Chapter 175 I’m Not Picky About Food, I Just Want You
When Shen Xingli planned to perform sterilization surgery on Xiaobuding again, he also planned to take Sang Muye with him.
This bastard is in heat all the time, anywhere and at all times.
If he were a dog, his dog sons would probably be all over the city.
She stroked Sang Muye's head gently and soothed him softly, "Be good, honey. Go to the meeting first and come back in the evening, okay?"
Hearing this, Sang Muye smiled and kissed Shen Xingli on the lips: "You said this, don't regret it."
"Whoever goes back on his word is a puppy."
Shen Xingli promised with his eyes wide open, but he was complaining madly in his heart.
At worst, you can just learn to bark like a dog.
Who is afraid of whom?
Sang Muye finally let Shen Xingli go. He rubbed her head a few times with his big hands and said, "I asked someone to buy you some snacks. They'll be delivered to you later. Stay here until I finish the meeting."
Hearing that there were snacks to eat, Shen Xingli smiled and kissed Sang Muye on the face.
"I will be good and obedient and wait for you to come back."
Sang Muye looked at her smiling face and for the first time felt the urge to skip work.
If it weren't for the upcoming IPO preparation meeting, he really wanted to eat this small piece of rice cake right now.
He left the office reluctantly.
The assistant immediately followed and reported: "Boss Sang, Meng Yu asked someone to ask when we can meet him."
Sang Muye just remembered this and curled his lips coldly: "In the afternoon."
The assistant immediately responded, "Okay, I'll have someone tell him right away."
Just as he was about to pick up the phone, Sang Muye's cold voice came to his ears again.
"Waiting for someone will definitely make him impatient. Switch the heating to cooling to prevent him from getting irritated."
Hearing this, the assistant couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart.
When it comes to losses, no one can compare to his CEO.
Although it is March now, there was a sudden heavy snowfall in the past few days, causing the temperature in the capital to drop below zero degrees.
In such a cold day, if you sit in an air-conditioned room for a whole day, you will either freeze to death or get your skin peeled off.
The assistant immediately took the order: "I'll have someone do it right away."
Sang Muye walked into the meeting room with a wicked look on his lips.
Everything went smoothly in the meeting, and at the end, the legal manager raised a substantive question.
"Mr. Sang, after Xingye Technology goes public, Mrs. Sang will become the largest shareholder and the richest person in the country. But will this affect her chances of joining the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?"
Hearing this, Sang Muye frowned slightly.
He originally just wanted to hand over all his property to Shen Xingli and didn't think about this.
Now it seems that this is indeed a bit inappropriate.
Being the richest man in the country is bound to cause a lot of trouble, and this influence will not be beneficial to Shen Xingli's entry into the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
After thinking this through, he asked in a deep voice, "Is there any other way to let her own these properties?"
The legal manager immediately said, "You can sign an agreement with Mrs. Sang, stating that all of these assets will be under her control in the future, and you will still be the company's major shareholder. This will not affect Mrs. Sang's future, and she will still be able to own these assets."
Sang Muye said without hesitation: "Then draft an agreement immediately."
"Yes, I'll do it right away."
Until five o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Yu still hadn't been received by the president.
I was so cold that my nose was running.
He drank up all the hot water in the room.
Trembling, he ran to the front desk and asked, "Excuse me, when will your president see me?"
The receptionist said gently, "I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, our president and his wife left early due to some urgent matters. I'm afraid we don't have time to see you today. Let's make an appointment later."
Hearing this, Meng Yu's anger exploded.
The air conditioner in the reception room is broken, so just switch the hot air to cold air.
He was made to wait for a whole day in vain.
But he could only swallow his anger, because not everyone could cooperate with Xingye Technology.
This opportunity is also his only life-saving straw.
Meng Yu sneezed several times in a row, then said, "Okay, I'll make an appointment next time."
He walked out of the building trembling, just in time to see a black Cullinan passing by him.
The passenger window rolled down, revealing Shen Xingli's pure and pretty face.
"Mr. Meng, have you met the president of Xingye Technology?"
Meng Yu gritted his teeth and said, "He's busy. I'll definitely see him next time."
Shen Xingli curved her lips and said, "But I did see him. We even had lunch together. It seems that Mr. Meng's ability is not up to par."
After saying that, she waved at Meng Yu and raised the car window little by little.
Meng Yu was so angry that his teeth were about to break.
He clenched his fists and said, "Shen Xingli, I will let you know that I am a hundred times stronger than Sang Muye."
After saying that, he got into a Volkswagen sedan.
Shen Xingli looked at Meng Yu in the rearview mirror, raised her eyebrows and said, "If you call my husband a gigolo, I'll freeze you to death."
Sang Muye looked at her with some pride: "With my wife here, I will never be afraid of being bullied by others again."
He spoke seriously, as if he had really been bullied all the time in the past.
Shen Xingli didn't expose him, but instead brushed his head and said with a smile: "Follow me in the future, and I'll let you eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks."
Sang Muye politely shook his head: "No, I'm not picky about food, just let me eat you."
Shen Xingli: “…”
Will this bastard die if he doesn't make dirty jokes?
The two were driving towards the kindergarten when Sang Muye's cell phone suddenly rang.
Seeing that it was Sang Ma's number, Shen Xingli immediately answered the call for Sang Muye.
Sang Ma's concerned voice came from the other side: "Aye, is Li Li seriously ill?"
Sang Muye frowned in surprise and asked in a deep voice, "Who said she was sick?"
"Xiao Yu just came back and asked me to make chicken soup for Li Li. She said Li Li was sick and needed some nourishment. Is she okay?"
Hearing this, Shen Xingli's brain started working rapidly.
Sang Yu left immediately after hearing that Qi An had an accident yesterday.
And this morning, the voice she heard when she called Qi An was very similar to Sang Yu's.
Now let Sang Ma make chicken soup.
This series of actions is a bit strange.
Could it be that she and Qi An... ?
Thinking of this possibility, Shen Xingli became excited.
I immediately said to the phone: "Sister-in-law, I didn't eat well in the past few days and lost a little weight. Xiaoyu is a little worried about me. Thank you for the chicken soup."
Sang's mother smiled and said, "We are all family. What are you thanking me for? Just tell Xiaoyu what you want to eat and I will make it for you."
"Okay, I will."
After hanging up the phone, Sang Muye frowned and looked at her: "Who did you give Sang Yu's chicken soup to?"
Shen Xingli raised his eyebrows slightly: "Guess."
She immediately sent a WeChat message to Sang Yu.
[Sang Xiaoyu, you are pursuing Qi An, right?]
Sang Yu was serving soup with a spoon at Qi An's house. When she saw this WeChat message, her hands started shaking with fear.
Chicken soup spilled on me.
The bowl also fell to the ground and broke.
Hearing the noise, Qi An immediately ran out and asked with concern: "Where did you get burned?"
He strode over, stared at the water stain on Sang Yu's belly and said, "Lift up your clothes and let me see."
Sang Yu looked at him in surprise: "Where are you looking?"
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