I heard that he said this as a joke. Song Qingcheng’s lips were bent and clenched. The man’s big hand and white fingers crossed his fingers to make each other’s five fingers firmly locked, and then he said, If you can’t buy milk powder, then breast milk, besides, don’t you still have its investment? Tell you that I remember it clearly.
Yu Tingchuan asked, When is the return?
Song Qingcheng didn’t believe that he really forgot to think that he didn’t answer, but hugged his waist, back and cheeks sideways and stuck his chest through his shirt. You can’t remember it, but I remember it anyway.
… YuTingChuan sigh smile stretched out his hand and grabbed her back and Enron.
Song Qingcheng didn’t ask the results of the board meeting in the office.
It’s almost dusk when I return to Yunxi Road Garden.
At 9 o’clock that night, Song Qingcheng received Shen Che’s WeChat shocking big news!
Your husband resigned as the general manager of Hengyuan!
Along with this message is a screenshot of the email.
Even though it was expected that Song Qingcheng really heard the news, her heart thumped. She opened the screenshot and sent it to all headquarters and branch employees’ mailboxes at 7: 30 on time. At the beginning of the email, it said, The resolution of the 52nd meeting of the 39th board of directors of Hengyuan Group announced that it would be better to concentrate on completing personal new jobs and life goals. Yu Tingchuan resigned as the general manager of the company, and hereby notified June 15, 2017.
In addition to this email from Yu Tingchuan, Shen Che quickly sent another email screenshot.
Yu Qidong, the general manager of Hengyuan Group, was hired by the name committee of Hengyuan Board of Directors to report the company’s operating conditions to the board of directors. It is hereby announced from the date of deliberation and approval by the next board of directors to the expiration date of the next board of directors.
The date in the right corner also shows today.
Shen Che: Isn’t Yu Qidong the fat girl’s father?
Song Qingcheng saw Shen Che with a mobile phone and asked, Aren’t you a vegetable? Are you awake?
Yes, I woke up. Song Qingcheng returned.
Sleeping in the trough is really a big drama in the middle of the year!
Shen Che asked again, You knew?
Song Qingcheng typed back to just know in the afternoon
Looking at the dialog box, Song Qingcheng didn’t continue to talk to her mood. She said something to Shen Che and then opened the thin blanket bed.
It didn’t take long for Fang Yutingchuan to finish talking with people.
When Song Qingcheng came in, he was sitting behind the desk, unbuttoning the collar of the boss’s chair shirt. Three sleeves were also rolled up high, and when he looked up, he saw Song Qingcheng, who had bathed and had long, semi-wet hair. She was wearing a household skirt, and the whole person looked simple and clean.
How come? Yu Tingchuan asked about the temperature and thickness of the line.
I just wanted to come and see you.
Song Qingcheng went to the table and looked at it with his eyes open. Do you still handle business?
Yu Tingchuan closed the desk folder and threw it aside. It’s almost handled. You go to rest first and I’ll go back to my room.
Song Qingcheng sat not far from the sofa and took the pillow and put his legs while watching him. Since you are getting better soon, I will stay here with you for a while.
suddenly being so attentive makes people uncomfortable.
Are you? I adapt well.
Hearing her answer, Yu Tingchuan smiled from her mouth to her eyes. Did your friend Shen Che say something to you again?
Song Qingcheng is the default attitude.
Yu Tingchuan said, I haven’t had a chance to talk to him about the engagement party a few days ago.
What are you talking to him for? Song Qingcheng is puzzled
I know that you are pregnant and still give you false information. Do you think I should talk to him?
“……”
The man’s voice is low and pleasant, and the whole Song Dynasty feels a little sweet in his ears. She helps Shen Che to argue that he didn’t say anything when his heart was chaotic.