Nie Zheng did not expect that he originally wanted to give Feng Xiaoxiao some time to calm down, but when he contacted Feng Xiaoxiao the next day, he was no longer in Ancheng.
I got the news from Fu Jie that the crew of "The Rising Sun" was invited to go out to perform.
It was early in the morning and the air pressure in the conference room was very low.
Even the cleaning staff felt it - Mr. Nie was in a bad mood!
No, it is very, special and extremely bad!
"What is this? How did this kind of letter of intent get discussed at the conference? Redo it!"
"yes……"
"What is this? It's not clear. You want me to listen? Is it a test for me? Change it!"
"yes……"
Everyone was extremely resentful and looked at Liao Qingming eagerly for help.
Liao Qingming shrugged helplessly, there was really nothing he could do about it.
Finally ended the meeting and returned to the president's office.
The secretary had just brought the coffee. Nie Zheng threw away his coat and just picked it up and took a sip.
Pfft... Nie Zheng shouted, "Why is it so hot!"
"Ah, yes, Mr. Nie, I'm going to soak it again!"
As soon as Nie Zheng threw the cup away, his entire state of agitation was like a powder keg that was about to explode at any moment.
The little secretary is very innocent. Although Mr. Nie has always been serious, he is not so difficult to serve.
"Mr. Nie..."
Liao Qingming walked over in a cold sweat.
"Tell me, what on earth is she doing?"
Nie Zheng was irritated. Xiaoxiao was going to perform, so how could she be busier than him? She didn't answer the phone and didn't reply to messages. Did she go to be the president? She was busy with everything.
"hehe."
Liao Qingming smiled awkwardly, he couldn't answer this.
"What are you laughing at?"
Nie Zheng glanced at him, and Liao Qingming immediately took two steps back to save his life.
"Maybe, Miss Feng is busy practicing..."
"Too busy to answer my call?" Nie Zheng glanced at him.
Liao Qingming laughed dryly, "Haha."
The little secretary brought the coffee, looked up at Liao Qingming, and said cautiously.
"Mr. Nie, Mr. Liao, and Minister Yan are waiting outside."
Liao Qingming glanced at Nie Zheng and saw that he didn't look more anxious, so he hurriedly said, "Let Minister Yan come in."
"yes."
The little secretary put down her coffee and went out immediately.
After waiting for a while, Minister Yan came in holding the folder.
If possible, he really didn't want to come in. Everyone knew that the president was in a bad mood these past two days! He almost came to scold me.
However, Minister Yan has no choice because the part he is responsible for needs to be solved immediately.
"Mr. Nie, take a look...who should we send to this project?"
Nie Zheng took a quick look and already had a suitable candidate in mind.
His thin lips were slightly opened and he was about to speak.
But suddenly, he changed his mind.
"I will go there personally for this project."
"Ah?" Minister Yan was stunned, too surprised to speak.
It took a long time to say it.
"This, this...isn't this appropriate?"
"Huh?" Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Do you think I'm not capable enough?"
"No no no..."
Minister Yan's face was pale and his head was shaking like a wavy drum. How dare he? He was about to cry! So, Mr. Nie is really scary!
"That's it." Nie Zheng glanced at Liao Qingming, "Let's go and do it."
"Yes, Mr. Nie."
Liao Qingming agreed and carried out the frightened Minister Yan.
"Mr. Liao, will Mr. Nie hate me?"
Liao Qingming laughed and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Nie is in a good mood now."
why?
Because, I’m going to F City soon!
Poor Minister Yan, why did he think Mr. Nie would go there in person? Of course it's because this project is in City F.
F city is not too far from Anseong and can be reached in a few hours by plane.
But F City is already outside the country, another country in Southeast Asia. Because there are many Chinese living here, the crew of "The Rising Sun" was invited to perform this time.
Unlike Nie Zheng's anxiety, Feng Xiaoxiao had just arrived here and had a lot to do.
She saw Nie Zheng's messages and missed calls, but ignored them.
On this day, Feng Xiaoxiao went to the supermarket to buy some things. After entering the supermarket, Feng Xiaoxiao carefully selected.
But suddenly, there was a commotion, and no one knew what happened.
Feng Xiaoxiao looked up and saw a group of people pouring in. They didn't know what they were looking for. They seemed to be looking for someone?
Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head, it was none of her business anyway.
But suddenly, a person bumped into me.
"Well--"
Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked. Before he could make any reaction, the man rushed towards him.
"Hello!"
Feng Xiaoxiao subconsciously raised his hand and just caught the person.
This person is really not polite at all, and all his strength hangs on her body. He is too tall! A rough estimate, he should be about the same as Nie Zheng.
Then a big man came over and Feng Xiaoxiao stumbled, almost losing his balance.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Stop making noise!" This familiar voice.
"Xiaoxiao!" The man smiled, and Feng Xiaoxiao saw his face clearly.
It turned out to be Shang Junci!
"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, "How come I can meet you here?"
Shang Junci raised his eyebrows, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. "Haha."
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at him, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen to you?"
When I looked up, I saw someone chasing me - the posture was just like a chase in a movie.
Feng Xiaoxiao became nervous. "Here they come! They are coming!"
"Um."
Shang Junci leaned over and pulled Feng Xiaoxiao into his arms, just like a young couple in love being intimate with no one else around.
But will this solve the problem?
Feng Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and said, "Follow me!"
"Hmm." Shang Junci raised his eyebrows, without asking any questions, and followed Feng Xiaoxiao through the supermarket, and finally went out through the back door.
At the back door is a narrow alley, which is the passage used by the supermarket to transport goods. Various shelves and shipping boxes are arranged in a messy manner, and there is a musty smell in the air.
"Walk!"
Feng Xiaoxiao took Shang Junci and hid in a corner made of boxes.
Various noises filled their ears, covering them up.
In this narrow space, they faced each other closely.
Shang Junci was tall, but he seemed unable to stand, and his chin was just touching the top of Feng Xiaoxiao's head.
"Hello!"
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and drank in a low voice.
"Can you stand on your own?"
Shang Junci smiled and said, "No."
Um?
Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised and blinked helplessly. "I said you...well..."
"Shh."
Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to speak, but his mouth was covered by Shang Junci. Shang Junci frowned and shook his head.
Someone was talking outside, shouting very loudly, and looking angry and angry.
"Is there one over there?"
"No……"
"Strange, where did you run away?"
It's the people chasing him! Feng Xiaoxiao held his breath and his palms became sweaty.
The commotion outside gradually calmed down.
Shang Junci released his hand covering Feng Xiaoxiao, and Feng Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice.
"gone?"
Shang Junci did not answer, but smiled.
"I was really afraid that you would shout out just now. If you did, I would be dead."