When I came out of the conference room, it was already afternoon.
The four people discussed inside for nearly six hours. Finally, in the silence of Ningguang, Ouyang's first seven-star meeting came to an end.
Why does Gan Yu run so fast?
When everything was over, Ouyang looked at Gan Yu who left with confusion. He still had some things he wanted to talk to her about, but after announcing that the meeting was over, Gan Yu stood up and left before he could say anything.
In the corridor, Shen He was pushing a wheelchair, and the two were preparing to return home.
The setting sun shines through the window and paints the corridor a golden color. Ouyang is sitting in a wheelchair, holding his head with his left hand, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Talking at high intensity for a long time made him feel rare fatigue, so he took this opportunity to take a rest.
In silence, all the way out of Yiyan Palace, Ouyang felt the wheelchair stop, and then Shen He's words came to his ears.
"Did this meeting turn out badly?"
There was no fighting at the meeting, so why was it so bad?
With some doubts in his heart, Ouyang closed his eyes and said casually: "What's wrong?"
"Gan Yu, and the two Qixings, everyone looked worried when they came out, and you have been silent after leaving the meeting room. Isn't this because the result of this meeting was not good?"
"No, they all agreed to my plan. Because it is a new idea, they just need to think about it. I am silent because I have been talking for a long time and now I don't want to talk anymore."
Hearing this, Shen He finally realized that Ouyang's voice was indeed hoarse. She leaned forward slightly, trying to poke her head to see if Ouyang was resting, and reached out to cover his forehead.
Leaning forward, his hanging hair flapped against Ouyang's cheeks in the breeze. He felt the cool touch on his forehead and looked up in confusion. What caught his eye was Shen He's fair face and eyes.
From a distance, the two looked like a couple in deep love.
The two looked at each other.
She was dressed in a sunset, blooming with charm wantonly.
Because he raised his head, the hands that were originally on his forehead now slid down to his cheeks, as if he wanted to hold his face and kiss him.
At this moment, the distance between the two of them was extremely close, so close that Ouyang could see his own reflection in each other's pupils.
Well...
The atmosphere was wrong, the emotions were not heightened, everything was sudden, and Ouyang didn't feel romantic, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and sat upright.
This incident was really unexpected, and Ouyang, who was sitting upright, asked awkwardly.
"What are you doing?"
"You said you were tired, so I wanted to see what was wrong with you."
Shen He, who didn't feel there was anything wrong with the two people's posture just now, continued to put his hand on Ouyang's forehead while talking.
"You said you were tired, I can press it for you."
Sister, don’t you care about the occasion?
Ouyang, who wanted to refuse, felt Shen He's hands massaging his head, and his words changed accordingly.
"Can we go home and do this again?"
"Huh? You're not feeling well and need help. Do you still need to choose a place?"
"There is no rush now, let's go back first."
Shaking his head slightly, he broke away from Shen He's hands, opened his eyes at the same time, and controlled the wheelchair to rush to the house.
One thing is that Shen He's hands were slightly cool, not cold, and it seemed quite refreshing to be massaged like this after such intense brain use.
On the platform of Qunyu Pavilion.
Ning Guang looked up at the clouds in the sky, trying hard to calm the waves in his heart.
She failed again. Not only that, she didn't feel dissatisfied with this failure.
It is truly a genius idea to start with education, cooperate with corresponding policies, and let the market proactively adjust the industrial structure!
It is much smarter than what she has done in person over the years and worked hard to support trade in other industries.
Sure enough, I am not as good as him...
On this deserted platform, the wind rolled up her hair and covered her red eyes, hiding the depressed mood in her eyes.
Yiyan Hall, Keqing Office.
"Hong Qian, please prepare yourself. We will leave for Lisha suburb the day after tomorrow."
Hong Qian raised her head and looked at Keqing. As a secretary, she did not refute her boss's arrangement, but she still asked curiously.
"Lord Keqing, what are we going to do in the suburbs of Lisha?"
"Recruiting workers, there happen to be a lot of miners gathering there, we can take this opportunity to recruit them all at once."
Um??
Isn’t the recruitment almost over?
Hong Qian looked at Ke Qing, who had already started working, with a question mark. Although it was her boss's decision, as a secretary, she felt it was necessary to remind her again, in case Ke Qing forgot.
"Sir Keqing, we have almost recruited the craftsmen to dig the canal. We have already reported to the General Affairs Department a few days ago."
"I know, but this time it's not just about digging canals, we also need to build roads, so these manpower is far from enough."
Looking at Ke Qing who didn't even raise her head, Hong Qian had a vague premonition in her heart.
She accompanied Xin and asked softly: "Building roads? Sir, what about the budget plan we made before..."
This time Ke Qing finally raised her head, she met Hong Qian's expectant eyes, and answered in a serious tone of course.
"Yes, the budget plan needs to be redone, but there is also good news. The budget for digging the canal does not need to be redone. Just count it together with the road construction."
It would be better to redo it all!
Hong Qian was stunned for a moment as if struck by lightning. She nodded and then silently went back to prepare the materials.
She could already foresee endless overtime hours coming to her.
At this moment, she remembered what her senior said when she came here.
Master Keqing is a person with a very serious attitude towards work. Please submit the procedures for being transferred out of here in advance, otherwise when you really want to leave one day, you will find that you have no time to deal with these things.
Sure enough, the senior's words were correct. She no longer had time to deal with the formalities...
On the Yujing stage.
At this time, there were not many pedestrians on Yujing Terrace, and most of them were people rushing home.
It is already afternoon, and many elderly people who are traveling with their children are preparing to go home and cook.
After a period of relaxation, although there is no conversation between the two, the embarrassment in Ouyang's heart has been eliminated.
I looked up at the front door of your house and saw a person standing at the door from a distance.
Dadalia?
Ouyang looked at the young master who was obviously dressed differently from others, and his good mood of going home and having Shen He massage disappeared.
Fools are common, and nothing good will happen to them at all.
What's more, he killed the doctor.
As the distance got closer, Dadalia also saw Ouyang sitting in a wheelchair.
He looked at it in surprise at first, and when he was close enough, he asked in a questioning tone: "Are you Ouyang?"
"right."
After receiving the affirmative reply, Dadaliya's face did not hide the disappointment at all.
"What a pity, you are actually a lame?"
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I don’t know how to write, but I just try to write...
