Domineering president best love

Meng Wuliang squinted, "Just do your own thing. I'll give you the money when I come back in the afternoon, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

"Then, how long do you want to stay, Manager Meng?"

"One quarter first, two months later, if... I talk about it at that time, maybe I won't be in this city anymore."

Meng Wuliang turned his head to the side, as if he was very afraid that Yu Haoyu would see his eyes, because he was thinking in his heart that if Xie Houchen came back, he would leave this city and go to other developments, saying that with these hands, he would not be hungry anywhere So, at least go to a place where Xie Houchen doesn't have any memories.

Yu Haoyu looked at Meng Wuliang's sad figure, and said lightly: "I see, I will make arrangements, then I will go out first if I have nothing else to do, call me directly if there is anything else."

When Secretary Shen bought the meal back, she saw Meng Wuliang smoking again, and asked worriedly: "Manager Meng, I suggest... don't smoke, this thing is addictive."

Meng Wuliang slowly pinched out the cigarette, "I see..."

After eating, walk into that cubicle, the familiar smell, Xie Houchen, why do you always linger in your mind?

Lying on the bed they used to wade through, Meng Wuliang couldn't help but feel sad, clenched his fists tightly, it seems that this room is about to change.

In the afternoon, Meng Wuliang and Secretary Shen went directly to Fang Fengchen's place first.

As soon as he entered the hall, the front desk said politely: "Assistant Meng, Secretary Shen, why are you free to come over today? Are you here to visit the class?"

Secretary Shen hurriedly said, "Hi, it's not Assistant Meng, it's Manager Meng, who is currently the acting president of our Fashion Times Company."

The receptionist looked at Meng Wuliang in surprise, "I'm really sorry, Manager Meng."

Meng Wuliang bowed his hand, "It's okay, it's just a title, is Mr. Fang here?"

"In the."

"We'll just go straight up, don't bother."

The front desk nodded, and Meng Wuliang and Secretary Shen went directly to Fang Fengchen's office. Fortunately, they had made an appointment in the morning, and Fang Fengchen didn't go to the set in the afternoon, so he was waiting for them here.

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Fengchen laughed loudly, "Assistant Meng, congratulations on your promotion. I wanted you to work here? I didn't expect you to be promoted?"

Fang Fengchen looked Meng Wuliang up and down, because Meng Wuliang's feeling had changed, it was not what it used to be, because Meng Wuliang seemed to see the shadow of Xie Houchen in Meng Wuliang, could it be that he was imitating because he was afraid of not doing well?

"Boss Fang, what do you mean by looking at me like that?"

"Sit down, come and drink tea." Fang Fengchen hurriedly invited them to sit down, made tea, and poured it slowly for them.

Secretary Shen smiled slightly, "I need to talk about some things. Mr. Xie has something to go to the company in the United States, so... this company will be fully managed by Manager Meng."

Fang Fengchen picked up the teacup in his hand and smiled lightly, "Manager Meng is really good, he really is a talent for management."

Meng Wuliang's mind was full of Xie Houchen, he gently picked up the teacup, his movements and eyes were very similar to Xie Houchen.

Fang Fengchen put down the tea cup in his hand slowly, and said lightly: "Manager Meng has changed, why don't you go your own way?"

Meng Wuliang was stunned, this sentence really stopped him, why didn't he go his own way?

"I am me and no one else."

"But you are imitating everywhere, you have changed unscrupulously, what makes you change."

Fang Fengchen saw it, and Secretary Shen hurriedly said: "Boss Fang, you think too much, Manager Meng is Manager Meng, how about it, let's have dinner together some other day."

"Eating is eating. What I admire is Meng Wuliang, not someone who imitates others."

"Pa-ta..." With that crisp sound, the cup in Meng Wuliang's hand fell to the ground, the cup broke, and the tea in the cup also scattered on the ground.

Meng Wuliang's hands were shaking, although it was not obvious, but the shattered cup attracted everyone's attention.

Standing up slowly, "Sorry, my hand slipped just now."

Secretary Shen was busy cleaning things, Fang Fengchen waved his hand, "It's okay, Secretary Shen put it here, Manager Meng is not in the mood today, it seems that Manager Meng is not feeling well."

Meng Wuliang seemed to be unable to stay any longer, turned around and left directly. Of course, Secretary Shen knew what was going on, but Fang Fengchen didn't understand, so he wanted to ask further. After all, Meng Wuliang is a talented person. If one day, Meng Wuliang no longer thanked Hou Chen, what would he do? Yes, I really want to dig this corner.

Secretary Shen simply explained to Fang Fengchen, and left without saying too much.

Once downstairs, Meng Wuliang was already sitting in the car. When Secretary Shen got into the car, Meng Wuliang said coldly, "Drive, go see Jin Youfu."

"Okay, Assistant Meng...I'm sorry, Manager Meng."

"It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

The car started slowly and arrived at the downstairs of Jin Youfu's company. As soon as he went upstairs and entered Jin Youfu's office, Jin Youfu really welcomed him warmly, but he couldn't help but say, "How is Mr. Xie?" gone?"

Secretary Shen hurriedly said: "Everything is fine, now Manager Meng is..." After introducing Meng Wuliang, Jin Youfu couldn't help adding another sentence, "How is the scholar?"

Meng Wuliang is Bai Shusheng's brother, Jin Youfu knew it, looked up at Jin Youfu and said, "Very good, very happy."

"It's okay another day. Let the scholar come to my place. After all, we haven't seen each other for a long time, or you can tell him to let the scholar go home when he is free. Mayor Bai said that he misses his son very much, but he is afraid that he will get tired of calling , so I have been telling it to me, and I haven’t mentioned it to anyone else.”

"Yes, I'll pass it on. I'm just here today to hand over the matter. From now on, it's the same sentence. If you have anything to ask Secretary Shen, of course I can also come and have a look. Mr. Jin heard that the sale is good."

Jin Youfu chuckled, "Yeah, I was busy a few days ago, so I planned to contact you in the next few days and let you have a look at the sales situation in the past two days. I also called Mr. Xie, but Mr. Xie's phone number I can't get through no matter what, I haven't been able to get through all the time, so I came to the United States, really..."

Meng Wuliang wanted to get up and leave, but Jin Youfu took out the sales brochure and showed it to Meng Wuliang. While letting Meng Wuliang look at it, he explained carefully how the recent sales were going, how he planned to promote it next, etc. All kinds of things, I can't wait to finish what I have to say in one breath.

Meng Wuliang could only listen patiently, nodding his head from time to time, because what Jin Youfu said was really important, and some routines could be applied to Sun Junmao's real estate, after all, that real estate was invested by Xie Houchen himself.

After a long chat, both Secretary Shen and Meng Wuliang knew about the situation of this real estate, the current situation, the company just waited for the money to be paid, and there was no need to prepare for any other work.

The two finally left Jin Youfu's company, seeing that it was getting late, Secretary Shen asked to go back, but Meng Wuliang said that today's work must be completed, and he didn't want to delay it, after all, there is tomorrow's work.

Meng Wuliang worked too hard, and Secretary Shen could tell that he, Meng Wuliang, was betting with himself. He wanted to use work to soothe the pain in his heart.

But this kind of work is actually a life-threatening job. It’s okay for a day or two. It’s really unknown if it lasts for a long time...