teleconference

All the high-level executives gathered in the conference room within half an hour as promised, and emergency meetings were generally held in Hall 2, and the high-level executives waited here for about half an hour before they slowly saw Yue Xicheng's figure appear in the office.

The sharp eyes glanced at the senior executives below, and the strong voice said, "Today, call everyone over and ask for marketing opinions for the next quarter." ”

The company's business is as important as its private business.

The executives looked at each other left and right, talking to each other, and they knew how much the company lost last quarter and how much their bonuses were deducted.

Even if you have an idea in your heart that is beneficial to the company, you have to weigh it again and again before you dare to speak.

"President, the research plan of our marketing department has also been sent to you, and it has the efforts of all the people in our marketing department, you can check it. "The person who spoke was the new manager of the marketing department. The new official took office three times, but he still came in through the back door, which made others talk about it, but he didn't know how to restrain it, and he made small moves everywhere, which made everyone hate in their hearts.

As soon as these words came out, they were directly refuted by the manager of the research department.

"The things investigated by the marketing department this year have never passed through the shadow of our research department, isn't it obvious that we don't look down on our department?

The manager of the research department is a good old man, who has been in the position for more than ten years, and the work of the research department is also something that cannot be said in the whole company.

However, in recent years, I have been lazy a lot, and there are some mistakes in my work.

The people below are all talking, neither favoring anyone nor supporting, maintaining a neutral attitude, telling the hardships and sufferings of their own departments.

Hearing this, Yue Xicheng only felt a headache, pinching his temples and frowning.

Warm a person is busy with his own things in the company, and after the work is full, the whole person is a lot easier, and those tedious housework are put aside.

Wen Xueying came to the company as promised, wearing exactly the same clothes as she sent to Yue Xicheng in the morning, but with a coat on the outside, which was just enough to wrap all the clothes inside.

Stepping on a pair of silver high heels, a delicate little face is also specially groomed, with charm and fragrance, swaggering into the company.

Entering the door and going straight to the elevator, I pressed the top floor of the president's office, and my eyebrows and eyes revealed a chuckle and arrogance.

"Hey, wait, wait. The assistant called out nervously from behind her.

Wen Xueying stopped, her face couldn't see joy and anger, "Is there something wrong?"

"Miss Wen, hello, the president is not in the office, he has already ordered you to go home!" the assistant was busy explaining, looking at her face full of suspicion, and explained here.

The president suddenly had a headache, and the meeting was not over, so he hurried home. ”

Wen Xueying was originally still angry, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but snicker in her heart, she couldn't imagine that this Yue Xicheng still knew this kind of little romance!

She answered, lifted her feet and left, and went straight to Yue Xicheng's house.

"Young master, this is the medicine that Madame specially got for you when you had a headache, and it can be cured. Sister-in-law Dong took warm water and a few white particles and placed them in front of him.

Yue Xicheng glanced at the medicine on the table, the small pills, and felt warm in his heart for a long, long time.

A heartwarming smile crept up the corners of his mouth.

He took the pill and put it in his mouth, and the sweet icing slowly faded, leaving a mouth full of bitterness, but with a little sweetness.

The desire of the heart, maybe it's that simple.

After taking the medicine, Yue Xicheng was half-lying on the sofa, and a shallow sleepiness crept into his heart.

I vaguely felt that a person came next to me, and I also helped myself cover myself with a blanket, and my subconscious reaction was warmth, and I followed it in my heart.

Half-squinting, he saw a figure in a trance, and a sense of familiarity filled his mind at once, making him wake up suddenly, and saw Wen Xueying smiling, half-sitting next to him.

"Why are you here!" Yue Xicheng frowned slightly, and his heart was slightly angry, this is home, Wen Xueying dared to come in so swaggeringly!

If you are seen by others, you can't tell where the warmth is.

Wen Xueying's face was full of shyness, and she completely regarded these as Yue Xicheng's flirtation, which also had a different flavor.

"I heard that you have a headache, I'll help you treat it!" As she spoke, Wen Xueying had quietly removed her coat, leaving behind a pink dress, which was bewitching and colorful.

Wen Xueying blinked her eyes, half leaned on her body, and leaned over to him.

Yue Xicheng's face was full of disgust, glanced at it, snorted coldly, full of complaints, and stared towards the door from time to time.

"Sister-in-law Dong, you go outside to clean the yard, buy some ribs by the way, and go home to make up for the warmth at night!" Yue Chengxi thought for a moment and shouted towards the kitchen.

The warmth is cold, and the snow is drenched, how can you not make up for it!

Thinking of this, a feeling of guilt hit him.

Wen Xueyingquan thought that he was helping himself create opportunities, and he was reluctant to let himself go, hearing the sound of the kitchen door closing, he stood up directly, looking at Yue Xicheng on the sofa, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Sitting on his lap, twisting his body, his thin waist like a silver willow, close to his body.

Yue Xicheng frowned, pushed her away all of a sudden, and with a lot of strength, he almost pushed Wen Xueying to the ground, and he changed to a small sofa to sit on, and his eyes were closed.

Wen Xueying was still unwilling, and when she came to him, her heart was horizontal, and her slender hands turned around and pulled the chain of her clothes.

There was an awkward atmosphere in the air.

"This dress is what you like, look at it! Isn't my look your favorite?"

The zipper was only halfway pulled, and then he stopped, the chain of this dress was in the front, Wen Xueying was sideways, and the spring light inside was unobstructed.

Yue Xicheng was angry in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Wen Xueying had become such an unbearable appearance, seeing that Wen Xueying's entire body was about to lie on his stomach.

He dodged sideways and walked upstairs, making Wen Xueying pounce.

Sitting on the ground, his hair was messed up, his makeup was spent, and he was angry in his belly, and he made a strange noise upstairs, listening to the sound of a key turning at the door.

Wen Xueying's heart was crossed, "Yue Xicheng, this is what you asked for!"

The clothes were deliberately half-dragged, the hair was scratched indiscriminately, the lipstick on the mouth was quickly wiped off, and the sofa was already wrinkled, which happened to be a good scene.

When she was done and ready to leave, the door opened.