Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"No." In the face of his sarcasm, a deep sense of humiliation filled her heart, and her voice became a little weaker. "I just want you to help President Liang to come out. I want to apologize to him."

Ji Jinchuan sneered more than once: "Almost the accused went to court and had to apologize to him. Shen Youran, how did you despise yourself?"

In his name, he invited President Liang. Even if he didn't show up, President Liang would not dare to give him a face, and the Shen's loan would come true.

What kind of person is Ji Jinchuan, wouldn't he think of this?

The cold, sarcastic voice made Shen Youran's heart slightly cooler, and the sense of humiliation grew stronger. She forced herself to calm down: "I'm disturbed."

After that, she cut off the phone, threw the phone on the bed fiercely, and sat on the wide window sill with her knees. The lonely figure became more petite and thin.

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The next morning, Shen Youran got up an hour earlier than usual, and when she came downstairs, Mother Zhang just got up: "Miss, so early? I haven't made breakfast yet."

She walked down the stairs and placed her work jacket on the sofa. The upper body was a slim white shirt, the lower body was a hip skirt, and she had a slender figure: "It doesn't matter. I'll do it for breakfast today."

She walked into the kitchen with her sleeves, and Ms. Zhang followed. She took the eggs from the refrigerator, smashed them into the bowl, and moved skillfully. Ms. Zhang gave her a hand next to her.

She didn't know what kind of breakfast Ji Jinchuan liked to eat. When she saw that he had sandwiches in South Bay that day, she made sandwiches, toast rolls and shrimp-flavored rice balls.

In addition to her and Ji Jinchuan, she also made a copy for Shen Yaoting and Tang Huiru.

She had eaten breakfast and asked Mom Zhang to pack a breakfast and pick up the coat on the sofa, carrying breakfast to go out, Shen Yaoting came down from the upstairs, the two met in front of her, she froze for a moment and called: "Dad, early."

Shen Yaoting was still angry, and passed past her into the dining room with a blank expression. Mother Zhang quickly served breakfast from the kitchen and placed it at his hand.

Shen Youran arrived at the company and slipped into Ji Jinchuan's office before everyone noticed. Ji Jinchuan hadn't come yet. The floor-to-ceiling glass windows were covered by thick curtains. The light in the office was very dark and cold and empty.

She took the breakfast box out of the bag and placed it on her desk. She took a convenience sign and wrote a sentence, then tore it off and attached it to the bottom right of the computer screen.

At eight o'clock, Feng Yi entered Ji Jinchuan's office, opened the curtains, and the huge office lit up suddenly.

She placed the documents that needed to be signed on the folder at random. After two steps, she felt something was wrong and returned to the desk. The clean and tidy desktop contained a transparent lunch box with a rich breakfast.

She was suspicious, Yu Guang glanced at the sticky note attached to the bottom of the computer, lifted it and glanced at it. Although there was no signature, she vaguely guessed who it was, her fingers together, and the sticky note was crumpled by her and thrown into the trash. .

At 8:20, Jinchuan entered the office. He took off his suit jacket, and Xiao Cheng quickly took it forward and hung it in the cloakroom.

He unfastened his cufflinks and walked to the desk, his eyes fixed on the desk: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Cheng turned to see him standing still, stepping forward and looking at the things on the table, his face puzzled.

Except for Feng Yi pulling the curtains in the morning and sending the important documents every day in advance, no one would enter the president's office. He said: "It should be the breakfast prepared by Secretary Feng for you."