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322 Mrs. President

At around six o'clock in the evening, Mo Yurou had been downstairs for more than two hours.

Wu Ma came back from the nursing center at around four o'clock in the afternoon. It was said that Mr. Yu had mingled with a few old people there in the afternoon and had almost adapted to the environment there. Mo Yurou was deeply relieved after hearing this.

When the long hand of the clock on the wall pointed to six, Mo Yurou finally couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and dialed Xiao Zichen's number.

At this time, Xiao Zichen was holding a meeting with several people in charge of the Yucheng tourism project. Because there was a flaw in the project plan, these people were left to work overtime.

There were four or five people sitting in the spacious conference room, all of them with solemn expressions. No one dared to speak out, so Xiao Zichen, who was sitting in the middle, was questioning.

"I have repeatedly emphasized that the safety of all buildings must be accurate to the thousandth. If you look at the documents you brought up, there is actually a deviation of 0.1. If this is discovered during the construction, you know that this oversight may cause

What are the consequences?”

"And this drawing of the internal structure. Did I say it must be scaled to scale? Look at what this is all about. This is how a group of architectural elites who have won various awards treat their work. You guys are like this

If you send the drawings to the bidding site, it won’t be your personal shame.”

"Mingyu, please notify the modeling department immediately to stop all work and start work after the drawings and data here are completed."

Because of a mistake more than two years ago, he almost got involved with the entire Sino-Ocean Group, so this time Xiao Zichen decided to focus on this project personally. However, he was only absent from the company for a few days before problems arose.

In the construction industry, in fact, the document submitted by the project department had fully met the standards. However, Xiao Zichen did not want any surprises, so he put forward higher requirements from the beginning. It was just that these people took chances, but in the end they were still rejected.

Xiao Zichen dismissed it.

After Liu Mingyu heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, and then said something at the risk of being scolded.

"Mr. Xiao, the bidding meeting will be held the day after tomorrow. If we stop work now, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with the bidding the day after tomorrow."

"If we can't catch up, we will have to stop work. If the model is built according to this drawing, do you think you can win this project? Call me immediately, and you guys, please hurry up and change all these data."

As he said that, Xiao Zichen angrily threw the documents in his hands out. The thick stack of documents was scattered, and the conference table was full of scattered papers. Those people all took a breath of air, but no one dared to refute, because they were present

They are all veterans who have experienced the group crisis.

At this moment, a clear cell phone ringtone came from the conference room.

Everyone subconsciously touched their mobile phones, only Liu Mingyu looked at Xiao Zichen.

I saw Xiao Zichen taking out his mobile phone from his pocket unhurriedly. When he saw the caller ID on it, his expression changed 180 degrees. The conference room that was originally enveloped in a solemn atmosphere suddenly felt as warm as a spring breeze.

.

Xiao Zichen's cold and solemn face was tainted with a warm smile in the spring breeze. Then he saw Xiao Zichen turning his chair and turning his back to everyone. Then, a slightly doting and gentle and low voice came to mind in the conference room.

"Hey, Yurou, are you awake?"

When Mo Yurou on the other side of the phone heard this, she looked up at the clock on the wall with some confusion, then looked at the almost dark sky outside the window, and then asked in confusion.

"Xiao Zichen, do you know what time it is? You actually asked me if I woke up? When will you be back? It's almost time to finish dinner."

Mo Yurou's slightly angry voice came from the phone, but Xiao Zichen was not angry, and still had a warm face and a gentle smile.

Xiao Zichen looked at his watch and noticed that it was very late, but thinking that there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, he replied.

"I still have some work here. I may come back very late tonight. You don't have to wait for me. Go to bed early at night. Remember to go to the hospital for a physical examination tomorrow."

Hearing this, Mo Yurou was a little disappointed, but she also knew that Xiao Zichen was busier than her at work, so she said understandingly.

"Okay, then don't forget to finish your meal, take a rest, and don't work too late."

"Well, I'll go eat in a moment."

"Well, hang up. Goodbye."

After saying that, Mo Yurou hung up the phone.

Here, Xiao Zichen clearly heard the busy beep coming from his mobile phone, but he still looked at the phone with unfinished thoughts until he heard a light cough from the side.

Liu Mingyu didn't want to do this, but the expressions on the faces of everyone in the conference room were too rich at this time, and the atmosphere in the conference room became particularly weird. If he didn't remind him loudly, he was afraid that they, the president, would forget

Where is this?

Xiao Zichen came back to his senses when he heard a slight cough. Even if his back was turned to everyone, he could still guess everyone's expressions. However, Xiao Zichen always felt that as long as he didn't feel embarrassed, others would be the ones who were embarrassed.

Therefore, Xiao Zichen calmly put away his mobile phone, and the gentleness and doting on his face disappeared in an instant. When he turned around, only the seriousness and coldness at the beginning were left.

When Xiao Zichen's sharp eyes met those eyes full of surprise, those shocked people immediately put away their surprise, restrained their emotions and sat there quietly and awkwardly, without saying a word.

At this time, Xiao Zichen looked at the conference room where he had thrown paper all over the floor, frowned slightly, then put away the documents in front of him and stood up from the chair.

The moment he stood up, the people below were on pins and needles. They all looked at Xiao Zichen nervously, fearing that they would become the one being scolded again.

But what no one expected was that Xiao Zichen's attitude changed drastically at this time. Although his voice was not as gentle as before, it did sound somewhat cordial.

"Take a break for half an hour and start working after dinner. I want to get the latest corrected documents before nine o'clock in the evening."

After saying that, Xiao Zichen strode out of the conference room.

The moment the door of the conference room closed again, there was a heavy breathing sound in the conference room, and everyone slumped in their seats like deflated rubber balls.

When Liu Mingyu saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile softly, then packed up and prepared to get up and leave.

"Everyone, take the time to rest."

After saying that, Liu Mingyu was ready to leave.

At this time, the man closest to him stopped Liu Mingyu.

"Assistant Liu, so Mr. Xiao has really reconciled with Director Mo?"

Although the two companies issued a joint statement and posted their marriage certificate a few days ago, more people still think that the relationship between them is just a combination of interests and just playing around.

But the phone call just now probably completely shattered those rumors. They had never seen a couple who was having fun answering the phone so awkwardly.

The men present couldn't help but shudder when they heard Xiao Zichen's voice just now. The voice was too gentle and too numb.

What's more, when Xiao Zichen and Jiang Moyao were together, they never saw their CEO be so gentle. Even if they occasionally bumped into the two of them getting along in private, there was always a natural sweetness missing.

When Liu Mingyu heard this, he smiled lightly, then patted the man on the shoulder and said.

"Nonsense, our Mr. Xiao's attitude just now can still be fake. Okay, hurry up and go eat and rest. Don't think you can compare with Mr. Mo. The only one who can make Mr. Xiao unprincipled is Dr. Mo. You are still

Just do your job perfectly."

As soon as Liu Mingyu said this, everyone in the office nodded and said.

"Don't worry, we still have this bit of self-awareness, but it's really thanks to the phone call from our CEO's wife just now."

Liu Mingyu, a designer from the architectural design department who spoke, immediately gave him a look of approval, and even praised him without hesitation before leaving.

"This old horse has a future."

Everyone waited until Liu Mingyu walked out of the conference room before they realized what was going on. They all pointed at Lao Ma and joked.

"Old Ma, you are so treacherous."

Lao Ma raised his eyebrows and said something.

"Am I right? Under the company's statement, there are wedding photos of the president and the president's wife. It's not like you, who are all Mr. Mo and Mr. Mo. Why are you so clear-cut?"

After saying that, Lao Ma packed up his things and walked towards the door. Everyone looked at him with disdain and said something.

"admire."

Here, Xiao Zichen returned to his office after leaving the conference room. After a while, Liu Mingyu walked in with two snacks.

"Mr. Xiao, I was afraid that you would be impatient for your dinner, so I went to the canteen downstairs to get two portions."

Xiao Zichen nodded, knocked on the empty space on the table and said something.

"Just put it here."

As he spoke, Xiao Zichen kept his eyes fixed on the documents in his hand. When he said he would take a break, he was not giving it to himself, but to the group of employees who had been meeting with him for more than an hour. After he returned to the office, he worked non-stop.

Arrive at work.

Liu Mingyu put down the fast food and saw that Xiao Zichen had no intention of eating. After thinking about it, he moved Mo Yurou out and said.

"Mr. Xiao, did Director Mo just call you to remind you to have dinner?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Zichen immediately put down the documents in his hand, and then glared at Liu Mingyu.

"You are the only one who talks a lot."

Liu Mingyu scratched his head and replied.

"Mr. Xiao, aren't I afraid that Director Mo will call you again soon? You said you don't like lying, won't you be in trouble then?"

"Okay, go out and come in later to take out the lunch boxes."

After saying that, Xiao Zichen picked up the lunch box and Liu Mingyu also left the office.

In Haotianju, Mo Yurou was eating alone in the restaurant when she suddenly heard the sound of a car coming from the yard, and then heard footsteps. After a while, Zhao Keer's voice came from the door.

"Okay, you can go."

"Mr. Luo, what are you doing?"

Immediately, Wu Ma's somewhat surprised voice came. As soon as Mo Yurou heard the three words "Mr. Luo", a familiar face flashed in her mind, and she pushed her wheelchair out of the restaurant without even bothering to eat.

"Wu Ma, are there any guests at home?"

Mo Yurou had actually guessed who it was. She asked this on purpose, but Wu Ma heard it and immediately answered at the door.

"Miss, Mr. Luo is here."

At this time, Mo Yurou had arrived at the living room, and when she poked her head around, she saw Luo Mingxuan standing at the door, with Zhao Keer blocking him from entering.

Mo Yurou raised the corner of her mouth slightly, flashing a sly smile, and then said.

"Ke'er, what a coincidence that you are together. Mr. Luo, come in and have a cup of tea before you leave."

Just when Luo Mingxuan was about to agree, he heard what Zhao Keer said.

"No, he has other things to do."

As he said that, Zhao Keer had already started to push Luo Mingxuan into the yard, but Mo Yurou was feeling bored by herself, so someone finally came to her door. How could she miss it? No, she immediately spoke.

"Ke'er, Mr. Luo didn't even speak, how did you know something was wrong with him?"

Then, Mo Yurou looked at Luo Mingxuan with a passionate expression and asked with a half-smile.

"Mr. Luo, are you in a hurry to leave?"


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