Su Wanyu couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips into a faint smile.
Her husband's words made her feel that everything was worth it.
Song Jihuai looked at the little girl's relaxed expression, and his heart was completely relieved. He kissed her forehead and said cherishingly, "You are the most important."
Su Wanyu held her husband in her arms and whispered, "My husband is also important."
The next day.
Song Group.
Even though Cheng Xuan'er suffered another setback yesterday, she did not give up. Instead, she followed the old man's instructions and went to the Song Group.
Secretary Wu came to meet Cheng Xuaner.
Leading the group to the conference room, Cheng Xuan'er sat there for half an hour without seeing Song Jihuai. She immediately stood up in dissatisfaction and walked straight out of the conference room, "Where's Song Jihuai? I want to see him."
Secretary Wu came over immediately upon hearing the voice and said with a smile, "Ms. Cheng, President Song is busy right now, but President Song has said that I will be responsible for following up on your matter, so don't worry."
Cheng Xuan'er frowned, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
"But grandpa asked Song Jihuai to follow up personally." She wanted to advance the work, but the prerequisite was that Song Jihuai was personally responsible for the matter, instead of throwing her to a secretary.
Secretary Wu was not angry. He waited for Cheng Xuan'er to finish speaking before saying, "Miss Cheng, you can think about it. Once you have considered it, we can talk again."
implied meaning.
If you are not satisfied with him, there is nothing to talk about.
Cheng Xuaner's expression froze, "You..."
Secretary Wu's smile remained unchanged as he looked at Cheng Xuan'er with a smile, "In that case, I won't bother Miss Cheng anymore. Miss Cheng, you can call me anytime you've made up your mind."
After saying that, he left the meeting room.
See this.
The expression on Cheng Xuaner's face was extremely ugly.
Excessive.
It was obvious that grandpa asked Song Jihuai to handle the matter personally, but Song Jihuai actually pretended to obey and agreed in front of grandpa, but turned around and handed her over to the secretary.
It's really excessive.
"Isn't Song Jihuai afraid that I will tell Grandpa?"
Cheng Xuan'er was so angry that she even said something thoughtless.
Secretary Wu paused, turned to look at her, and smiled, "I can't stop Miss Cheng from doing anything she wants. It's all up to Miss Cheng."
I want to sue.
sure.
But Cheng Xuan'er needs to bear the thoughts that the old man might have after he knows about this, and consider whether the old man's attitude towards her will change.
Cheng Xuan'er really wasn't planning to tell the old man.
She just used this incident as a handle, hoping to achieve some goals through it, but obviously, she failed.
Song Jihuai doesn't care at all.
Secretary Wu left the meeting room, as if she would no longer pay attention to this matter unless she changed her words.
Another half hour passed.
Cheng Xuan'er had to compromise.
Secretary Wu followed up on this project smoothly.
Near noon, after seeing Cheng Xuan'er off, Secretary Wu went to the president's office immediately.
"Mr. Song, Miss Cheng has left."
"Yeah." Song Jihuai didn't even raise his head. He was happy that the person had left. He didn't care about the situation. Secretary Wu, on the other hand, thought about the plan he had just seen and added, "Mr. Song, Miss Cheng's plan is quite good."
"Just keep following up."
Song Jihuai glanced at him, but still didn't intend to pay too much attention to Cheng Xuan'er.
"good."
Secretary Wu had no choice but to agree.
Cheng Xuaner's planning went smoothly, and according to the news from the old house, the old man really took a fancy to Saturday's banquet and had been urging Butler Xia to make arrangements to ensure that every aspect was good.
This shows how much the old man values it.
Just the day before the banquet, Song Jihuai was called to the old house. Of course, he did not go alone, he also brought Su Wanyu with him.
Cheng Xuaner is here too.
When she saw the two of them, her eyes flickered, and she sat obediently beside the old man, looking at him with a bit of grievance in her eyes, as if she had been treated unfairly.
"Ji Huai."
Old Master Song glanced at Song Jihuai, and when he saw Su Wanyu was there, his eyes softened a little, "Wanyu is here too, come and sit down."
After they both sat down, Old Master Song looked at Song Jihuai and frowned slightly, "Did you hand over Xuan'er's matter to Secretary Wu?"
He was not dissatisfied, but he felt that this matter was very important and it would appear that he took it seriously only if Ji Huai personally looked after it.
Song Jihuai lowered his eyes slightly and nodded.
Mr. Song frowned.
Song Jihuai said calmly: "Grandpa, I've been busy recently. You know Secretary Wu's ability."
Of course Mr. Song knew.
Seeing Song Jihuai's calm face, he didn't know what to say. He just looked at Cheng Xuan'er, "Xuan'er, is the communication with Secretary Wu going smoothly?"
Cheng Xuan'er choked.
She had indeed not complained to the old man before, but when the old man asked her about it, she said innocently that Brother Ji Huai had been very busy recently.
The old man called someone to ask, but Song Jihuai only said such a simple sentence, and the old man's attitude changed again?
really.
After all, kisses are kisses.
Cheng Xuan'er thought so much in her heart, but she didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on her face. Instead, she raised a faint smile and said, "Well, Secretary Wu is very good."
Mr. Song breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, as long as the communication is smooth."
It seems that there are no other requirements besides this.
Cheng Xuaner's eyes flickered and she looked very unhappy.
"Grandpa is right."
After dinner.
Old Master Song simply asked Song Jihuai and Su Wanyu to stay. After all, tomorrow was an important day. Even if they left now, they would have to come back tomorrow.
Song Jihuai and Su Wanyu didn't say anything. They both listened to Mr. Song and stayed in the old house.
Cheng Xuan'er also lived in the old house at the same time.
Cheng Xuan'er's room was on the same floor as Song Jihuai and Song Minyuan, diagonally across from Song Jihuai's room. The three of them came up at the same time, and Cheng Xuan'er didn't bother herself anymore. She just watched the two of them enter the room before opening the door to her room.
Su Wanyu stretched and said, "Husband, I'm so tired."
She was already tired enough from work, and she had just been chatting with the old man. When she said she was tired, Song Jihuai immediately hugged her in his arms and said, "Be good, go to sleep."
Su Wanyu nodded.
She let Song Jihuai carry her to the bed, then carefully placed her on the bed and covered her with a quilt. She then closed her eyes.
Song Jihuai watched over the little girl until she fell asleep peacefully. After a while, he got up and left the room.
Just opened the door.
I saw a person standing outside the door, who seemed to be about to knock on the door. When he saw Song Jihuai, a bright smile appeared on his face.
"Song Jihuai, you still remember the secret code we used when we were little!"
This discovery made Cheng Xuaner feel very good.
Even if Song Jihuai denies it again, memory cannot lie.
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