It's a pity that she didn't feel her son's temperature in any corner, she turned her head and looked at her son coldly, her dark eyes were full of sharp cold light, which seemed to have a warning meaning.

"Mom, what's wrong?is there something wrong?" Ning Xiangtian was seen by Yuan Xuefei and asked worriedly.

As the saying goes: ginger is still old and spicy.

Yuan Xuefei is his mother after all, and the kindness and weakness in his heart make him dare not be too tough on Yuan Xuefei, and he is unwilling to really break with his mother.

After all, he has no proper reason to confront his mother, maybe one day, for Bing'er's sake, he will definitely try to spread his wings and protect Bing'er from his mother's bullying.

As long as Bing'er gives him this opportunity, he will definitely not disappoint Bing'er.

Will Bing'er give him a chance?

Ning Xiangtian was stunned.

Yuan Xuefei still looked at this precious son very coldly, and the interpretation in her eyes powerfully unlocked what this son was doing in the room?

"It's okay, mom is bored and wants to talk to you. Yuan Xuefei stretched out her hand, took her son's hand, led him to sit on the sofa, and looked at her son with a loving face.

"Mom, it's not early, rest early. Ning Xiangtian gently brushed away his mother's tender big hands and said softly.

"It's okay, I just want to ask you how the company's affairs are handled?

"It's okay, Mom, don't worry, I'll take care of it. Ning Xiangtian was too lazy to speak in vain, and said perfunctorily.

The more casual and perfunctory it is, the easier it is to waste time.

"Don't stand, come and talk to Mom, what's the tricky thing in the company lately? Mom wants to help you. Yuan Xuefei looked at her son patiently.

Even though she had seen her son's impatience, she was reluctant to leave, and she wanted to follow the temptation to stop the smallest spark from spreading.

Over time, this kind of thing that conforms to the principles of heaven is like a cancer for Yuan Xuefei, which must be operated on and completely eradicated.

"Mom, I want to take a shower, and there will be two more emails later, so you don't have to worry about it. Ning Xiangtian found a suitable excuse and gently pushed his mother.

He has a keen sense that the comers are not good, and they are coming in the name of destroying good things.

The door was closed again, Yuan Xuefei stood outside the door, shook her head helplessly, and sighed and said, "What kind of sin have I made?"

Ning Xiangtian calmed down for a few minutes, then went to take a bath, and soon came out, sat at the computer, and waited for the email.

The company has been reshuffling in the past few days, many shareholders have forced Ning Xiangtian to give way, and even many orders in their hands have been withdrawn, and more importantly, the purchase suppliers of raw materials have also begun to shout, unwilling to continue to supply, and no longer believe in the future of Baikang Company.

also released words, renewed the contract, and the price of materials increased.

These invisible pressures and troubles have already made Ning Xiangtian, a full son, feel pressure.

But at home, her mother pressured herself, and Bing'er rejected her various situations, Tian'er felt for the first time that it was difficult to be a responsible and responsible man.

Thinking of the cynical life of the past, although it was rotten and without pressure, it was not happy at all, and I felt that this was the shell of a walking corpse, without a soul.

Although I am very tired and have a lot of pressure in my life, I am living freely and steadily.

In a few days, Ning Xiangtian realized that he had lived in vain for more than 20 years.

Although his father Ning Guowei has woken up, he is still incapacitated, and the news newspapers have publicized his father's downfall, and the company has been ruined.

No matter how many press conferences he held, it didn't help, and the company veterans were even watching his jokes, and no one wanted to help him.

Mother Yuan Xuefei, embroidered pillows and a bag of grass, her mind was full of paste, except for thinking about how to make money, she never really treated this family.

Sincerity doesn't help.

Bing'er, a cold woman, never seems to be willing to care too much about the company or family.

Resentment comes in resentment, resentment goes.

This is Ning Xiangtian's understanding of Ning Bing'er.

A slight dripping sound from the computer broke the contemplative day, he took a deep breath, and slowly moved the big hands that had never done a little physical work, slender, delicate, and fair, like a pair of white sheep high-fat hands, smooth and soft.

Slowly move the mouse, click on the email, a financial data that has just been counted comes into view, these with professional terms, implying all kinds of mysterious data, make this cynical man a little headache.

He didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Except for the final summary of the line of data statistics is positive, but the data is very small, knowing that the data means that there is still no loss this year.

Other than that, he didn't see any superfluous information.

He continued to wait for the next document with peace of mind.

There was a knock on the door, and he stood up in frustration and went to open it with an irritated expression.

scolded his mother's verbosity and boredom in his heart.

The door opened, Ning Xiangtian's eyes were about to fall, and he wondered if it was a dazzle, so he looked at Bing'er in surprise.

This woman had never knocked on her door, and today her visit caught him by surprise.

"Bing'er, what's wrong?" Ning Xiangtian asked very gently.

The shallow smile between the eyebrows filled the entire eye socket, and the deep eyes were even more dazzling.

"Something, can you talk about it when you have time?" Bing'er said coldly.

At this moment, she knew that she had always regarded Ning Xiangtian as an outsider, and she couldn't see the company's affairs even more clearly, and the company would decline faster.

Ning Bing'er wanted to keep the company, and if she wanted to keep the company, she could only come to him.

This one is the most reluctant to touch.

But only this person can provide more real information or data.

"Come on in, then. Ning Xiangtian generously let the door open and invited Bing'er into the room with a frank face.

Bing'er walked into the room, didn't show much curiosity, didn't even glance at the afterglow, walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Ning Xiangtian calmly.

It was the first head-on contact, and the first calm contact.

"Bing'er, just say what you have to say. Ning Xiangtian looked at Bing'er unusually calmly and said.

This is the first time I have seen this man speak seriously, without perfunctory, no emotion, no ridicule, just simple communication.

Instead of making enemies on all sides, it is better to turn enemies into friends.

In this family, only Ning Xiangtian is sincerely working hard, no matter what her ability is, at least Bing'er sees a glimmer of hope, and she is unwilling to abandon it.

Only by effectively converting the utilization object can we get out of the bottleneck as soon as possible.

Ning Xiangtian is Bing'er's first step into the company, and she knows the pros and cons.

"Ning Xiangtian, how is the company recently?" Ning Bing'er gently held her hands and stroked each other with her two thumbs and fingertips, and asked in a tone that seemed to be understated.

The charming eyes like autumn water looked at the man with a moist and soft face, calmly waiting for the man to give a satisfactory reply.