A'gen led Liu Yichen toward their office tent. Inside the large tent, all the experts were present, as was his uncle.
"Today is the last day. Once you've finished your work, you can all go home," the uncle's deep voice echoed inside the tent.
"Go and guide the villagers later, and do your best to improve the work."
"Yes, Mr. President."
A'gen, unaware that the people inside were having a meeting, rashly led Liu Yichen inside.
A loud voice shouted, "Dr. Liu, your grandson is here to see you!"
The people in the meeting inside turned to look at him. A very handsome man walked in, about 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and deep eyes.
Old Liu was the first to react, quickly standing up: "Yichen, what brings you here?" Old Liu was actually very pleased; this grandson of his was quite capable, finding him right away.
"Grandpa, you haven't been back for a long time, and everyone misses you, so they sent me to come and see you." Liu Yichen said this lie with a straight face.
Liu Yichen walked over and greeted the president. The president nodded to him. He hadn't expected that Liu's grandson would be so handsome, like a celebrity.
Old Liu stood up and introduced his grandson to everyone, then introduced the other experts to his grandson one by one. When it was Xiao Qianqian's turn, Old Liu revealed a sly smile.
"This is Xiao Yatou, a detoxification expert, very capable. Your grandfather wanted to take her as his apprentice, but unfortunately she is already taken."
Xiao Qianqian looked at the man who walked up to her and felt that he looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
Liu Yichen could tell from her expression that she didn't remember who he was. It didn't matter; he would make her remember. He also wanted her to know that she was the girl he had kept in his heart for many years.
Liu Yichen smiled slightly and extended his hand to Xiao Qianqian, "Miss Xiao, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Xiao Qianqian looked at him with some confusion, but still politely replied, "Hello."
Liu Yichen leaned closer to her and whispered, "It seems Miss Xiao has forgotten about me." After saying that, he straightened up and smiled at everyone, saying, "Everyone, please go ahead with your work. I'll chat with Grandpa for a while."
Old Liu chuckled and led Liu Yichen out of the tent. Xiao Qianqian watched their retreating figures, feeling increasingly strange, but she didn't dwell on it and continued with her work.
Unbeknownst to them, when the president saw Liu Yichen whispering to Xiao Qianqian, he mischievously pressed the shutter.
Then, with a light tap of her finger, she found Ye Bosen's WeChat account and sent him a message: "Your wife is being targeted."
The man in the conference room was frowning, his face dark and gloomy. The executives below him didn't dare to breathe. The president's mood had been unpredictable lately; he was all smiles a few days ago, but today he was all grim again.
"You've only just discovered and reported that 10% of your company's clients have been poached. How have you been working all this time?"
The business manager who was called out had no choice but to stand up tremblingly.
"President,......."
The melodious WeChat ringtone rang dramatically at this moment. Ye Bosen turned his head and glanced at it. It was a WeChat message from his uncle. He picked up the phone with his large, well-defined hands, opened it casually, and saw a handsome face in his eyes, whispering something in his wife's ear.
The next sentence is: Your wife is being targeted by someone.
When Ye Bosen saw the message, his eyes turned cold. He gripped his phone tightly until his knuckles turned white.
He looked up, scanned the people in the conference room, and said coldly, "That's all for today's meeting. If the sales department doesn't win back the lost clients this month, your job as manager is over." With that, he strode out of the conference room.
Upon hearing this, the business manager turned deathly pale. How could he be so unlucky? Who sent that message? They must have a grudge against him.
Back in his office, Ye Bosen immediately dialed his uncle's number.
"Hey, Boson, what can I do for you, Uncle?" came the voice of the eldest uncle.
"Uncle, who is the person in the photo?" Ye Bosen asked directly.
"Oh, him? He's Liu Yichen, the young master of the Liu family, a man who's on par with you. He just returned from abroad recently and seems to be a bit interested in your wife. But don't worry, your uncle will keep an eye on things for you," the eldest uncle explained.
"Thank you, Uncle. I'll handle this." Ye Bosen hung up the phone, leaned back in his chair, and after a moment of contemplation, he turned on his computer and began investigating Liu Yichen's information.
Ye Bosen looked at Liu Yichen's file, secretly calculating in his mind. Liu Yichen, the head of Jia Hua Group, had previously focused his business overseas, only recently returning to China. His strength should not be underestimated. It seems I'll have to be careful, Ye Bosen thought.
Just then, the secretary knocked and entered, handing over a document. Ye Bosen took the document; it was a progress report on the company's recent projects. He carefully read through it, his brow furrowing slightly. The recent projects always seemed to encounter various problems, and he had no idea where the issues lay.
"Notify all department heads that an emergency meeting will be held this afternoon," Ye Bosen said in a deep voice.
Also, notify Zhang Qi to come in.
"good."
A moment later, Zhang Qi walked in: "Boss, you wanted to see me?"
"Arrange a private jet; I'm going to pick up my wife tonight."
"Also, please book a romantic restaurant for me. I'd like to take my wife there after I pick her up."
"Okay." Zhang Qi was very happy to hear that his wife was coming back. The president had been gloomy these past few days, and he hoped that with his wife's return, their president could become the gentle president he used to be. He didn't want to see that cold face every day.
In a secluded spot in the village, Old Liu was having a heart-to-heart talk with his grandson.
"You rascal, you came pretty fast! What, has the iron tree finally blossomed?" Old Liu chuckled as he looked at his grandson. "Grandpa, please don't tease me," Liu Yichen said, lowering his head with a rare blush.
Old Liu chuckled and patted his shoulder. "Alright, Grandpa's joking around. Tell me, what's on your mind? You didn't like any of the girls I introduced you to before, but this girl caught your eye right away?"
Liu Yichen took a deep breath, raised his head and said, "Grandpa, is this one different?"
Old Liu was surprised when he heard this: "How is it different? She's more beautiful and has more poise."
"Grandpa, am I really such a shallow person?"
"No, that's not it. Then tell me, how is she different?" Old Liu was very curious. Could a single photo really reveal her uniqueness?
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