Chapter 690

"What's the matter?" at the moment, the man smiled with a soft tone.

It's different from the angry look just now. If there are employees, it's estimated that they will be frightened by the magic face changing speed of their boss.

Jiang Fuyue: "busy?"

"OK."

"Come to the imperial capital tomorrow and meet Fang Ye. If you are free, you can think about how to cut his meat. It will hurt more."

Ling Qingzhou raised her eyebrows: "did you catch him?"

"Does his daughter count?"

The man smiled low, worthy of her, cruel and damaging.

Before hanging up, Jiang Fuyue suddenly remembered: "remember to call Yi Hansheng, so I won't call him alone."

"OK."

In the interval of waiting, everyone in the meeting room was in danger, especially the manager of the finance department, whose legs trembled and almost couldn't stand stably.

His colleague next to him advised him to sit for a while, and he shook his head again and again.

I don't want to, I dare not!

Who knows if President Ling will be more angry when he comes back later to see if he "doesn't please sit by himself"?

But unexpectedly, when President Ling came in, he was in a good mood, and even a suspicious smile hung around his mouth.

He cleared his throat and said, "that's all for today. Take the financial statements back and do it again. It's not an example."

Then he strode away.

The remaining department managers looked at each other——

"That's it?"

"Don't fire people?"

"This is not like Ling Zong's style."

"Because... The phone?"

"It's possible. It was incredible that President Ling went out to answer the phone during the meeting. When did you see him do this?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"So, who's calling?"

"I don't know."

"Landlady."

"No, no, no, the boss doesn't have this attitude towards the landlady."

"So... Confidante?"

"I see a play."

“……”

The sales manager's eyes turned, "you talk, I'll go back to the Department first."

Then he took the papers and got up and left.

Out of the conference room, she went to the corner and looked around. After confirming that there was no one, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Mrs. Ling? Hello, this is..."

But after Ling Qingzhou finished the meeting, he immediately returned to the office and called Yi Hansheng.

The other end was quickly connected, and the background sound was quite noisy.

"It's rare for you to call me. Tell me. What's the matter?"

Ling Qingzhou: "your noise hurts my ears. Change a quiet place."

"Hey, why do you have so many problems?"

"No, I'll hang up."

Yi Hansheng gritted his teeth: "wait!"

More than ten seconds later, the other end finally calmed down: "tell me, what's the matter? You'd better really have something, otherwise --"

Ling Qingzhou didn't talk nonsense to him and told Jiang Fuyue about letting them go to the imperial capital.

Yi Hansheng immediately became excited: "is this going to clean up Fang Ye's son of a bitch

"Almost."

"OK! Let me clean up and go there tonight! Are you all right?"

"Well, I'll see you at the airport at five."

"OK."

Ling Qingzhou: "I hung up."

"Well, wait --"

“？”

Yi Hansheng: "Miss, why did she call you instead of me?"

Ling Qingzhou: "... Maybe you're ugly."

Wipe!

Yi Hansheng yelled.

Unfortunately, it has hung up over there. No matter how hard he scolded, he also told it to the air.

……

Ling Qingzhou went home and simply packed his bags. He called the driver to wait outside and was ready to go.

"Where to?" Zhou Qin stood on the revolving stairs in his pajamas, with an unexpected calm expression.

Ling Qingzhou: "imperial capital."

"What are you doing?"

The man subconsciously wrung his eyebrows. It seems that he is not used to his always gentle wife talking to him in this questioning tone.