Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

After a long time, he picked up Pei Qiqi’s contract again and dialed Jessica, “Get out of the wind, KING has found the most suitable candidate for this season’s advertisement. He is a newcomer. I want to make headlines. Three days."

Jessica was a little worried: "Mr Qin, will this be over-exposed? It is not good for the development of artists."

"Just do it." Qin Anlan has already decided to hang up the phone...

Pei Qiqi walked out of the KING building. It was already evening. She went to the bank and transferred the money to Pei's account.

Because of Jiamei's order and the transfer of a sum of funds, the shareholders who were going to withdraw had regained hope, and questioned Zhou Meilin's words.

After all, standing behind Mr. Pei is Tang Yu, the president of Shengyuan, who can save Pei by rubbing a piece of skin casually, do they have to wait and see?

Pei Qiqi convened a meeting to comfort them temporarily.

Walking out of the meeting room, Xiaowen said as he walked, "President Pei is really getting into the situation. Those two have been in the company today. They are not good people. They belong to Zhou. It's also relieved to see that Mr. Pei is capable of bringing the company back to life."

Pei Qiqi walked into her office and suddenly collapsed in the back of the chair. She shook it a few times and smiled bitterly, "Where is that easy! Xiaowen, I feel very tired after just a few days. "

Xiaowen's voice became softer, "Pay attention to rest and don't force yourself too much."

"I don't want to, but Zhou Meilin has been forcing me, as long as I am wrong, she will incite those shareholders to sell shares..."

She took a pen and drew a picture on the paper, "Xiaowen, sort out the accounts of the company this year and give it to me."

Xiaowen understood what she meant when she heard it, and she couldn't help but was taken aback, looking at Pei Qiqi hesitated, "After all, it's still..." The following words were not finished, but Pei Qiqi understood.

"Just do what I said!" Pei Qiqi paused with the pen in his hand and stroked the paper hard.

Zhou Meilin sold her and angered her father. She carried her father and transferred a large amount of money out of the company and sent her to jail. Isn't it right?

Xiaowen's gaze became a little far-reaching, perhaps she had underestimated President Pei before.

President Pei is far from a twenty-year-old girl. When necessary, she is crueler than anyone else.

After she left, Pei Qiqi sat in her office for a long time before going back.

Downstairs, the driver was already waiting for her. It was a black Audi, which was still low-key.

When he arrived in Xiacheng, Tang Yu still did not go home.

These days, she is late, he is later than her. Pei Qiqi felt his emotions vaguely in her heart, but she didn't delve into it. She went into the bathroom and took a shower, and she was a little bored when she came out.

Even though things in the company made her feel upset, but... it was far from Pei Minghe's death that made her sad.

That kind of hatred penetrated into her bones, and she wanted to send Zhou Meilin to jail every moment, until she died of old age...

Pei Qiqi's gaze fell on the cigarette case Tang Yu had placed on the table. She looked at it for a long time, and then the ghost went over, picking up the cigarette case and the lighter.

She was sitting on the toilet, holding a cigarette like him, and lighting it with a lighter. She looked at it like that, and then carefully approached her mouth and took a sip... she was choked and coughed. Tears almost fell.

The door opened at this moment, and Tang Yu looked at his little pet in shock.