Chapter 231

George Sheng said, "who hit you in the face?"

Chang jingle said angrily: "you, you! I've come down the window to call you, but you still don't hear me. If it wasn't for the red light, could I let you drop it? "

George Sheng's brain fills up the picture. Chang jingle and Song Xi chase each other and get angry. Maybe they are only half of the car body apart recently. With Chang jingle's temper, the car can't catch up. He will lower the window and pull his head to his neck to shout. Song Xi can only throw him further when he hears his movement... Ah, I'm sad to think about it.

He sighed to himself and said, "I told you not to chase me."

Chang jingle was still dry, frowning and anxiously said: "you are very strange today. You feel like you've gone to hell..."

After a pause, he suddenly said, "is there someone else in your car?"

George Sheng was sure that Chang jingle didn't see anything. He relaxed and said, "what do you say?"

Chang jingle said, "you don't have a woman in your car, do you?"

Georges Sheng light way: "I think you don't go to be a paparazzi, really wasted a heart."

Chang jingle responded quickly, "don't change the subject with me. You haven't said who is in your car."

George Sheng didn't think that there was a bit more irony in it. "Who let you not see it? You have the ability to chase the car."

Chang jingle choked, then the dog jumped out of the wall and said, "don't force me to go to the traffic team to adjust the monitoring!"

George Sheng even more disdain, "you go, I'll see who dares to check my car for you."

Chang jingle, "... You can, you wait!"

George Sheng despises this kind of "you wait" person most. He just hangs up the phone. He doesn't know whether he's laughing at Chang jingle or Song Xi.

Before he fully recovered, the door was knocked. Not long after, a high-level of Haiwei stepped in and did not dare to look directly at Georgeson's face. The man only glanced at him in a hurry, and then said in a worried tone: "Mr. Qiao, I just received a call from Thailand saying that there was something wrong with the steel that landed this morning, and now the Thai side refuses to sign."

George Sheng looked down at the document and said in his usual indifferent voice, "the problem is the problem. There is no difference in size. Can we solve it?"

The top management responded quickly, "it can be solved. I have contacted the domestic factories and worked overtime to ensure that another batch of goods will be delivered within 48 hours. When we take back the goods from Thailand, we can find other companies immediately. The total profit will not decline. It's just a matter of time."

George Sheng still didn't lift his head and said to himself, "if there is a problem in any link, let the person in charge pay the factory workers overtime."

"Yes, I know."

The big office is quiet.

Five seconds later, Georges Sheng raised his eyelids, looked at the man in front of him and asked, "what else

The man shook his head. "No more."

Finish saying, Leng for a moment, the man immediately recalled, "you are busy, then I went out first."

He turned around and left the office. The door closed. The man raised his head and gasped deeply. His palms were moist.

The expression on his face was a little confused. He walked to the office of President Yizhu. When the male assistant saw him, he said with a smile, "director Gao, what's the matter?"

Male high-level into the door, mysteriously closed the door, looking at the assistant said: "Joe what happy event today?"

He asked, but the assistant to ask confused, pause, do not answer, asked: "what's the matter?"

The man said: "today, there was a mistake in a list of overseas companies. I came to see him. Unexpectedly, Qiao always asked the director of the wrong link to punish the workers and subsidize the overtime, but he didn't get angry!"

He had a deep doubt in his expression that he still couldn't believe, as if he was afraid that Georgeson didn't get angry at the moment, and whether he would suddenly settle accounts later in the autumn.

Smell speech, male assistant is not calm, first is to think hard, and then open the thick record file, side look at side way: "today also what happy event...."

The top man stretched out his hand to loosen the tie knot and said with a look of self-interest: "you can remember carefully, don't forget anything, Mr. Qiao..." he stretched out his hand to wipe his neck.

Male assistant neck a cool, quickly get up a way: "I ask two help with three help."

George Sheng's mood is difficult to get along with all his life. If he is difficult to get along with, it will be peaceful. If he is easy to get along with... Everyone around him can't sit still, for fear that it will be the peace before the storm and a good meal before decapitation.

However, George Sheng himself didn't feel any difference. In his own words, he was very easy to get along with.

Later, George Sheng left the company and went out to socialize. He was Qiao Dingxiang's good friend. This year, he was nearly 70 years old. He had to go out to play golf on a hot day. Although there were cars and people taking umbrellas all the way down, the temperature was here after all. George Sheng was so hot that he didn't want to say it. It's not good for him to suffer less?

Sitting on the golf cart and moving down, George Sheng's mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrates. He takes it out and looks at it. It's a short message from Song Xi.

George Sheng points to open a look, the above simple sentence: the cardholder is really me, the money has been transferred.

When George Sheng saw this, his first reaction was to relax, followed by inexplicable comfort. The former was because he no longer worried about her stepmother and sister playing tricks on the way, and the latter was because she was reporting to him.

"Zhisheng."

The old man in the front seat suddenly opened his mouth. Georges Sheng immediately looked up and put away his mobile phone without any trace.

"Do you feel bored when you come out to play with me?"

George Sheng was wearing sunglasses. He couldn't see clearly the look under his eyes. The corners of his lips were gently raised. The iceberg on his cold and handsome face melted immediately. It was April.

Thin lips open, he said: "no, I haven't come out to play for a while, my father said you play golf best, let me come to learn from you."

The old man was very happy, folded his hands on the crutches, and said with emotion: "I still remember when I played with your father, he had no patience and always said that the hole was small. I don't know why I like to play this. I said that the rich people don't like to be vulgar and elegant. The better you play, the richer you are. Your father said as soon as he heard about it, Then I'll play well... Hahaha, in a twinkling of an eye, we are all old. "

"Zhisheng, my friendship with your father for nearly 50 years, I don't beat around the bush like others. If I have something to say, I'll tell you straight away. I think this time I see your father, his state is not as good as the first two years. He is 78 years old. Although you are still young, your father is just like you. When are you going to find a girlfriend to go home and show him?"

When George Sheng heard the speech, he suddenly felt like a lump in his throat. He couldn't express his depression.