Directly east of the low building of Ruibao Pavilion, a skyscraper towering into the sky is the headquarters of the Xi's Empire Group. Like Optimus Prime, it connects the sky and the earth, causing the surrounding buildings to feel a strong
Feeling of oppression.
Xi's Group, a solemn meeting room.
In the chief position, Xi Jiuchen looked like a king.
His handsome and charming face was expressionless today, and his eyes were focused on one place. He looked majestic, but was actually absent-minded.
"President Xi...President Xi?"
The Finance Minister called him twice because he had just finished publishing his proposal and wanted to get his approval.
Xi Jiuchen withdrew his sharp eyes and looked down at the stage with an unfathomable cold light.
"Repeat the question you just asked."
The Minister of Finance frowned, quickly cleared his mind, and said again. This time, Xi Jiuchen was no longer in a daze.
After the meeting was over and he returned to the office, Xi Jiuchen stood in front of the huge luxurious floor-to-ceiling windows and cast his gaze in the direction of the Ruibao Pavilion office building. He couldn't help but feel helpless because he was lost in thought about the woman in the meeting just now.
This is the first time since he took over the group.
He glanced at his watch, turned back to his landline, pressed the intercom and said to Chu Hao, "Get ready, follow me to Ruibao Pavilion for work."
"Okay, President Xi."
Half an hour before getting off work, Tang Zhixia had finished her work for the day and was preparing to pick up her son from school when the time came.
Just then, her landline rang, and she reached out to pick it up, "Hello!"
"Come to my office." A deep magnetic male voice came.
"Is something wrong, President Xi?" Tang Zhixia really didn't want to see him.
"Work matters." After Xi Jiuchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone first.
Tang Zhixia could only go out to the main office. She knocked on the door and went in. She saw the man in the position, wearing a white shirt, ascetic and charming, and his deep black eyes were shooting towards her.
"President Xi, what are your instructions?" Tang Zhixia walked up to him and asked.
Xi Jiuchen looked at her calmly, "Are you confident in your work in this jewelry exhibition? Are you sure of winning the prize?"
Tang Zhixia immediately raised her lips and smiled, "Of course I am confident."
"I have increased the bonus this time from the previous one hundred thousand to one million. If you win the prize, this is yours." Xi Jiuchen lazily leaned back in his chair, his whole body showing off his masculine charm, and his half-light eyes
The semi-ambiguous eyes are even more seductive.
Tang Zhixia couldn't help but secretly think that if this man didn't become a businessman but became a star, he could probably become a superstar. His appearance alone would be good enough.
Of course Tang Zhixia was confident that if she could get this million, she would be able to save a betrothal gift for her son, and she would not have to worry about marrying a daughter-in-law in the future.
"The time is coming, I have to get off work." Tang Zhixia said to him, hinting that she was leaving.
"I happen to get off work, so I'll send you to pick up Chenchen."
"No, thank you." Tang Zhixia refused.
Xi Jiuchen narrowed his eyes and looked at her deeply, "I promised my grandma that I would take care of you mother and son."
Tang Zhixia had a good impression of Mrs. Xi, but she had no interest in her grandson. She refused again and said, "We don't need your care."
Ten minutes later.
Tang Zhixia stopped a taxi downstairs. Suddenly, a black and domineering phantom slid in front of her. The window dropped, and the man said in a tone that could not be refused, "Get in the car."
