The capital city.
Nangong Yu sat in a swivel chair, expressionless, signed his name on a document, and then handed it to Ye Feng.
"Notify all department heads that there will be a meeting in ten minutes!"
"yes!"
After taking the document, Ye Feng glanced at Nangong Yu cautiously. Seeing that Nangong Yu's brows were slightly furrowed and his expression was displeased, Ye Feng decisively turned and left.
The CEO looks like he's in a bad mood right now, so he'd better leave quickly to avoid getting in the CEO's way and getting banished to Antarctica.
In the office, seeing that Ye Feng had already left, Nangong Yu leaned back in his chair, loosened his tie somewhat irritably, and reached for the cigarettes that were lying to the side. Just as he was about to light one, his phone, which was lying to the side, suddenly lit up.
He glanced at it indifferently, then silently put down his cigarette and picked up his phone.
[Song Yuli: Are you there?]
Looking at this message, Nangong Yu's eyes were deep and unfathomable.
He was certain that Song Yuli had seen the message Ye Feng sent her. She must know she was wrong and had misunderstood him, so she came to apologize to him.
Thinking of this, Nangong Yu's eyes flickered, and then he decisively put down his phone.
Ha, does he really think he'll forgive her just because she sends him a message?
There must be at least two!
So, Nangong Yu began to wait for the second message that Song Yuli would send him.
However, he waited for a long time, but the phone didn't light up again.
At first, Nangong Yu thought the phone was broken, but when he held it in his hand, he saw that the phone was clearly working, so Nangong Yu started to overthink it.
Could she have sent that message to the wrong person? Otherwise, why didn't she keep sending it?
Thinking of this, Nangong Yu's mood soured again, and he felt like a storm was brewing.
*
【exist. 】
After sending the probing message, Song Yuli waited for a long time but did not receive a reply from Nangong Yu, so she couldn't help but frown slightly.
Could it be that Nangong Yu is still resting?
Otherwise, why doesn't he reply to her messages?
Having found this place, Song Yuli sighed.
Sigh, never mind, she'll just send him another message later.
So, Song Yuli turned on the TV and started watching the most popular fantasy drama, ready to kill some time.
At first, Song Yuli was watching TV and checking her phone at the same time, hoping to see Nangong Yu's reply as soon as possible.
But later, she gradually became attracted to television, and her heart and eyes were completely focused on it.
Half an hour later, the TV series ended, and Song Yuli smacked his lips, seemingly still wanting more.
That was too fast; she hadn't had enough of watching it yet.
She glanced down at her phone and, seeing that Nangong Yu still hadn't replied, frowned slightly. Then she picked up her phone again and sent him another message.
*
The capital city.
Inside the executive meeting room of the Quanyu Group.
The men in ties, all over fifty years old, bowed their heads, remained motionless, and dared not even breathe loudly.
Nangong Yu sat in the main seat, his face gloomy, his deep eyes filled with a cold expression.
He glanced at the leaders expressionlessly, his thin lips pressed tightly together, his brows furrowed.
For a moment, the huge conference room was extremely quiet.
Sudden--
"Ding-dong—"
At that moment, my phone beeped with a message notification.
For a moment, everyone in the conference room held their breath, and they all silently mourned for the owner of the phone.
Their CEO hates it when people use their phones during meetings!
I remember when the president had just taken office, a leader who was not in a position to be under Nangong Yu's jurisdiction openly made phone calls and sent messages in the meeting room. In the end, the president ordered him to be thrown out.
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