In the office.
Bai Tongxi sits on the leather chair and looks at the complete sponsor information provided by Mo Yuyang.
These people are really her father's old friends. It's good, but it doesn't mean that they have a relationship with her. If she doesn't contact her for a long time, her feelings will fade.
In addition, Jianhui real estate had such a big disturbance, the boat of friendship naturally turned over.
Jianhui real estate was taken care of by Mo Yuyang when it was the strongest, but it was taken over by her when it was the weakest. Will these people take care of her?
Bai Tongxi is very suspicious.
But up to now, if we try our best to fight for it, we still have a 50% chance. If we don't fight for it, there will be no chance at all.
Bai Tongxi, who wants to understand this point, starts to call each sponsor according to the contact number on the information.
After hearing that she was the new acting chairman of Jianhui real estate, some of them first expressed their politeness and congratulations, and then vowed, "don't worry, Mr. Bai, I'll go on sponsoring your company for the relationship between me and your father!"
"Thank you Bai Tongxi immediately felt elated!
Then, only listen to the other side I wonder if Taian group has any investment? "
Bai Tongxi's expression suddenly becomes delicate, the other party won't agree to sponsor Jianhui just for Meng Peiyuan's relationship, right?
After the ambiguous answer, Bai Tongxi turns to contact other sponsors.
As a result, they often ask Taian group if it has any action, which undoubtedly confirms Bai Tongxi's inner guess. They didn't withdraw their investment in Jianhui because of Meng Peiyuan.
How sad
Bai's own business depends on the face of others.
The next second, the landline of the office rang. Bai Tongxi calmed down and picked up the microphone.
"Hello, uncle Tang There's a party the night after tomorrow, isn't there? Ok Promise me! what? Drinking, right? No problem. I've practiced drinking! "
After a few words, Bai Tong felt sorry for her. First of all, drinking is not her strong point.
Then, there are a total of six different business owners to participate in this dinner party. They all want to cancel the project cooperation with Jianhui real estate in the near future.
The meaning of Tang Jing's words is to hope that she can persuade them, at any cost!
She is a young woman, in such a lustful occasion, it is inevitable to cause trouble, but now, she has no retreat, retreat, it means death!
Wring the tip of his brow, Bai Tongxi said to Tang Jing on the other end of the phone, "Uncle Tang, you can arrange the activity place. I believe you."
After the call, Bai Tongxi puts down the microphone of the landline and looks at the mobile phone. See the fastest chapter on
the mobile phone is quiet, let alone a phone call, not even a text message.
Frowning, Bai Tongxi begins to doubt the authenticity of the Secretary's words. Is Meng Peiyuan really awake? Can't it be a white lie made up by the Secretary to comfort her?
Or is Meng Peiyuan awake, but still unable to speak?
The confused thoughts are floating in Bai Tongxi's brain. She doesn't want to think wildly, but Meng Peiyuan doesn't contact her, but it always makes her uneasy.
Suddenly grabbing the mobile phone, Bai Tongxi tries to call Meng Peiyuan, but the Secretary's words ring in her ear. If she exposes the secretary because of her call, she will feel sorry.
The mobile phone grabs and puts down, puts down and grabs up After going back and forth several times, Bai Tongxi sets an alarm clock for herself. If Meng Peiyuan doesn't call him at this time tomorrow, she will contact him on her own initiative!
The next day.
The cell phone didn't ring for a day and a night.
Bai Tongxi's eyes flashed a trace of decisiveness, picked up the phone and dialed out the familiar phone number.
As a result, Meng Peiyuan's mobile phone was turned off.
Bai Tongxi starts to be anxious. She is afraid that something will happen to Meng Peiyuan.
Just as she was about to broadcast the Secretary's number, the name of the Secretary happened to pop up on the mobile phone screen!
Bai Tongxi quickly put her cell phone to her ear. Because she was nervous, her pupils dilated slightly, "Miss Secretary..."
"It's me." A long lost voice came in the next second, deep and charming, "I'm Meng Peiyuan."
Bai Tongxi covers her mouth with her hand and presses back the whimper. She can't cry. If she cries, she will be suspected by Meng Peiyuan.
Opposite slowly, enunciation clear said "I have a little cold these days, nasal congestion, afraid you worry, so did not call you..."
In the face of Meng Peiyuan's words, what can Bai Tongxi say?
It's lucky for her that he can survive the disaster safely! Blame, sarcasm, forgive her not promising, she really can't say!
With a thick nasal "um" sound, Bai Tong said with tears in his eyes, "if you're ok..."
Hearing that her voice was not right, Meng Peiyuan asked in a deep voice, "what's the matter with you?"
Bai Tongxi sniffed and said, "I seem to have a cold, too.""Watch your body." Meng Peiyuan only said.
"I know." Bai Tongxi's lips tremble: "you You... "
Bai Tongxi really wants to ask him how his body is recovering. She can feel his fatigue just by listening to his voice.
After thinking about it, she asked politely, "is your cold better?"
"It's done." Meng Peiyuan replied briefly.
"Well, that's good." After a pause, Bai Tongxi asked, "why do you use Miss secretary's mobile phone again?"
"Oh, my cell phone It fell on the way
Bai Tongxi's heart is filled with deep regret. It's their lovers' mobile phone!
Meng Peiyuan doesn't want to tangle on the topic of mobile phone for a long time, "is there anything else?"
Bai Tong Xi's mouth is tight. He calls her, but he asks if she has anything else to do?
If she says "no", is he going to hang up?
Why is it that in less than ten days, he is about to become someone she doesn't know?
Relax your back, lean back to the chair behind you, and ignore the tingling feeling caused by the back injury. Bai Tongxi said with a smile, "Mr. Meng, I haven't heard your voice for a long time. Can you sing a song for me?"
"Singing?"
"Well, sing the love of Hiroshima."
"Stop it. I'm still busy here."
"Then you read me a poem?"
"Reading poetry?"
"The furthest distance in the world, Tagore's, very classic..."
"I said I was busy!" Meng Peiyuan's voice began to grow impatient.
But Bai Tongxi didn't seem to realize it. He said to himself, "the furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know I love you..."
After a while, when the last note fell, she asked in a relaxed tone, "Mr. Meng, did this poem move you? You must have been moved