Feng An saw that her daughter was crying, her attitude instantly improved, and she was a little reluctant.

"Yiqi, didn't you tell you not to call her?"

Feng An sighed helplessly, raised his phone, and said to Meng Hanchen with a little apology:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, the little girl offended you, please forgive her."

Feng Yiqi couldn't believe it, how could her father grovel in front of juniors?

"Dad! What do you do! ”

Feng An ignored Feng Yiqi and was still waiting for Meng Hanchen's reply.

Meng Hanchen spoke for a long time,

"Mr. Feng, it's not convenient for me to take care of your family affairs, please discipline your daughter yourself!"

With that, he hung up the phone.

Feng An breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Meng Hanchen did not ask for a breach of contract fee.

He really didn't expect that this cooperation would be so insignificant. He has always considered his industry to be at the top of the paper industry, and the cooperation with Montessori is also on an equal footing.

But when he received Meng Hanchen's letter of consent, and her assistant came to sign, he knew that Meng Hanchen didn't value this cooperation at all.

It would be great if we could cooperate; It doesn't matter if you can't cooperate.

He suddenly felt how small his industry was, and he was so stupid that he wanted to make Montessori bow his head, and he was really whimsical, sitting in a well and watching the sky.

What he didn't expect was that Feng Yiqi didn't listen to the order, insisted on going his own way, and called Meng Hanchen privately. Fortunately, Meng Hanchen measured a lot and did not pursue it.

Feng Anyan sat on the sofa, he knew that he could no longer be arrogant. He only hoped that his actions did not offend Montessori this time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Feng Yiqi upstairs had already stomped her feet angrily, even her father was like this!

However, she also knew clearly from this incident that she didn't want to bring down Meng Hanchen at all, she didn't have to think about it, she still lived her life as she should!

Meng Hanchen hung up the phone, thinking to himself, Feng An still has a little brain, and hopes that he won't do anything stupid again.

She turned her attention to Mu Hezhou again.

"Secretary Yang!"

"What orders, President?"

"Make an appointment with Meng Hanchen, chairman of M Moser Group, and I will meet him at noon today."

"When's the time, President?" Lunch or afternoon tea? ”

The corners of Meng Hanchen's lips hooked,

"Lunch, let's arrange it!"

"Okay, President."

Meng Hanchen's hand gradually clenched into a fist, today, I must get you done.

There were still two hours before lunch, and after Meng Hanchen collected some information on the computer, it was already 11 o'clock.

After saving the document briefly, she beckoned to Secretary Yang:

"Send a garment in."

"Okay, President."

After a while, Secretary Yang came in with a black suit and handed it to Meng Hanchen.

Meng Hanchen took it and entered the inner room.

She looked at the clothes and couldn't help but admire Secretary Yang very much, she really knew what to wear on what occasions.

A black suit, not very rigid, with bows at the cuffs, suit pants, and legs at the tail, which is neither too obese nor gives people a feeling of weakness.

After she changed into it, she took a look in front of the mirror, and after simply putting on makeup, she left the office.