Chapter 65: Credit Stolen
Jian Mo covered her chest and coughed violently. She shuddered when she heard the words, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear.
Huo Qichen made a phone call: "Check the cash flow on Zhou Liangqi's account and his recent dinner parties, down to every single person."
It seems that he has to acquire Wanjing.
The Rolls-Royce stopped at Mingyuan. Jian Mo got out of the car with difficulty and took two steps. Then she heard the sound of a car from behind. Huo Qichen had left. He still would not stay overnight in Mingyuan today.
When Ju Ma heard the sound of the car, she ran out quickly and said, "Hey, Madam, why did you drink so much?"
Jian Mo waved her hands and said self-deprecatingly, "To make amends to him, drinking only two cups is not enough."
Ju Ma didn't know what was going on, so she helped her into the villa and went to make some hangover tea.
"Mom Ju, I made a mistake today." Jian Mo lay on the sofa and found that it was stained with the scent of Huo Qichen, a little bit of tobacco, but it smelled very clean. "He didn't spoil me. Actually, I expected it, but..."
But what is it? Jian Mo talked for a long time but couldn't explain it clearly.
Ju Ma brought some hangover tea and fed it to Jian Mo's mouth spoonful by spoonful. "Mr. Huo and you are husband and wife. I'm sure he won't really blame you. There's no such thing as an overnight grudge between husband and wife."
"Husband and wife?" Jian Mo sneered, "Mom Ju, you see it every day, you should know that we are not a real husband and wife."
Mother Ju choked and said, "I don't understand the affairs of wealthy families, but I think Mr. Huo is not completely heartless towards you."
Really? Unfortunately, that little bit of affection wasn't for her, but for the girl who looked like her.
It was a hard night to sleep.
Jian Mo woke up the next day with a splitting headache. After a while, she felt that the headache was not real. She closed her eyes and the scene of yesterday came into her mind. She suddenly felt cold all over. She got angry with Huo Qichen!
Not only did she lose her temper, she also disobeyed his wishes.
"..." Jian Mo buried her face in the quilt, wishing she could disappear right there. She was determined not to drink anymore, as it was too easy to become irrational!
Huo family.
"Why is your face so swollen today?" Xiao Chen asked curiously when he saw Jian Mo looking depressed.
Jian Mo waved her hands and lay motionless at her workstation. "I drank too much yesterday, so I plan to fish all day today. Don't tell me anything brain-burning."
"Jingfeng transferred the money. It just arrived in the account. The boss is very happy."
Jian Mo jumped up and raised her lips in surprise, "Really?"
"Really, there happens to be a regular meeting today, and the boss asked Song Ke to take you to the meeting." Xiao Chen told her quietly, and was happy for her.
"If the higher-ups are happy, will my bonus also be doubled?"
"Money-obsessed, but it's not impossible."
Jian Mo suddenly regained her strength and sorted out the information from the past few days. Sure enough, not long after, Song Ke walked out of the office with a dark face, "Come with me."
There is a large conference room on the 32nd floor of the Huo family, where the heads of various departments gather every Wednesday to summarize their work.
Jian Mo followed behind Song Ke and was a little surprised to see the elites filing in one after another. It was indeed a grand scene.
Song Ke glared at her and said, "Put away your naive attitude and stop embarrassing the design department."
Jian Mo stuck out her tongue and made faces behind her.
Everyone was seated. One minute before the meeting started, a cool figure walked in from outside the meeting room. Today he was wearing a black suit, still with a white shirt underneath, and the arc of his head tilted up was perfect.
Jian Mo heard faint moans from below, and Lian Songke also looked embarrassed and lowered his head.
She also lowered her head because she had no idea that Huo Qi Chen would attend this weekly meeting!
Jian Mo quietly raised the folder and tried to cover her face. If she had known this, she would not have come!
She was so willful last night that Huo Qichen probably wanted to kill her!
Mu Yi took care of everything and whispered to the man at the main seat, "Boss Huo, everyone is here."
Huo Qichen tapped the pen beside him and said uninhibitedly, "Let's get started."
What followed was that each department reported on their work for the week in an orderly manner. Their speeches were clear and concise, and they would occasionally introduce outstanding newcomers in their department. Huo Qichen listened, making judgments and plans for the future from time to time. His voice was clear and his every move showed maturity.
In the huge conference room, fifty minutes had already passed when it was Song Ke's turn. She seemed very nervous, her fingers paused on the computer, and her language organization was not very good. "Mr. Huo, our design department's achievements this week, uh, results, are as follows..."
After a stumbling conversation, the heads of other departments smiled. Mr. Li, the HR manager, jokingly said, "Director Song seems a little nervous as a new employee. There's no need to be nervous. Be more generous."
Huo Qichen twirled a pen with one hand, his eyes falling on the woman who was covering her face with a folder.
Song Ke nodded awkwardly and almost cried when facing Huo Qichen's scrutinizing gaze.
Jian Mo has given up. With her ability to express herself, it is impossible for her to double her bonus.
At this moment, Erics, the head of the venture capital team, suddenly spoke up: "The design department is quite capable. I heard that they recently completed a project with Jingfeng. We have been tracking and researching that company for a long time, and they have great development prospects. If there is an opportunity to invest, it would be a dream collaboration between our two companies."
His cheerful words immediately eased Song Ke's awkward situation.
She expressed her gratitude and said, "Yes, I did the preliminary research for Jingfeng. It does have great development prospects."
Jian Mo looked up in disbelief but said nothing.
Apart from hitting a few walls and knowing that the IP copyright was in Chen Zhuofeng's hands, what else did she do?
Erics was interested. "Oh? Director Song, you have good insight. I heard this project is very difficult. You are very capable to have completed it in such a short time."
Song Ke's smile widened. "Working for the company is my duty. No matter how difficult it is, I have to give it a try. Fortunately, the results are good now. If the venture capital needs information later, we can help."
Erics nodded frequently and led everyone in applause.
Song Ke looked confidently towards the main seat like a peacock spreading its feathers, hoping to get the man's approval. However, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were deep, as if there was a knife hidden in them.
For some reason, she was a little scared.
Jian Mo buried her head even lower, and the hope in her heart burned to ashes. Now that things had come to this, she simply couldn't jump out and tell everyone that she had made this project herself.
Song Ke grabbed all the credit and stole the limelight. She felt angry, dissatisfied, and aggrieved, but she couldn't say a word.
The voices in my ears became farther and farther away. I didn't know how long it had passed before the meeting finally ended.
Everyone filed out. Jian Mo sat there for a long time. Song Ke was in no hurry to leave. She said provocatively, "Your contribution is the contribution of the design department. I just said it for you. The bonus is still yours. There's no need to be lopsided."
After saying that, she quickly left with the computer in her arms.
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