The sounds of fighting continued to come from the basement.
Ji Yuting and Shengge fought for no less than fifty or sixty rounds.
After more than an hour, both of them were almost exhausted, and Shengge was finally tired enough to fall asleep.
Ji Yuting was covered in sweat and lay flat on the ground, his chest rising and falling.
He glanced at Shengge, who was lying next to him, sleeping with his hand in his hand, and complained angrily: "This amount of exercise is simply more tiring than the previous day and night. My wife is really annoying in all aspects."
After resting for a few minutes, he picked up Shengge, walked out of the basement, and returned to the bathroom to take a shower.
Then I followed the old schedule of the past few days step by step.
This is already the best way at present, and Ji Yuting feels happy inside.
For two days in a row, they continued in this manner.
It has almost become a regular routine.
Now that he knew that Shengge was likely to have mania only at night, and that moving into the basement could perfectly solve this problem, Ji Yuting and Shengge went to Mr. Ji's villa together.
Bring Enen and Niannian back to Yusheng Xiaozhu.
Except for getting sick at night, their lives seem to be back on track.
In the afternoon, Shengge went to work at Lu Group as usual.
Before the office chair had even warmed up, I heard a burst of noise at the door of the CEO's office.
She ignored it, turned on the computer, and prepared to get into work.
But the people outside the door seemed not to give her a chance to avoid meeting her.
"Miss Anne, you can't go in! Hey you..."
Just when Shengge grasped the mouse, the office door was forcefully pushed open by Windsor Anne.
Seeing the angry Anne of Windsor, Shengge laughed and taunted, "Miss Anne is a graduate of Hua Guochong University and the business director of AN Group. She is so uneducated? I don't know that it is very impolite to break in without permission."
Behavior?”
Anne of Windsor walked to the chair opposite the Shengge table and sat down on her high heels.
"Mr. Xiaolu, you are obviously in the company and you happen to be free, but you have your assistant shirk your duties over and over again and refuse to see me. Do you feel guilty?"
Shengge laughed, put her chin with one hand, and looked at her lazily, "What do I have to feel guilty about? You are just a business director, but I am the CEO of Lu Group. I am busy with official duties every day.
You have several times more, so you are naturally busy if I don't see you. Besides, I feel guilty, so I'm afraid it won't be my turn."
At the end of the sentence, Shengge stared at her as if there was something in her words.
Anne of Windsor seemed unable to understand her sarcasm.
"Of course Mr. Xiaolu is the one who should feel guilty. He has sent people to intercept my business several times in the past. Does Mr. Xiaolu think this is appropriate?"
Shengge smiled with crooked eyebrows and was extremely kind, "What's inappropriate? This is Miss Anne's first day in the business world? It's normal for you to compete with me for cooperation. How can you be in a big position if you can't hold your breath?"
Anne of Windsor was speechless for a moment.
Shengge continued to say: "What's more, when I cooperated with the Deauville Group on the project, Miss Anne wanted to help the AN Group take over it, but I did what you couldn't do, so why don't you give in?"
Anne Windsor stared at her seriously, "I at least asked Mr. Xiaolu in person. How could Mr. Xiaolu be playing tricks on me and intercepting the cooperation a few hours before I signed the contract?"
The smile on the corner of Shengge's mouth became more wanton, "Just stealing cooperation is considered a conspiracy? What about causing a car accident, arranging forty black market killers to surround and attack, and secretly sniping and shooting with black guns?"