Chapter 117

Fujinyuan Lingjia villa,

The silver gray sports car stopped in the yard. It was obviously just stopped soon, pressing out a muddy fresh rut mark after the rain in the yard.

in the house,

A pair of big hands with distinct bones opened the drawer in the porch, received a bunch of keys in the coat pocket, and then walked towards the second floor with steps.

Then the door of a second bedroom in Chaoyang on the second floor opened, and the tall figure stopped at the door for a while, directly pulled the door and locked it.

With a "snap", it seems to close a long memory.

After walking around, his hands were gray. He washed his face in the bathroom on the second floor, looked at himself in the mirror, looked back at the toilet behind him, and suddenly remembered the day when ye Huanyan first spent the night in the house after entering the house.

Although the house is large, there is no bathroom in his room with ye Huanyan. The bathroom is in the middle of the two second bedrooms in the corner. It is the nearest bathroom shared by the two rooms. It rained that day. After talking about the company with Ling Dongming here, Jiang Meilan left him here.

At that time, ye Huanyan had to go to cram school because of the final exam. When she came back late, she went upstairs to unload her schoolbag and opened the bathroom door with her eyes facing each other.

Ling Han sat on the toilet with a stiff face.

Ordinary girls either run away, or cover their faces and scream. Only ye Huanyan, who is an unusual person, went into the bathroom grandly and took the facial cleanser on the shelf. Her tone is very stiff,

"I... I'll take something, you continue."

At the moment of closing the door, Ling Han was dumbfounded.

In order to cover up her inner embarrassment, she can even harden her scalp and pretend to be calm to this extent. As Ling Dongming usually mentioned, she is a talent and will be promising in the future.

Now he sat on the toilet cover and looked up at the bathroom door, as if the scene of that year had reappeared. In order not to make the scene worse, the girl with an embarrassed face froze and pulled out a smile worse than crying, and then walked through the look of pretending to take the facial cleanser from the shelf calmly in front of him.

At that time, he was only a teenager in his early twenties. In addition to being embarrassed, he felt more interesting.

He wanted to keep ye Huanyan by his side.

Even in this way now, even if she is black and blue, or regret in the future, just keep it,

His heart was no less hurt than her. Whenever he admitted his love for her once from his heart, his biological mother's face would appear in the nightmares at night, full of resentment and pain.

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A week later, the group trip to Bali ended, and all the staff of the company returned,

Then there was the intense preparation for the company's annual meeting, and all departments were busy for the year-end summary. The preparation for the annual meeting fell on the versatile Secretary Ye.

Taking advantage of the excuse of preparing for the annual meeting, she devoted herself to her work, probably for the sake of the company. Ling Han didn't bother her anymore. She worked according to the rules every day, went to and from work according to the rules, and slept according to the rules. It can be said that she respected each other like a guest.

On the second day after the Bali trip, Sheng Enron appeared in entertainment group in a dignified and elegant dress, which stunned many people.

Sheng yinghou, who has always been famous for her beauty, is still amazing when she pretends to be a lady.

Because Ling Han was in a meeting, ye Huanyan sincerely suggested Sheng Enron not to come to the company before the end of the year. After that, I don't know whether it was out of the intention to give a blow,

The lounge of the president's office seemed to be Sheng Enron's compliment scene.

Ye Huanyan angrily put down the cakes and tea served and warned the flattering colleagues on the scene,

"I don't want to work anymore, do I? If President Ling comes out after the meeting and sees you so lazy, I won't plead for you then."

A group of people looked chatty and were about to retreat when Sheng Enron calmly opened his mouth,

"It's all right. I'll tell Han at that time. No matter how busy the company is, it's necessary to combine work and rest, isn't it?"

Ye Huanyan frowned,

"Miss Sheng, this is a company, not your personal studio, which hinders the order here. I'm afraid Ling is not so talkative."

"Really?" Sheng Enron's eyes were full of contempt, but there was a trace of regret that didn't look like regret in his tone,

"I also want to talk to you about the decoration of the house. I really don't know how to decorate the old house to live comfortably."

"Decoration?" The little director of the assistant group was the first to smell an unusual smell, "Miss Sheng, have you bought a house?"

"That's not true. You Ling always gave me the house where his parents used to live. I thought I hadn't lived in it for so long and wanted to renovate it."

This sweet voice sounded quite proud, like a pair of confidence that Mrs. Ling's title had been included in her bag,

When they heard the house where the boss lived, they all looked shocked. It was too late to flatter and envy, and they couldn't take care of Ye Huanyan's warning,

"Live in the old president's house? Isn't that where the Ling family can live?"

"Miss Sheng, ah no, I'm afraid I'll call you Mrs. Ling in the future!"

Ye Huanyan's face suddenly turned pale, and her fingers holding the tray trembled uncontrollably.

This scene fell in Sheng Enron's eyes. She raised her red lips and smiled triumphantly. With a smile in her mouth, she took a sip of tea and breathed out a sigh of relief,

"I haven't done anything yet. I need you to give me some advice on the renovation."

Ye Huanyan hugged the tray and ran out of the lounge, gritting his teeth and looking in the direction of the diagonally opposite conference room.

The meeting room of the president's office is not large, and it is basically open only when the company's top-level meetings are held. Towards the end of the year, Ling Han convened the top levels of all departments of the company to discuss the annual plan for the next year. The meeting has been held for three hours, and nothing happened outside.

At the meeting, the plan put forward by the artist brokerage department includes recruiting some well-known artists to the company. Although the signing cost is too high, it is always much less risky than such uncertain training of new people.

"Mr. Ling, personally, I think the proposal put forward by manager Wang is reasonable. The funds we invested in the newcomers throughout the year have seriously exceeded the budget. Coupled with the problems of the subsidiary in Shanghai, the newcomers have hardly been able to get up, and the profits to the company are almost impossible to talk about. We don't know when we can recover the cost of such training, so we should make some stable changes."

Ling Han frowned deeply. The management of the brokerage department who put forward the proposal had been fighting with Ling Dongming in the past. They were old-fashioned and stubborn. The matter of signing a new person or a popular artist had been discussed countless times in meetings, both large and small, and were rejected by him. These elders were already a little dissatisfied.

And the problems in the training of new people on the live broadcast platform in Shanghai have become the focus of their conversation, and they are clinging to it now.