Chapter 149

"I'll go to the meeting." Before Ling Xiaohan left the office, he said hello to Ji Qianchen, put his hands in his pants pocket, and left straight away.

Rob quickly followed the steps of bullying owl cold, and dared not neglect for a moment.

After Ling Xiaohan left, Ji Qianchen finally breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his heart.

Little Yi and Linda ran in and looked at her with a very strange look: "Hey, hey!"

"What are you doing here?"

Ji Qianchen is horrified by their smile, covering his chest and retreating for two steps.

"What did you just do in the office with our president?" Linda came up with a gossip face.

It's obvious that little Yi was pulled over to get his head together.

"What didn't we do just now?" Ji Qianchen blinked a pair of big watery eyes and replied innocently.

Ling Xiaohan wants to do something to her, but two people who don't know the current affairs come and destroy the good things.

"Are you sure you don't want to fight kiss here? Our whole office smells of adultery Linda decided to go through the gossip.

Ji Qianchen pursed his lips, shook his head and smiled.

"Little Yi, you remember to stay away from Linda, or you will become like her gossip."

"It's OK. No matter how long I've been hanging out with Linda, I won't gossip like her. I'll draw the design first." Little yitiantian smiled and turned out of the office.

"Then our president's wife, I don't gossip, lest you accidentally let me lose my job what to do?" Linda walked out of her office with her mouth covered.

Ji Qianchen sits back at his desk and starts work.

In the top conference room of Ling's entertainment, all senior executives of the company participated in the meeting.

The participants included Qi Qing, who, as Ling's chief fashion design director, had the right to speak at the meeting.

During the meeting, Qi Qing, confident and bold, talked freely, and demonstrated to the company's employees with PPT the effect of the transformation of the benefits of star fashion design.

Her excellent speech won the unanimous recognition of the company's top management.

After the meeting, everyone broke up.

Qi Qing walked to Ling Xiaohan with a pile of data: "Mr. Ling, I need to report to you some problems the company is facing now."

Ling Xiaohan was going to leave. When she heard that she was going to talk about business, she didn't give up.

After all, he is a man with a clear distinction between public and private.

"Say it."

Qi Qing drags a chair to go over, hand a data report form to him, elaborate some problems that she discovers conscientiously.

Ling Xiaohan deliberately keeps a distance from her and listens carefully.

It has to be said that Qi Qing is a person with excellent brain and design talent, who has put the design and the company's interest issues in place.

Ling Xiaohan looks at the time on his watch. It's almost lunchtime. He wants to go to his little woman for dinner.

"Qi Qing, the rest of the questions, you send them to my personal mailbox, you can get off work." Ling Xiaohan is ready to get up.

Qi Qing's face suddenly struck.

Ling, who never had a bit of trance at work, was beyond her expectation.

Unexpectedly, I would put the urgent work problem aside and think about getting off work.

"Brother Ling, I'm always serious and rigorous. I think it's better to deal with some problems face to face. I'll speed up and not delay you too much time..."

Qi Qing's speaking speed is faster. Take the report to Ling Xiaohan for analysis.

Such endless entanglement makes Lingxiao's face more and more ugly.

He gave rob a look beside him.

Rob nodded and went out.

After going out, rob immediately took out his cell phone and called Ji Qianchen.

"Young lady, are you finished?"

Ji Qianchen just put down his paintbrush and stretched out, "I'm finished. Is it Ling Xiaohan who wants to come to me for lunch?"

"In principle, yes, but the young master is entangled by Miss Qi, and now he is in the abyss of suffering, waiting for you to rescue him."

Rob exaggerates on purpose.

Ji Qianchen listens, holding the small hand of mobile phone strength way to accentuate some: "Qi Qing?"

"Yes, so, young lady, come quickly. Young master is in danger."

Rob hurried anxiously, as if there were already a hundred thousand anxieties here.

"OK, I'll be right here, wait." Ji Qianchen hung up the phone, picked up his bag and rushed out of the office door.

Mom, a chicken.

Dare to pester her husband, is she tired of living?

Don't know her husband of Ji Qianchen can't rob?

Ji Qianchen was so angry that he rushed to the comprehensive conference room on the top floor like a fire wheel.

Bang -

the door of the conference room was kicked open.Ji Qianchen appears as handsome as a warrior who saves the world.

Ling Xiaohan and Qi Qing look back and see Ji Qianchen with a small black face at the door.

Ling Xiaohan's mouth rises slightly, waiting for the naughty little woman to perform.

Qi Qing put down the statement in her hand, opened a smile, and greeted Ji Qianchen, who was coming here, "sister in law, why are you here? Are we still talking about work? "

Ji Qianchen looked at the time on his mobile phone. "It's 12:03 at noon, that is to say, it's been three minutes since I left work. I don't need to talk about work anymore."

Qi Qing smiled awkwardly: "brother Ling has always been a rigorous person. We have one more question to discuss, so my sister-in-law can give me another five minutes. Can I borrow brother Ling?"

Her words sound like rules, but they are like a declaration of war.

My husband can still borrow her five minutes. That makes sense?

Ji Qianchen doesn't agree.

"Qi Qing, it's reasonable that I should promise you. After all, it's work. But you also know that my husband used to be too busy with his work and forgetting to sleep and eat, so he has a serious stomach disease. If he doesn't eat in time, his condition will get worse. So now I strictly control his three meals and must eat them on time. If he is five minutes late, he has this stomach disease. Can you bear this responsibility? " Ji Qianchen picks his eyebrows and looks at Qi Qing.

Two women look at each other. Ling Xiaohan catches two swords hanging in the air.

His smile is deeper, for Ji Qianchen's answer, he can give full marks, not afraid of her pride.

"Then I can't afford to be a sinner. OK, brother Ling, I'll mail the rest to your mailbox. You remember to deal with it." Qi Qing sorted out the materials and took the lead.

She was frustrated and unwilling to go.

After leaving the conference room.

She turned her head and gave a cold glance at the glib Ji Qianchen.

The dislike of her has gone up to the point where there is no more.

Leave a cold eye, she is unwilling to leave.

Conference room.

Ling Xiaohan reached out his hands and clapped for his little wife.

Loud applause reverberated in such a large conference room.