In the afternoon, Tang Yili dealt with some Fengtang matters and was busy all afternoon.
When it was almost time to get off work, Annie found the right time, squeezed out another wave of people who wanted to report, and sneaked into Tang Yili's office like a thief.
During the meeting in the morning, Annie was still frightened by Chen Kai's abuse, so she came up and said: "Mr. Tang, why don't you replace me? In terms of the general direction, I am really not sure that I can lead Yili Garment to profitability... Maybe, I will be suitable.
Be a designer..."
Tang Yili looked up from the document and said, "Chen Kai is not here to challenge you today. Don't be nervous. I think you can do it. You can do it."
"But... I don't think even Mr. Xun is optimistic about Yili Garment. When Chen Kai said he wanted to end Yili Garment, I secretly glanced at Mr. Xun, but he didn't react at all."
On this point, Tang Yili and Anni felt the same.
But she couldn't tell Annie directly that this was a competition between their husband and wife. If Xun Lang didn't use Yili Clothing's trump card, would she be able to "report" tonight?
However, she still had to comfort her subordinates.
"The product positioning of Yili Garment is indeed a bit different. You and the design team will come up with a few adjustment plans on this point. However, there is no need to rush it. I am here and Yili Garment is here. Who dares to cut it off? I
Just lay off whoever you want."
"Don't worry, just take the people and let them do it."
Such a domineering speech was naturally reassuring, and Anne retreated to work.
Tang Yili also began to mentally plan the report tonight.
You have to think of a serious plan, and you have to prepare an informal plan.
Thinking of this, she decided to leave work early.
Back at Rongjing Mansion, it was still early. Tang Yili took a shower and put on light makeup. She seemed to think it was too light. She picked a love-burning perfume, sprayed it in the air, and then lifted her whole body.
The legs took a step forward and turned in a circle.
Everything is ready, the sky is just dark, and the city's neon lights are full of extravagant colors.
The square lights of the Four Seasons Hotel are illuminated from bottom to top. From a distance, you can see a brightly lit building that is golden and exudes the aura of a rich man.
Xun Lang's suite in this hotel was reserved according to the year. When he first got married, he had to take various financial courses, so he stayed there temporarily. Later, he moved to Tang Yili's house, and it became a place for occasional fitness and meetings.
land.
Recently, because of the cold war with Tang Yili, Xun Lang stayed here again. The room, clothes and supplies were all left over from the last time he stayed.
Xun Lang got off work, returned to his room, changed into a pullover sweatshirt and baggy shorts, and went downstairs to swim.
The reason why he chose to stay here is because the hotel is equipped with a large swimming pool of standard size and advanced water filtration equipment. After dinner at the company, he can swim for a while when he comes back.
The weather in May was pleasant, but it was still quite cold for swimming at night. There was no one in the semi-outdoor swimming pool. Under the sparkling lights, Xun Lang took off his coat and jumped directly into the water.
Silky and smooth as it shuttles under the water, the light is refracted, and the large and well-proportioned muscles rise and fall with the movement.
Freestyle travels fastest;
Butterfly swimming consumes the most physical energy;
Alternating between the two swimming styles, Xun Lang swam more than a dozen times. His speed was certainly not comparable to when he was in service, but from the shore, the frequency of movements was already astonishing to ordinary people.
There are four bodyguards, two of whom guard the entrance to the swimming pool, and two more who need to jog to follow on the shore.
There is no moon tonight, the clouds are thick, and the breeze is picking up. From time to time, you can hear a small banquet being held on the lawn next door, the sound of whispered conversations, and the sound of cello music occasionally drifting over.
Xun Lang raised his arms and approached the shore. His chest rose and fell deeply. When his breathing calmed down, he asked, "What time is it?"
The bodyguard lowered his hands: "A quarter past nine."
It seems that time is almost up.
Xun Lang grabbed the iron ladder, climbed ashore, took the big bath towel handed by the bodyguard, and wiped his hair and face first. His body was wet. When the wind blew, most people would shiver with cold, but he seemed to be unable to feel the cold.
, hung the towel around his neck and picked up the phone.
There is an email notification and two spam text messages, but other than that, there is nothing else.
Tang Yili has not contacted him yet.
After confirming this, Xun Lang gently threw the phone back on the table, a little absent-mindedly, and wiped his body casually with a towel.
After wiping, he had no intention of leaving. He sat at the end of the recliner and was lost in thought.
The wind blew the water, causing ripples. The blue light reflected in the man's eyes made him see more depth. I don't know what Xun Lang was thinking, and I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, there was a noise at the entrance of the swimming pool, and Xun Lang turned around.
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Lin was also arguing with the bodyguard: "This is a public place, why can't I enter?"
"Besides, I know your boss. If you don't believe me, just ask him!"
Xun Lang didn't move, keeping his elbows on his knees and looking back with his head down, looking completely indifferent.
If Lin Ye hadn't started shouting "Xun Lang, Xun Lang", he actually wouldn't have wanted to start the plot of an encounter between close friends.
"Look! Your boss is watching! I just said we know each other!"
The bodyguard at the door was a little embarrassed. He looked at his boss. Xun Lang nodded slightly and asked someone to let Lin in.
Lin Ye walked over with a long skirt and a smile.
"I was attending a dinner party next door. I heard the sound of water here and saw that I looked like you. I didn't expect it to be true."
Xun Lang stood up without saying anything, picked up the bathrobe on the stool and put it on, and quickly tied the belt around his waist.
This is the posture of preparing to leave.
Lin also thought that Xun Lang was angry about the photo, and his attitude was very soft. He said gently: "I know it's my fault. People of your rank don't like having their privacy peeked into. I know that, so I took the photo very quickly."
I just withdrew it, Xun Lang, please don’t be angry with me, okay?”
Xun Lang frowned and looked at Lin Ye, his face looked like his when he was a child, but now he is wearing heavy makeup and jewels and has lived the life of a master, so why is he still so dissatisfied?
"Since you know that I don't like people peeking into my privacy, don't get involved in my life anymore. It's enough for everyone to meet and say hello. There is no need to be friends."
Lin Ye felt a chill in his heart. He didn't expect Xun Lang to be so heartless, regardless of his childhood friendship, and even refused to be a friend.
She blurted out her aggrieved words.
"Did that Tang Yili tell you to ignore me?"
Xun Lang looked indifferent, and before leaving, he said: "She is my wife, not that Tang Yili."
He took his mobile phone and room card in his hand, turned around and left.
With the bodyguard behind him, Lin had no chance to entangle or follow him, but the black and gold room card flashed past under the dim light. The room number on it was a string of numbers that were easy to remember.
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