It turns out that I love you

Zhou Yingjun came back to visit Gong Xinuo with the task assigned by Song Yeyang when he came back from the sea just in time for the matter to be successfully resolved. When he entered the ward, he unceremoniously pulled over the chair, slammed his butt on it, and sat beside him.

"Hey, I've only been out for a few days now, I'm sick of thinking about it, what about it?" Zhou Yingjun's face was covered with a self-righteous smile and he joked, whenever someone said he was a bad smile , he always told people that he laughed like this, naturally.

Gong Xinuo had long been accustomed to his joking personality, and teased him politely: "You don't bring flowers when you see a patient, what's your attitude?"

"Yo, you dare to challenge me! What kind of patient are you! What's going on with you? You're so stiff, fierce, and serious!" Zhou Yingjun raised his eyebrows, got down to business, and got to the point. "Come on, there will still be children, and the illness will always be cured. I won't talk about this nonsense! You understand the truth, so I don't need to teach it!"

When the child was mentioned, Gong Xinuo's expression darkened for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

"One thing, I have to say! This is what our family leader specially ordered me to convey to you! Don't think that there is no one in Jingkun's family, and you are not allowed to bully others. If you find that you are not good to others, you can send them to you at any time. Take it away!"

Zhou Yingjun refined and processed Song Yeyang's rather euphemistic original words into a threat of intimidation. He and Gong Xinuo have been friends for many years, so there is no need to deliberately emphasize the tone of words.

Zhou Yingjun babbled so much, Gong Xinuo didn't respond, and howled helplessly: "Ancestor, can you say something, give me a response!" Then he concluded. "Really, except for Yuan Jingkun, really, no one can live with you."

Just as Gong Xinuo was about to speak, Yuan Jingkun came in with a thermos, and was surprised to see Zhou Yingjun: "When did you come back? Why didn't Lao Song come?"

Zhou Yingjun stood up and greeted him: "I came back yesterday. Ye Yang is at the company."

The politeness between Zhou Yingjun and Yuan Jingkun was like the politeness between Gong Xinuo and Song Yeyang.

Yuan Jingkun put the thermos on the shelf at the end of the hospital bed, and smiled: "Your mom-and-pop shop is doing well."

"I'm envious, you and Xinuo should open one too! I heard from Xinuo that you are good at painting, why don't you open a gallery!" Zhou Yingjun suggested half-truthfully.

"Forget it, I don't have that business acumen, and I will definitely lose money then." Yuan Jingkun replied with his head down, opened the lid of the thermos, and set out the porcelain bowl and spoon.

Zhou Yingjun smelled the fragrance and leaned over. The stainless steel pot was filled with thick white soup. What, goji berries, tsk tsk, love soup! This soup must be very nourishing, isn't it, Xinuo?" He looked at Gong Xinuo and winked.

Gong Xinuo put his hand on his forehead and nodded with an unnatural expression: "Try it."

Zhou Yingjun seemed to be waiting for this sentence, he filled a bowl by himself, blew on the hot air, and took a sip, the soup slid over the tongue that discerns the taste, and flowed into the stomach cavity.

Zhou Yingjun gulped down this strange tonic soup, and finally understood why Gong Xinuo's expression was weird.

Looking at the bowl full of soup, Zhou Yingjun really wanted to slap himself, why did he have to fill so much?

"Isn't it delicious?" Yuan Jingkun saw that Zhou Yingjun frowned slightly, and he didn't continue to drink the soup for a long time, asking for his opinion.

Gong Xinuo drank all the soup every time, so the taste wouldn't be too bad.

"No, no, it's pretty good, it's too hot, let it cool down, drink it after it's cooled down!" Zhou Yingjun casually found an excuse to prevaricate him, not daring to tell the truth, and turned to Gong Xinuo for help, after all, the soup was too hard to swallow.

Gong Xinuo looked as if you were self-confident and I was helpless, Zhou Yingjun gritted his teeth with hatred, and finally raised his neck and drank it. He vouched for his personality of more than forty years, this was the worst soup he had ever tasted in his life .

Yuan Jingkun cooks porridge and soup strictly according to the steps in the book. If he has a whim, he will tamper with the small content, add or delete some ingredients, but every time he finishes, he does not taste the taste first, full of confidence He directly brought it to Gong Xinuo to drink.

Zhou Yingjun felt that Gong Xinuo was really pitiful. Before leaving, taking advantage of Yuan Jingkun's inattention, he leaned into his ear and sighed, "I've suffered!"

After Zhou Yingjun left, Gong Xinuo drank up the soup as usual, Yuan Jingkun still asked if it was good, and he still answered yes.

The affairs of the shipping company cannot be left unattended. Besides, since Zhou Yingjun and Song Yeyang got together, most of the company's business was in charge of by Song Yeyang, and Zhou Yingjun did most of the work on the runway.

On weekends, Yuan Jingkun would bring Gong Xi to the hospital. When Song Yeyang came, the father and daughter were sitting in the garden. Be so serious together.

"I think Xi Nuo is much better. He looks good. Are you leaving the hospital soon?" Song Yeyang met Yuan Jingkun in the ward, and the two came to the garden without disturbing them, standing in the distance talking.

"Let's do it, I feel much better, but I don't have a good appetite, and I eat very little." Yuan Jingkun was troubled by Gong Xinuo's appetite problem. "Stay for a few more days, don't rush out of the hospital."

"Did he ask about his father?" Song Yeyang looked at Gong Xinuo's figure and couldn't help asking about it, wondering how Yuan Jingkun planned to solve it.

"No." Yuan Jingkun kicked the fake grass under his feet in annoyance. "I haven't figured out how to tell him, I'm afraid he will be angry again."

"Yeah!" Song Yeyang also felt that this matter was very difficult, especially how difficult it was with Yuan Jingkun caught in the middle. "Don't talk to him in a hurry. When he is in better health, find a suitable opportunity to talk. Don't be so rushing when you say it. He is anxious and you can't be anxious, you know?"

"En." Yuan Jingkun nodded and let out a long sigh. "Why."

Gong Xi turned his head and saw Song Yeyang, raised his hand excitedly and waved: "Uncle Song!"

Gong Xinuo looked at them, Song Yeyang and Yuan Jingkun walked over one after the other, Gong Xinuo took out the drawing board in Gong Xi's hand, put it aside, and stood up: "When did you come? "

"Just arrived, I talked to Jing Kun for a while." Song Yeyang picked up Gong Xi and weighed the little girl's weight. "Has Yuanyuan gained weight again?"

"No!" Gong Xi, who is less than four years old, has already begun to know how to love beauty, and hates others to say that she is fat and ugly, so she pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and refuted him loudly.

"Haha. Yuanyuan, like this, don't call me Uncle Song, and be a daughter to me and Uncle Zhou, okay?" Song Yeyang and Zhou Yingjun's only regret is that they don't have children. Sorry to mention it to Gong Xinuo. "That way, you'll have four dads who love you. Is that okay?"

"Ah, about this matter, then you have to talk to my father." Gong Xi said seriously with a thoughtful expression.

"Oh, you still have an agent, and I have to talk to your agent!" Song Yeyang teased her and kissed her little face. "Yuanyuan, Uncle has a gift for you! Let's go and see the gift!"

Gong Xi didn't need to guess and knew that Zhou Yingjun must have brought her all kinds of gadgets and clothes from abroad, and Song Yeyang happily carried her away, leaving Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun behind.

Yuan Jingkun holds a red apple in his left hand, holds a fruit knife in his right hand, and peels the skin into small pieces from top to bottom, instead of turning clockwise in circles to peel the apple like ordinary people. The second incision is against the thumb.

Gong Xinuo stared at him intently, and didn't dare to talk to him, for fear that he would scratch his fingers if he got distracted.

"Don't look at me, I'm under pressure!" Yuan Jingkun turned his back, repeated the movements in his hands with difficulty, and muttered angrily. "Who sent this, it's so difficult to peel! It must not be a good variety."

Gong Xinuo laughed, it was obvious that his technique was not good, yet he had to emphasize objective reasons.

Before Yuan Jingkun was about to cut the peeled apple into small pieces, Gong Xinuo took the first step to take the moon-like apple.

"Is it sweet?" Yuan Jingkun tidied up the apple peels, wiped the delicate folding knife clean, and asked casually.

Gong Xinuo lifted the apple to his mouth, Yuan Jingkun took a small mouthful symbolically, nodded while chewing: "It's really sweet."

Yuan Jingkun put the tray aside, turned around and saw Gong Xinuo looking straight at him, the simple and charming gaze made Yuan Jingkun's face burn, and he shifted his gaze to the apple as if deliberately avoiding it: " What are you looking at?"

"Baby, you are so pretty!" Gong Xinuo said the sweet words that had never been spoken in a soft tone that had never been said before, and the extremely light tone made people feel like echoing.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous, Yuan Jingkun lowered his head shyly, the hair on his forehead perfectly covered his reddish face.

Gong Xinuo raised his chin, turned his face away, and his eyes met. Before Yuan Jingkun had time to see the light in Gong Xinuo's eyes, his lips moved closer.

At this moment, Yuan Jingkun almost suffocated.

Gong Xinuo's movements were not crazy and enthusiastic, just like the few kisses in the past, so tender, so lingering, so soft as water.

Both sides seemed to restrain themselves, the kiss was very light, and the point was over.

After the soft and restrained kiss, Gong Xinuo hugged Yuan Jingkun into his arms, he knew Yuan Jingkun liked this, liked to be hugged by him, like a child, he was cared for by adults Care and caress.

Gong Xinuo's health gradually improved, and it was impossible for him to take an indifferent attitude towards work due to his personality.

In name, Huo Boqing temporarily took care of the company's affairs on his behalf. With so much to do, he couldn't do everything, so it was inevitable that he would lose sight of the other.

What's more, the M&B Group has an unwritten rule that everyone consciously abides by. Try to avoid reporting work in different levels, and prevent work mistakes and personnel conflicts caused by this.

That's why Zhang Fu, who didn't know the inside story, rushed to the hospital last time. He neither wanted nor wanted to report to Huo Boqing. In his heart, Gong Xinuo was his boss, and he had to speak to Gong Xinuo!

In the ward, Gong Xinuo and Zhang Fu were sitting face to face, Zhang Fu came for business, Gong Xinuo could not lie down to see him.

Gong Xinuo put on a gray sweater over the hospital gown. Zhang Fu is his subordinate, so there is no need for him to be too formal.

"I think it is wrong to do this! Because for a building, the most important thing is its quality and durability. After it is built, it is not for people to watch, it is used as an office building. This is for bidding It is a very stupid idea to successfully and blindly reduce costs without regard to the consequences." The more Zhang Fu spoke, the more excited he became, and he raised his voice uncontrollably. "Besides, Koreans value quality the most. Of course, they also care about the cost, but people all over the world understand the value for money. You can't just smash the M&B brand in the end just to complete the targets and tasks!"

When Zhang Fu was expressing his opinions, Gong Xinuo glanced through the bidding proposal as quickly as possible, and the expression on his face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end. He only nodded when Zhang Fu said the last sentence, expressing his agreement his point of view.

Gong Xinuo silently looked at the content on the last page, closed the folder, put it on the table in front of him, and turned to Zhang Fu: "I see, so, let me think about it, you go back first, okay? "

"Yes." Zhang Fu knew that Gong Xinuo would definitely be able to think of a satisfactory solution to the problem, and that no matter how difficult the matter was brought to Gong Xinuo, he would be able to smoothly turn the danger into safety. He had always had full confidence in his President Gong.

Zhang Fu packed it up as proof that his point of view was correct, and was about to leave the ward when Gong Xinuo stopped him: "Call Yuzhong over here."

Three minutes later, Wang Yuzhong stood in front of Gong Xinuo, holding the notepad he carried with him, posing in the standard recording posture peculiar to a secretary, and waiting for his instructions.

Gong Xinuo put his arm on the armrest, raised his forearm, and rubbed his thumb and index finger back and forth, a small movement that must be carried out when thinking.

After a while, Gong Xinuo let out a long breath and said, "I want to borrow a meeting room from the hospital. At two o'clock in the afternoon, I want to meet with the heads of all departments except the personnel department and the propaganda department."

"Yes." Wang Yuzhong quickly wrote down a line of cursive script on the notebook that only he could understand. The black pen holder was sandwiched between the notebooks, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment to deal with the matters that Gong Xinuo had given him.

The meeting room of the hospital is almost twice as small as the meeting room of the company. The directors of the engineering cost budget department, engineering design department, engineering bidding department, engineering construction department, market development department, administrative management department, international business negotiation department and finance department , and the three vice presidents all arrived early.

Before Gong Xinuo arrived, everyone looked nervous. Everyone knew the purpose of Gong Xinuo's sick meeting. At this moment, everyone's minds were racing at high speed, searching for the most reasonable excuse to shirk responsibility.

At two o'clock, Gong Xinuo appeared in front of everyone on time.

Wearing a black suit and a white shirt, if you don't observe carefully, Gong Xinuo is no different from before. He is still in high spirits, outstanding, and still has the same aura of calm and prestige.

Gong Xinuo sat in the most central position, put the gray folder in his hand on the table, touched it lightly with the index finger of his right hand, the folder unfolded and rotated at a constant speed, and stopped firmly in the middle.

"I'm not dead yet." Gong Xinuo's voice was the same as before, still so peaceful, but everyone present was very keenly aware that there was actually a trace of seriousness that had never been seen in that peace.

Everyone lowered their heads in unison, and no one even dared to look up at the folder lying alone in the middle of the table. The result of holding their breath made the meeting room even quieter. Gong Xinuo's words even echoed and rang in their ears. .

"If you add my salary to it, you will lose money. Have you ever calculated it?" No one could find the answer to Gong Xinuo's question, and their eyes lowered even lower.

The atmosphere in the small meeting room became more and more oppressive, and everyone couldn't lift their heads, breathe, or speak.

It is extremely rare for Gong Xinuo to treat his subordinates so harshly.

The headquarters of Korea ATS Co., Ltd. decided to develop business in China, and chose to open the first branch in the city where the branch in charge of Gong Xinuo is located.

ATS Co., Ltd. is a fairly large private enterprise in South Korea. The chairman has been received by the President of South Korea and served as the honorary chairman of the Korean Chamber of Commerce in China. His personal reputation is quite high and his influence in various aspects is not small.

Hong Minqi, the chairman of the ATS Zhushi Association, once had a relationship with Gong Xinuo. Although the friendship was shallow, they had a good relationship.

Therefore, Hong Minqi planned to throw this tender olive branch to Gong Xinuo.

It's a pity that his family's words are hard to convince the public.After several meetings of the board of directors, a decision was finally made, and according to the usual practice, an open bidding method was adopted.

Gong Xinuo never thought of getting this project by virtue of his personal relationship, but he also could not accept the practice of actively lowering the bid price in order to win the bid.

M&B is no longer in the stage of relying on losing money to earn a reputation. They have already explored a mature business model and know which level of customers they should target. Their construction quality, their excellent service, and their unique design are all worthy of their support. This pays a lot of money.

The engineering bidding department was eager to win, and repeatedly forced the engineering budget department to reduce costs; the engineering budget department had no choice but to bite the bullet and discuss with the engineering design department whether it could lower the design standards and material standards; the engineering design department strived for perfection and naturally refused to give in. He went to protest in front of the vice president. The vice president, who only had business acumen but no professional knowledge, supported the idea of ​​the project bidding department, so there was a quarrel without compromise. Zhang Fu felt that the situation was getting more and more serious, and it was necessary to ask Gong Xinuo for instructions.In fact, he couldn't bear to disturb Gong Xinuo who was recovering from illness.

The way of bidding this time is contrary to the company's previous operating principles. Even if the bidding is successful in the end, the result of consuming time, materials and labor will not get the corresponding profit, which is tantamount to doing nothing; Doesn't that mean showing your incompetence directly to your boss?

How should Huo Boqing think, how can he think, no matter how hard and hard you worked before, a small mistake can obliterate all of this, the gain outweighs the loss!

Can Gong Xinuo not be angry?Can you not be in a hurry?Can you not get angry?

"In two days, I want to see a new bid." Gong Xinuo's tone slowed down, and he stood up and left the conference room without saying anything else.

At this moment, everyone was able to breathe out the pent-up breath with confidence, and packed up the manuscript papers that did not write down a word, looked at each other uncomfortablely, and filed out.

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