Try changing my plan again?

▍I see you pleasing to the eye

The two of them just stared at each other, Ruan Mian raised his legs and was about to jump, Jiang Song got up and walked over.

"That's right." Ruan Mian patted the seat beside her, "Come, sit here."

Jiang Song sat obediently with his back to him, and Ruan Mian suddenly fell silent looking at his tall figure.

One person is afraid of loneliness, two people are afraid of silence, such an embarrassing silence.

Seeing no movement for a long time, Jiang Song turned his head slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Mian hung her hands in the air, "...I can't reach it."

Jiang Song turned around, his eyes fell heavily on Ruan Mian, his pupils were dark and gloomy, and he couldn't guess what emotions were hidden inside.

Ruan Mian's heart fluttered when he saw him, just raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and the next second, her whole body flew into the air again.

He was a little numb, and even wanted to accept his fate.

Jiang Song picked up Ruan Mian and put him on the side, made a nest for himself, lay down unceremoniously, put his head on Ruan Mian's lap, "Come on."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes decently.

"..."

Ruan Mian was speechless, she rolled her eyes silently, her fingertips landed on his temples and twirled gently, and then changed to her middle fingers, pressing and kneading from Fengchi point down to the cervical spine and shoulders without rushing.

Jiang Song exhaled lightly, and the frowning between his brows gradually relaxed.

"When will you be discharged from the hospital?"

"the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Song opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling in a daze, "I'll pick you up."

Ruan Mian tried to refuse several times, but the words were stuck in her throat, and she faltered.

Jiang Song, "I won't hug you, I'll give you a cane."

Ruan Mian, "... that's fine."

Even the face of 304 stainless steel can't stand such a toss, he is a man of seven feet after all, don't you want to lose face?

Ruan Mian thought again, "No, aren't you very busy recently?"

"It's okay." Jiang Song rested comfortably on his lap, feeling a little bored, picked up the forms and drawings that Ruan Mian threw everywhere, and flipped through them casually.

What he was holding was the customer follow-up form that Ruan Mian had printed out, which listed rows and rows of detailed customer information, follow-up status, signed or dead orders, and detailed reasons for why the orders were dead.

Ruan Mian wrote very honestly.

——Don’t worry about it for the time being. I will decorate after the death of the dog at home. The dog is not very friendly to me, but I really didn’t expect it to die. I am wronged.

——The owner disappeared without a trace after paying the deposit. I have tried various methods, but I can't get in touch. It may be taken away by some mysterious force.

——Talking about getting divorced, and going to divide the family property if you don't decorate.

——The chat was very good and suddenly got blocked, the reason is still unknown.

——Shuanggui, took a look when passing by, the weeds in his yard were eight feet high.

——The plan must be read by his son before he can decide. Ask him where his son is, I don’t know, and how soon he will be back, I don’t know.I suspect he doesn't actually have a son.

Jiang Song finally laughed, "The customers who sign the bills are all similar, and those who don't sign have their own reasons."

Ruan Mian, "Huh? Speaking of which, I have always wanted to ask you, why did you sign with me so hastily?"

There was still a smile on the corner of Jiang Song's mouth, and he seemed to be in a much better mood, "You look pleasing to the eye."

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Jiang Song rarely broke his promise, and he didn't come.

The driver brought the nanny to pack Ruan Mian's clothes, and explained the reason to him on the way home.

Ruan Mian was quite helpless, the more he listened, the more he felt that it was not possible, as if he was being unreasonable.

The air quality in Beijing is a little unknown to everyone. Even if the doors and windows are closed, it is difficult to resist the dust. He originally thought that if he hadn’t been home for half a month, the house would be dusty, but the whole room was clear and clean, even the things he threw away. The books are all organized.

The nanny told him understandingly, "Mr. Jiang took me to clean it once, and I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you to clean up when you come back."

Ruan Mian clicked her tongue, frowned and shook her head, "If this goes on like this, I want to marry him."

nanny,"……"

Driver, "...cough."

Finally, without smelling the smell of disinfectant, Ruan Mian fell asleep on her little bed.

Early the next morning, the Cayenne parked downstairs on time to pick him up for work.

Ruan Mian took a picture of the driver's back from the back seat and sent it to Jiang Song, "Why does it feel like I'm playing a TV series with an overbearing president, and I seem to be the heroine?"

Jiang Song didn't reply, and didn't show up for a while, it seemed that he was really busy.

There is a full-time driver to pick him up and go to and from get off work, and there is a Gengwanwan Land Rover on the construction site. Ruan Mian has never been such a grandpa in his life.

On the first day back to work in the company, amidst the rumors and gossip, he saw Meng Zhou whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Mr. Meng finally came back, but this just proved that the internal chaos of the company had reached a critical point, and he had to come back to clean up the mess.

Meng Zhou looked devastated, and when he saw the disabled version of Ruan Mian, he showed a trace of unconcealable concern, as if he wanted to ask about his condition, but he finally held back, sighed and asked him to come to the office later to talk in detail.

For a whole day, Ruan Mian pieced together a vague outline of the story from various sources of gossip.

Y·H's capital chain was broken, and there was a huge deficit in the finances. It has reached the point where it can't even supply the materials.

Mr. Xiao Meng absconded with money and was stopped at the airport.

Mr. Meng rushed back after hearing the news. The first thing he did was to clean up the government and the public and rectify the bureaucracy. It turned out that Yao Yuanzhe’s wave of snakes and mice were basically all sacked. Even though the turnover rate was too high and the job vacancies were serious, Meng Zhou still bite the bullet Fired a bunch of rat shit.

In addition, the sequelae of forcibly lowering the quotation before have gradually become apparent. Almost every day, owners come to the company to make troubles because of problems with the quality of the project.

Ruan Mian sat at the work station with a vicissitudes of life, knowing that what she was most worried about had finally happened, and vaguely hoped that these were just rumors, and the actual situation could be a little more optimistic.

But not long after, another shocking thunder struck his head.

Although Meng Zhou is past his destiny, he has been well maintained. It seems that the years have given him special favors and don't care about him. It is impossible to accurately judge his real age from his appearance.

When he came back this time, he seemed to be ten years older suddenly.

Ruan Mian knocked on the door, walked into the general manager's office and called out politely, "Teacher."

Meng Zhou nodded wearily, "Sit down."

Ruan Mian didn't know what to say, so she waited anxiously for him to speak first.

Meng Zhou pushed the colorful box on the table in front of Ruan Mian, "I know you like sweets, so I brought you a box of macarons...I don't have time to care about you after such a big event, how is your leg?"

Ruan Mian quickly replied, "It's all right, just twist it, and the plaster cast will be removed after a while."

When Meng Zhouyi saw him, he couldn't help nagging, endured and endured, and finally turned into a sigh, "You are not here recently, and the company's situation may not be very clear. I called you here to tell you, I can't guarantee that Y· If you have ideas about whether H can survive this time, don’t be embarrassed by me.”

Meng Zhou smiled wryly, "After all, I have always regarded you as half my son, not just a student or subordinate."

Ruan Mian felt very uncomfortable after hearing this.

He lacked fatherly love since he was a child, so why didn't he treat Meng Zhou as a half-father, he knew that Meng Zhou didn't want to delay him, but if he patted his ass and left at this moment, then he would be too worthless.

Ruan Mianhun made a haha ​​indifferently, with a hint of rascal, "I've heard about the company's situation, and I don't understand the management of funds in your companies. Anyway, when Y·H is in it, I'm in it every day." , live and die together.”

Meng Zhou shook his head, "Things are not as easy as you think."

He opened the laptop in front of him, entered a few characters, turned the screen, and beckoned to Ruan Mian.

"Did you see, now there are more and more negative news when you search Y·H, and everyone pushes the wall, and there will only be more in the future. These days, when you buy a refrigerator and check the brand and model performance online, let alone Is it such a big decoration?"

"I think you understand what this means. It would be better if it was just a purely financial problem. Now that you are surrounded by enemies, it is definitely not easy to turn around."

The author says:

After a day of tossing, it is still too late...

I have been forced to travel with my mother these days, and when I find a chance, I will make up for the red envelopes I owe, refills, and daily refills.