Chapter Seventy-One: Workaholics

"Dad, my daughter hasn't come to see you for a long time, you won't be angry!" Chen Ke knelt on his knees, stuck out his tongue mischievously, and then said slowly with a sad face: "Dad, I hate Zhou Han's distrust of me, and hate him for doubting me, so I hid the child's affairs from him, and robbed him of his shares, and lost contact with him, these should be regarded as punishments for him!" But when I heard the news that he was leaving in the morning, I actually forgot my hatred for him, but I was a little worried that after he left and came back, would he really forget me? In that case, it will not be me who will punish him, but he will punish me, after all, before I have finished venting the anger in my heart, he will have nothing to do with me at all, and the slightest feeling of knowing each other between us will be gone......"

The small wooden box in front of him stayed there quietly, like a listening audience, not expressing any opinions, but he listened to everything you said, waiting for you to tell all the bitterness in your heart.

Chen Ke took out the red wine that had been prepared in advance, poured two glasses, put one next to the box, and held one by himself, smelled it, tasted it, and drank it all after the last.

Her favorite is red wine, because it is sweet and spicy, and it is very exciting.

"Dad, do you say that I am asking for guilt like this, if you want to hate, you only hate, don't bring other emotions, if you want to divide it, you will completely divide it, and you don't have other purposes. Otherwise, I'm like this now...... Hehe, Zhou Han is going to be completely separated from me, but I'm still drunk here to relieve my sorrows, what do I mean by this? ”

After drinking a glass of red wine, pour a glass, glass after glass, unconsciously, Chen Ke has used red wine as a tool to relieve sorrow, but people are even more sorrowful when they are drunk.

In the evening, the staff of the funeral home was about to get off work, and seeing that Chen Ke was so drunk that he couldn't leave by himself, he called Wang Yan with her phone and asked her to pick up people.

After Wang Yan came, she looked at the drunk and unconscious Chen Ke, sighed helplessly, and helped her go home.

Since then, Chen Ke has been working every day in addition to work, not shopping, not gossiping, not falling in love, except for reports and meetings, he is going out to socialize, and even later Wang Yan is less than one-third of her work, she is simply a workaholic.

Many times, when Wang Yan is tired, she will persuade Chen Ke: "Mr. Chen, we are still young, we don't have to be so desperate, and the results will be very good step by step." ”

But Chen Ke didn't answer every time, and lowered his head again and started working.

In private, Wang Yan and Li Yi discussed, and they both felt that Zhou Han's going abroad brought her a blow to her, so she was like this, but what was the reason, Chen Ke never said, and only used the excuse of repaying debts.

After a year of living like this, Wang Yan couldn't hold it anymore and persuaded Li Yi to join. In the second year, Li Yi couldn't hold on, and the scale of the company became so big that he couldn't do a lot of work alone, so he found a few professional managers to help them.

At the beginning of the third year, when it was time for everyone to pay dividends, Chen Ke looked at the report from the finance department, and didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

Suddenly, he called Wang Yan and said, "Help me contact Wang Yao's group of people, saying that I am waiting for them in Las Vegas, and I want to settle the account!" ”

"Mr. Chen, do you want to go alone? Let's take some people with you, it's chaotic over there, I'm afraid something will happen. Wang Yan couldn't imagine that a beauty like Chen Ke could easily come back to Las Vegas, she must have been targeted by many people.

Chen Ke hooked the corners of his mouth and said disapprenously: "My life is not valuable, no one will want it." ”

"Mr. Chen, I didn't mean that, I ......"

"Okay, I don't need to explain, I know what to do, you just need to help me contact them, and I'll leave first tonight." After Chen Ke explained his itinerary, he hung up the phone and went back to his residence, turned off all communication equipment, lay on the big bed, and slept the most relaxing sleep in more than two years.