Almost there… almost… “Xinluo!” Frowning and looking at her deliberately strong little face, Gao Yizhe was full of comforting words but couldn’t say a single word. Vaguely, he felt that Xinluo had an unseen boyfriend who was the main reason for her unhappiness. “General Manager, you still have to go on inspection this afternoon,” Xinluo turned back, her face already much better, she smiled and reminded, “If you don’t leave soon, you’ll be late.” “Xinluo!” Gao Yizhe wanted to say something more, but seeing her stubborn expression, he couldn’t say a word. “Time is running out,” Xinluo pointed to her wrist watch. “Mm.” Understanding that he might never be able to cross the high wall between management and subordinates, Gao Yizhe nodded and walked out of the rest room first.
“…I never thought I would be able to cooperate with Summer Group, this is truly an honor for me.” In the private dining room, the atmosphere was heated by alcohol, a typical social occasion where everyone was speaking meaningless pleasantries. “…” Xia Erxi held a wine glass, her beautiful black eyes looking thoughtfully somewhere, seemingly unaware of the flattery from the man beside her.
“Ms. Xia? Ms. Xia?” The short, fat man, seeing she wasn’t responding, couldn’t help but call out softly. Flattery is only useful if the other person hears it, otherwise it’s just wasted breath. “Hm?” Coming back to her senses, Xia Erxi glanced at him.
“Chairman, I respect you, thank you for giving our company this opportunity to serve you.” “Hmm.” The clear amber-yellow liquor slid down his throat, its spiciness causing Xia Er Xi to furrow his brow. “President,” Bai Chenghai, observant and attentive, moved closer to him, “are you in a bad mood?”
Casting a cold glance at him, Xia Er Xi’s handsome face became even more rigid and unpleasant. “What do you think?” “…It seems quite bad,” Bai Chenghai shrugged.
The press conference by Lan Zhenyun in the afternoon had seriously violated Xia Er Xi’s taboos. Moreover, after not seeing each other for a month, that Qi Xinluo had actually been completely indifferent, which further fueled his anger. He had a sudden strange feeling: those who should speak remain silent, while those who should keep quiet are unusually talkative.
