Ever since he separated from Ji Ran that day, Jun Yucheng has been busying himself with new projects in the company, otherwise he would deliberately think of Ji Ran.
When he realized that he really fell in love with Ji Ran, he was a little panicked, a little hesitant, and more importantly, a little afraid of losing Ji Ran.
He doesn't go to Ji Ran, nor does he think about Ji Ran. In short, he doesn't think about anything related to Ji Ran.
He originally thought that in this way, he could return to normal, the arrogant young master of the Jun family, the arrogant Jun Yucheng.
He is still the undisputed god in this city, and he is still the business supremo who controls the economic lifeline of this city.
Unfortunately, he found that he was wrong.
The more he stopped thinking about her, the less he cared about her, the crazy longing in his heart was like thousands of invisible hands, scratching his heart.
If you want to catch it, you can't, and if you don't, it will make you feel uncomfortable!
"damn it!!"
In the conference room of Jun Group, a serious and important project meeting was being held at this time.
The supervisors of each department were reporting the progress of the project to him, and no one dared to skip a job or say even a single word wrong.
Just because, these days, the president's face is not very good-looking!
Although he was cold and inhumane before, now, this inhumanity is enveloped in a depressing atmosphere like a storm.
When Jun Yucheng's deep and angry voice interrupted him, the head of the planning department who was making a project report suddenly jumped up and almost dropped the document in his hand to the ground.
His eyes suddenly turned to Jun Yucheng, thinking that the report he made had offended the CEO, and he was even afraid that he would pack up and leave because of it.
Looking at Jun Yucheng's gloomy and gloomy face with trepidation, he did not dare to say anything. This depressing and overwhelming atmosphere was a disguised form of Lingchi for everyone present at the meeting.
Seeing Jun Yucheng holding the folder in his hand with a sullen face and saying nothing, no one dared to speak first and become cannon fodder for the CEO.
In the conference room, the extremely low pressure filled the entire conference room with a sense of oppression, until someone's sinister eyes lifted up from the document at this moment.
Just a pair of such eyes made everyone present shudder involuntarily and looked at their big boss in horror.
Seeing Jun Yucheng closing the information in his hand and standing up from the chief position, he walked out of the conference room with a sullen face without saying a word.
The door of the conference room was closed again, and everyone inside breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been amnesty.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, the president is just in a bad mood."
After the big boss left, Allen dared to speak out to appease everyone.
Coming out of Jun's Building, Jun Yucheng's face was gloomy all the way, as if a violent storm was about to happen at any time.
People passing by him involuntarily moved out of the way, fearing that they would be affected by his fire.
After driving out of Jun's Building, he drove aimlessly on the street at a scary speed.
While passing through one of the intersections, a police siren sounded behind me.
"The silver-white Lamborghini in front of you with license plate number WZ666 will pull over immediately. The silver-white Lamborghini will pull over immediately. Horse, pull over immediately..."