at home.

Before going on a business trip, Chu Xing specifically told the old man about his parents' movements. Just when he was worried about whether they would make any big moves after being quiet for such a long time, Old Man Chu gave him good news.

Their leave has expired and they have all left.

Chu Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the news, and felt more at ease on his business trip.

During this time, he was also planning to confess everything to her, but the two of them were too busy to talk. He made up his mind to tell her everything after this period of time was over.

The project was finally coming to an end on Friday of the second week. Song Mai and the project team arrived in Pingjiang City the night before.

Pingjiang City is a city with extremely rich ancient charm, not far from Nandu. The people from the Western Cooperation Company had never been there before, and the project was about to end, so they went to Pingjiang City for the last two days on the recommendation of the Yunxing project team leader.

They had originally decided to wait until they played in Pingjiang City for a few days and then return to Nandu next Monday to formally sign the contract.

But a message suddenly came from the Western Headquarters informing them to return early.

So the originally scheduled signing time had to be moved to Saturday morning.

Therefore, Song Mai and others had to rush to Pingjiang City on Friday night.

As soon as he got off the car, Song Mai was shocked by the bustle of Pingjiang City.

Christmas is just a few days away. The streets and alleys are already filled with pumpkin lanterns, and many small vendors are selling small items such as peace apples.

People were coming and going on the pedestrian street, strolling leisurely, without hurrying or looking anxious.

Everyone has a sense of slow pace.

Although Pingjiang City is only two or three hours' drive from Nando, Song Mai has never been there.

In the past, I only saw on the Internet that Pingjiang City had no nightlife, but now it seems that it is not like what is said on the Internet. It is lively but not noisy. On the contrary, there is a kind of orderly relaxation. People don’t feel the biting cold wind of winter at all, but it is very comfortable on the contrary.

The hotel booked by the Western partner company was in the city center, so the project team simply stayed in this hotel for the convenience of signing the contract the next day.

It was nine o'clock in the evening.

Everyone was a little tired after the journey, so after checking into the hotel, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Song Mai had just finished taking a shower and was about to lie down when she suddenly felt her lower abdomen bloated. Then her lower body became hot and a warm current flowed out.

It seems that because I have been busy day and night recently, my menstrual period has been a little disrupted. This time it came many days earlier.

I rummaged through my bag and remembered that the sanitary napkins I brought with me were placed in a drawer at work.

Song Mai changed her clothes and prepared to go to a nearby convenience store.

As time went on, the temperature dropped sharply. Song Mai wanted to buy things quickly and return to the hotel, so she just put on a down jacket over her pajamas and went out.

As soon as she opened the door of the hotel, the cold wind blew through her trouser legs and sleeves. The thin pajamas were completely unable to withstand the damp cold, and she shivered uncontrollably.

She used a lot of strength to open the hotel door completely, and the cold wind seemed to be playing a game of chess with her through the door.

Song Mai looked around and luckily the convenience store was not too far away.

She wrapped her down jacket tightly and walked quickly through several high-end KTVs and bars before entering a 24-hour convenience store.