Feng Anyan arrived at the office, took off his suit jacket, hung it on the chair, and sat down on the office chair with him, turned on the computer on the desk and prepared to start working.

He paused, as if remembering something, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed He Mulan's number, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

But waiting for him is indeed that the phone you dialed is turned off, he dials the number again, and it is still turned off.

Last night, he thought that He Mulan was too tired after he arrived, so he fell asleep, but he remembered that He Mulan was going to attend a historical symposium today, how could the mobile phone be turned off at this point in time, Feng Anyan's expression gradually became serious.

So he made a call home, but the maid told him that there was still no news of He Mulan, so Feng Anyan had to ask the maid not to tell Lin Yuru and Master Feng, so as not to worry them.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Anyan pulled his tie uneasily, although he knew that He Mulan should turn off his mobile phone when he was working, but Feng Anyan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The secretary knocked on the door at an inopportune time, interrupting Feng Anyan's thoughts.

"Come in," Feng Anyan said with a hint of impatience.

"Mr. Feng, your coffee." The secretary put the coffee in his hand in front of Feng Anyan, "Mr. Feng, don't worry, I have already sent someone to find the third young grandmother, and I will tell you immediately if I have any whereabouts." ”

Feng Anyan took a sip of coffee, nodded thoughtfully, and the assistant continued, "I have a meeting today, I don't know what to start with?" ”

Feng Anyan pressed his brows and spoke: "In five minutes, you go out first." ”

Five minutes later, Feng Anyan sighed, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and prepared to go to the meeting.

In the conference room, various departments were reporting their work and some planning projects, Feng Anyan basically turned on his mobile phone every few seconds, and he expected He Mulan to send him a message or make a phone call.

"Mr. Feng, I don't know what you think of this plan?" A department manager asked.

At this time, when Feng Anyan was thinking about He Mulan, he definitely didn't pay attention to this meeting.

The assistant on the side reminded in a whisper: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng......"

Feng Anyan came to his senses, "Now that's it, the meeting is dismissed." ”

As Feng Anyan left the conference room, the conference room began to discuss, "Mr. Feng, what's wrong today?" ”

"When I saw Mr. Feng's meeting today, I basically didn't listen carefully."

"yes, that's never been the case before."

"I saw him turn on his phone several times and keep wandering."

Feng Anyan, who returned to the office, lay on the chair weakly and pressed the landline: "Hey, haven't you found anyone yet?" ”

"Mr. Feng, it's only been about twenty minutes, and everyone is still on the road." Said on the other end of the phone.

"Well, don't let anyone bother me." Feng Anyan opened his mouth coldly, and after finishing speaking, he immediately hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.

Feng Anyan closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair quietly, the whole office seemed very quiet, but with a hint of coldness.

Suddenly, there was an unfriendly knock on the door, and the people outside the door walked in without waiting for a reply from the people inside.

Immediately afterwards, the rhythmic sound of high heels sounded, which sounded particularly harsh in Feng Anyan's uneasy mood, so he didn't want to pick up the document on the table and threw it forward with his eyes closed, mixed with an angry tone: "Didn't you say don't bother me, didn't you hear clearly?" ”

Gu Qing frowned at Feng Anyan, picked up the documents on the ground, and said uninhibitedly: "The anger is so big." ”

Feng Anyan heard the voice of the visitor, opened his eyes, saw Gu Qingyu standing in front of him, and slowly spoke: "Why are you here?" ”

"The third young man is really a noble man who forgets things," Gu Qingyu said with some sarcasm, "Today is the time for us to make an appointment to talk about work." ”

Feng Anyan thought about it for a while, and found that there was indeed such a thing, so he pressed the landline, "Send me two cups of coffee." ”

Hearing what Feng Anyan said, Gu Qingyan pulled out the chair on the side, sat down, handed the document in his hand to Feng Anyan, and said, "Then let's start, you take a look at the document first." ”

Feng Anyan opened the file and flipped through a few pages, his mind was full of He Mulan's face, and he couldn't stand it.

Gu Qingyan was a little impatient, looking at Feng Anyan, who was sitting opposite with a document and didn't know what he was doing, and said, "Sanshao, what do you mean by this?" ”

Feng Anyan listened to Gu Qingyan's words, then he came to his senses and said calmly: "What? ”

"How's the document going, what do you have a good proposal?" Gu Qing asked.

Feng Anyan didn't answer her words, but asked her, "I want to hear Miss Gu's opinion on this document first?" ”

Obviously, Feng Anyan didn't read this document at all, and if he wanted to express his opinion, it would definitely not be able to say, a dignified president, working hours like this, it was a little embarrassing in front of outsiders, so he returned this question to her.

Since Feng Anyan wants to listen to his own opinion, then he will talk about it himself, many years ago, he won himself in the last debate competition, and he has always been haunted in his heart, she is very confident in her idea this time, she believes that she will definitely be better than Feng Anyan's idea.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingjian confidently opened his mouth to express his opinion.

never thought that Feng Anyan was not in the mood to listen to her point of view, Feng Anyan's heart and eyes were on the mobile phone in front of him.

Gu Qingjian found that he was basically looking at his mobile phone, dialed He Mulan one phone call after another, and looked at He Mulan's photos over and over again, and finally she couldn't help it: "Hey, I said Feng Anyan, can you respect people?" ”

Feng Anyan closed his phone and looked at Gu Qingjian with an angry face in front of him: "What is Miss Gu dissatisfied with?" ”

"The dignified third young master, you actually wandered during working hours, since I entered the office, you haven't worked hard, and you have listened to me." Gu Qing frowned and spoke indignantly.

"Well, if Miss Gu has any doubts about my attitude towards work, I don't have anything to say." Feng Anyan picked up the mobile phone in front of him again and pressed the number.

Gu Qingyan snatched the mobile phone in Feng Anyan's hand, which caught Feng Anyan off guard, but she didn't give him a chance to speak, so she sneered: "Third Young Master, first of all, it's working time, so please take your work seriously and treat your work well, and besides, you are the president of this company, and everyone is relying on you to decide some important things." ”

"Again, you are in a fugue during working hours, and you only think about the love of your children," Gu Qing pointed to the photo of He Mulan on his phone, "Finally, a dignified president, who is still thinking about falling in love during working hours, do you respect which of your employees, and do you respect me in front of you." ”

"I can't tolerate a grain of sand in my eyes, is a person like you qualified to be a president, people trapped by love are doomed to be useless." Gu Qing said arrogantly.