Chapter 88 I like him too
"I like him too." He Mulan said his mind to Feng Tianxiang.
After saying this, she felt relaxed, and Feng Tianxiang on the other side nodded with satisfaction.
"If you like it, don't part with some small things." Feng Tian wanted to drink the rest of the coffee in one gulp, "I believe in you and An Yan, don't let me down." β
After speaking, he put away his glasses and newspaper: "I still have something to do, I have to go first, Mu Lan, I believe you know what to do." β
He Mulan nodded, Feng Tianxiang patted her on the shoulder and walked out of the cafΓ©.
He Mulan took a deep breath, the previous entanglements and suspicions were all gone, now that he recognized his heart, He Mulan didn't want to have a cold war with Feng Anyan like this anymore.
In this way, ignoring each other and not taking the initiative to make peace, the result is that they miss each other.
After figuring it out, He Mulan decided to take the initiative, and her mood was not as depressed as before. She walked out of the cafΓ© with a relaxed body, preparing to go home first, and then take the initiative to find Feng Anyan tomorrow and explain everything clearly.
On the other side, Feng Tian wanted to return to Feng's house, but he didn't see Feng Anyan.
Lin Yuru was reading the magazine, and when she saw him coming back, she asked with concern, "Have you gone to see Mu Lan?" β
"Yes." Feng Tian wanted to sit opposite Lin Yuru.
"How's she going?" Lin Yuru put down the magazine and asked nervously.
"Mu Lan also has feelings for An Yan, and then he can only rely on the two of them to reconcile by themselves." Feng Tianxiang picked up the purple clay pot and poured himself a cup of tea, smelling the refreshing fragrance of tea, and his mood calmed down.
"This is new tea, I just made it." Lin Yuru looked at Feng Tian expectantly and thought, "How is it?" β
"It's delicious." Feng Tianxiang smiled, "By the way, why didn't you see An Yan, where did he go?" β
"Anyan, you will go to the company after you go out today, saying that the company is busy." Lin Yuru said helplessly, "It seems that he still hasn't gone to find Mu Lan." β
"You don't have to worry too much, it's not good for us to interfere too much in their affairs." Feng Tian wanted to persuade.
Lin Yuru nodded: "Yes." β
"By the way, such a delicious tea, my father hasn't drunk it yet, I'll bring it to my father to taste." Feng Tian thought.
Lin Yuru smiled: "Go quickly." β
With a "snap", the project was slammed on the table by Feng Anyan.
Everyone at the conference table hurriedly lowered their heads, not knowing where to provoke Feng Anyan.
"Director Li, is this the spokesperson you chose?" Feng Anyan said coldly, pointing to the project.
Director Li stood up tremblingly: "President......"
"Answer the question." Feng Anyan stared at her, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Yes." Director Li lowered his head.
The others began to whisper, speculating about the reason for Feng Anyan's anger.
"How did you pick so many artists with so much negative* news?" Feng Anyan asked, his fingers crossed, "I'm just away for a while, General Manager Chen, how are you responsible?" β
Mr. Chen, who was named, hurriedly stood up: "President, are you dissatisfied with the spokesperson you have chosen?" β
"The spokesperson is re-elected, and the business plan is re-done." Feng Anyan said with a cold expression, and Mr. Chen nodded busily.
"The president is taking gunpowder, right?" The person sitting next to Director Li whispered.
"This is to find fault and train people, or shut up obediently, and you will be picked up and disciplined later."
"Personnel Department." Feng Anyan looked at the report impatiently, "Why is there no news from your newly recruited employees so far?" β
"President, you just asked us to send out the advertisement the day before yesterday...... the manager of the personnel department quickly stood up and laughed.
"I'll give you two more days, if you can't recruit anyone......" Feng Anyan looked at him and said slowly.
"Enough is enough, you can definitely recruit it!" The HR manager was sweating and hurriedly agreed.
Everyone at the meeting was sitting in danger, and everyone was in danger, for fear that the next person to be named would be themselves.
"I want to choose the spokesperson myself, you can arrange it." Feng Anyan frowned and said, "Notify the artists whose temperament and image match the product to come and audition." β
Director Li couldn't help but ask, "President, when do you want it?" β
"Tomorrow." Feng Anyan replied bluntly.
Director Li gasped: "This ...... It's too sudden, in case some artists can't spare the schedule to come over......"
When Feng Anyan heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Director Li, his eyes were cold and a little impatient, and Director Li quickly silenced.
"What do you think of our company for? Or do you think the influence of our brand is not worth the time for them to come? Feng Anyan asked Director Li.
Director Li lowered his head and didn't know how to answer.
"If they can't find a time slot, then they don't need to." Feng Anyan put down this sentence and lowered his head and opened the new document.
Director Li replied "yes" and sat down.
"Finance Department!" Feng Anyan seemed to have found a new problem and sharply named the finance department.
The person in charge of the finance department seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and stood up dejectedly.
Half an hour later, the meeting finally ended in a very strange atmosphere. The employees who came out seemed to have finally been liberated, and they liked the word "dismemberment" more today than at every other time.
"Director Li, it's been a hard work." Someone patted Director Li on the shoulder and said half-jokingly.
Director Li was so busy holding her mobile phone that she didn't have time to pay attention to him, Feng Anyan temporarily assigned her a task, and she was not prepared at all.
Fortunately, the influence of the group is here, and the artists notified by Director Li all said that they had time to come, and after the artists were done, she hurriedly went to the advertising department to notify them.
Several other departments were more or less named, and they were just as sad, and they were busy speculating about the reasons that made Feng Anyan so angry, and many versions came out.
What's because Gu Chengju is secretly making small moves again.
Because the spokesperson chosen is not Xu Hanxuan, who was raised by him.
But as employees, they don't know that Feng Anyan has a very important fiancΓ©e, who can control his emotions the most.
Feng Anyan returned to his office and sat in a chair, still expressionless.
He turned on his phone and swiped the text messages with He Mulan, and for nearly a whole day, he had no contact with He Mulan.
Feng Anyan was in a very bad mood, and it could even be said that he was a little tormented, and he couldn't help but want to send a message to He Mulan many times, but he felt that maybe He Mulan didn't value himself, and he didn't need to post it.
He Mulan's expression when he proposed to dissolve the marriage contract was still engraved in his mind, and whenever he closed his eyes, he would remember it, and his heart would ache with it.
Feng Anyan knew that he really liked He Mulan.
Just as Feng Anyan was thinking about He Mulan with his eyes closed, his mobile phone suddenly rang.