Chapter 110
Chapter 110
Pei Ran had to admit that she was moved.
Is it really possible?No matter right or wrong, regardless of the consequences, bravely confess once.Even if the final result is rejection, she can say to herself without regret: You have worked hard.
Thinking of this, Pei Ran's gaze became firm, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw and seeing the hope of life.
A smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she said sincerely: "Thank you, Xuanxuan." Thank you for waking her up and giving her motivation.
"Hey, sister, what are you talking about? We are the closest and dearest sisters. Saying thank you is too strange!" Pei Xuan rubbed her nose uncomfortably. Thank you, she is also shy, okay?
"If you really want to thank me, let your future brother-in-law treat me to a big meal in the future! Of course, if he dares to bully you, I will not let him go!" In fact, he waved his small fist, as if to say that she would really protect her.
Pei Ran blushed at the words "future brother-in-law" in her mouth, but she began to think about how to implement her plan of confession, should she be straightforward, or find a way to test his reaction?Well, anyway, wait until the next meeting.
Originally planning to seal her heart away and never have any contact with Yan Zhuolang again, Pei Ran began to look forward to seeing him again after what her sister said.
If he couldn't see her, would he... miss her?
The answer Yan Zhuolang gave was: yes.
A whole week has passed since Pei Ran was sent home that day. During this week, not only did she not come to work in the company, she even didn't go back to the apartment in the city. Yan Zhuolang has never felt so irritable. There will be a day when he can't see the financial statement.
In just half an hour, he had already lost his mind three times, each time he would involuntarily turn his gaze to the watch that Pei Ran used to record, and then remembered that she had been lying in his arms, constantly looking at her. He said: "Yan Zhuolang... why can't you treat me better..."
click-
Another expensive signature pen was scrapped in his hands.
Gu Zihua came in with a stack of year-end work summary sheets for various departments, just in time to catch the CEO's distracted expression in his eyes, he glanced at the pending documents that had basically not been reduced since the morning, and pulled out the more important information and put them in the At the top, he sighed helplessly, "President, President Bai called to ask you to meet."
Yan Zhuolang casually threw the useless signature pen into the basket, and replied without thinking, "No."
That day Bai Xiaoshu left angrily, she must have cried to that old fellow Bai Rusong as soon as she got back?To be able to endure so many days before coming to him, he is really calm.
Gu Zihua seemed to have expected him to answer this way, and continued without the slightest surprise: "I heard from Miss Bai's agent that Miss Bai intends to announce her engagement to you at the press conference of her next movie. The specific time is about On the tenth of next month."
Yan Zhuolang still didn't react when he heard the words. He tapped the table lightly with his straight and slender fingers, and said with a sneer, "Unilaterally announce the engagement? It must be Bai Rusong's idea again? Let her."
Whether it's in the entertainment industry or the business world, the engagement should be announced by both parties at the same time. If Bai Xiaoshu didn't want to humiliate herself, she shouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Gu Zihua immediately understood what he meant, and secretly said that the CEO has become more and more moody recently. He used to care about Bai Xiaoshu's face anyway, and he would not do too much in many things, but now he completely adopts a laissez-faire attitude.
Could it be because after Miss Pei left, no one was in charge of him to restrain him?The CEO is dissatisfied with his desires, so he has a grumpy temper?
The more Gu Zihua thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and he couldn't help but look strangely at Yan Zhuolang.
Yan Zhuolang noticed his strange gaze, stopped writing, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"No! Not anymore." Gu Zihua secretly thought something was wrong, quickly picked up the document he had signed and flashed away, before leaving, poked half of his head in, and said sincerely: "President, Miss Pei has not come to work for a week in a row Alright, look... do you need to go through the formalities of voluntary resignation for her? There is also the case of the winery, and we need to find someone to take over as soon as possible. "
After he finished speaking, he immediately closed the door. Sure enough, the next second he heard a "boom" from behind the door, and then the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Tsk tsk, it seems that another Xingmu has passed away, the CEO's temper is really unpredictable...
Yan Zhuolang had a dark face, staring at the tightly closed door.Don't think he didn't realize that Gu Zihua was making fun of him. It seems that he has been so boring recently that he is so leisurely that he has the time to meddle in his own business!
Yan Zhuolang put down the report and made several intercom calls one after another. After 10 minutes, Gu Zihua looked at the branch company's land development review content report piled up on the table, wanting to cry without tears.
Didn't he just tell the truth?The President is really ruthless!As a mature man, it is immoral to be so narrow-minded!
Yan Zhuolang put down the phone in satisfaction, Gu Zihua's words rang in his mind, and he looked at the conspicuous lady's watch on the corner of the table, and couldn't help frowning deeply.
Haven't come to work for a week in a row?Does that woman Pei Ran have the consciousness of being a company employee?Fortunately, he personally sent her back home, it seems that this will be the worst decision he ever made!After returning home, he and work ran away on cloud nine?no way!
Yan Zhuolang picked up the phone and turned to the dial page, thought for a while and put the phone back, casually picked up the watch on the table and stuffed it into the pocket of his suit, hooked the car keys and walked out, leaving a large pile of waiting to be processed on the table business.
Since that woman dared to run away without a word, he wouldn't mind going and arresting her himself!
More than two hours later, when Yan Zhuolang rang the doorbell of Pei's house, it was Pei Xuan who opened the door.
Pei Xuan stared blankly at the handsome man in the suit in front of her. It took her a long time to find her own voice, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you looking for?"
She didn't remember that their family knew such a man who exudes an elite temperament from top to bottom!And this face, this look, this figure, is simply too manly!It's a complete copy of the domineering president that only appears in Xiaoyan!
Wait, domineering president?Pei Xuan seemed to think of something suddenly, and then looked at the familiar silver Maybach behind Yan Zhuolang, her eyes gradually widened. Could it be that this is the legendary...
However, before she could ask, Yan Zhuolang answered her question very calmly, "Hello, I'm Yan Zhuolang, I'm looking for Pei Ran, is she there?"
Concise and concise, with a clear goal, Pei Xuan was very excited immediately after hearing this, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, President Yan, you came at the right time. My sister is cooking in person today, and she is cooking in the kitchen!"
After finishing speaking, she moved away half of her body, and greeted warmly: "You must not have dinner yet? Please come in, you are welcome!"
Yan Zhuolang hesitated for a moment, said "Excuse me" and walked in.Although he had found out that Pei Ran had a younger sister a long time ago, he never expected to be so...enthusiastic?No matter what, let's catch some runaway little girl back first.
Seeing that Yan Zhuolang really came in, Pei Xuan was so excited that she couldn't help herself. She jumped into the kitchen and shouted loudly while running: "Sister! Sister! Come out quickly and see who is here?"
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