But what if Sikong Jingqiu insists on letting the driver send him?
Haiyue bit her lower lip.
Or? Let the driver take it over first, and sway it around the hospital before coming out?
But... what should I do if the driver of Sikong Jingqiu sent him to follow him throughout the whole process?
Thinking of this, Haiyue's eyebrows couldn't help but frown.
No! You must find a way to get Sikong Jingqiu to dismiss the driver to continue his idea!
Haiyue gritted her teeth and thought desperately, seeing if she could find a reasonable and powerful reason to dispel Sikong Jingqiu's idea of sending a driver to the hospital.
Sikong Jingqiu raised his eyes, still silent, looking at Haiyue with dark eyes as dark as stars, as if evaluating the credibility of what she said.
After a while, he finally nodded and agreed to Haiyue's request, "Well, then be careful on the way yourself."
Hai Yue breathed a sigh of relief, but she had no time to vomit in one breath, but she almost vomited blood and died because of Sikong Jingqiu's next sentence.
Sikong Jingqiu walked to the bedside table, picked up the phone number above and said, "I want to call Dongye to wait for you in the office."
“…”
Haiyue was speechless and really didn't know what she should say.
On this side, Hai Yue stood there straight, stiff like a statue. On that side, Sikong Jingqiu had already called and began to explain the situation to Xia Dongye.
I was just accidentally slapped. At worst, I can just come back next time. Is it necessary to be so serious and solemn? How persistent and stubborn is Sikong Jingqiu?
Haiyue looked at Sikong Jingqiu's calm face and explained the situation to Xia Dongye on the other end of the phone very seriously. In addition to the black line, it was also a black line.
It seems that whether she takes the driver's special car or takes the bus herself, she has to go to the hospital today.
Haiyue frowned and sighed in her heart: It was just that her cheeks were a little swollen. I really don’t know why Sikong Jingqiu made such a big deal…
While he was stunned, Sikong Jingqiu had finished speaking the phone. He put down the phone and turned around, facing Haiyue, "I have already explained it to Dongye. You go there directly. After reading it, go home and rest. In the afternoon
Don't have to come to work."
So you don't have to go to work?
The benefits of Bingfeng Group are too good, right?
Haiyue was stunned for a moment and intuition said, "Will anyone else tell me if I don't go to work like this?"
"I am the general manager of the company. I have the power to give a employee leave." Sikong Jingqiu spoke without any expression and stated the facts.
That's right.
Although Mrs. Sikong is the chairman of Bingfeng Group, she is already fully retired. Except for the annual meeting, she is in the United States at other times.
In other words, old lady Sikong is just a title, and Sikong Jingqiu is the highest decision-maker of Bingfeng Group.
The general manager said one, of course no one dared to say two unless he didn't want to do it anymore.
Haiyue no longer struggled with this issue, accepted the fact that she had to go to the hospital with her fate, and was mentally prepared to face all embarrassment.
"I got it. After I went to the doctor, I will go home directly."
The two finally reached an agreement on their opinions and walked out of the lounge together.
Haiyue walked to her desk and began to organize the documents scattered on it.
During this period, Sikong Jingqiu stood beside Haiyue, watching her pack up, and occasionally reached out to help pick up the paper that fell to the ground because of Lin Youyi's actions just now and handed it to Haiyue.