Chapter 374

She believes that Yang Shu will definitely stand on her side.

"My sister, you are so naive. What has your aunt taught you all these years?" Zheng Ting shook his head with a smile and said that he didn't want to say anything more to Zheng Qingqing. The feeling of playing the lute before the ox turned out to be like this.

"Zheng Ting, what kind of food do you want me to cook? Are you willing to let me go?" Zheng Qingqing took a deep breath several times, and finally was willing to lower her high head, but the reluctance and pride in her tone were still there.

Zheng Qingqing feels that she has already given Zheng Ting face. She has never passed the normal communication with Zheng Ting without irony. Zheng Ting should cherish this opportunity.

"You don't have to do anything, because you can't bring grandma back to life, so you should bear the retribution." When Zheng Ting said this, he was like a Shura coming out of hell.

Zheng Qingqing gave a shiver, and she realized how serious Zheng Ting was this time. She wanted to fight back, but she couldn't find a way to fight back.

The door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and several directors came in together as if they had made an appointment. They saw Zheng Ting sitting in the position of president, and they all laughed with understanding. It seems that Zheng's group can be saved.

Zheng Qingqing stood on the side of Zheng ting. It was neither going nor not going. For a moment, he became the most embarrassed person. She put all her hopes on Yang Dong, but Yang Dong was absent because of "illness".

"You must have seen yesterday's news. I think Zheng Qingqing is no longer suitable to continue to be the president of Zheng's group. What do you think?" Zheng Ting asked directly that he would accompany you Yue to choose the dress for the banquet the day after tomorrow at noon. He couldn't stay here for too long.

"Mr. Zheng, are you coming back to take charge of the overall situation?" The directors asked excitedly, does this mean that Qi Yan's attack on Zheng's group will stop now?

Zheng Ting didn't intend to make Zheng's group lose too much. He just needs to let everyone know that he is still the big devil.

"Lei Jun will come back." Lei Jun has been with Zheng ting for many years, and it's time for Zheng ting to help him to a higher level.

The directors frowned at each other. They were not very satisfied with the result, but Zheng Ting's attitude was firm. There should be no room for further discussion.

"Can you give us some time to discuss it?" Asked one of the directors boldly.

Zheng Ting's temper really softened a lot. A few months ago, he used his eyes to frighten these people. But now, he chose a more amiable way. He nodded, stood up, went out and gave up the meeting room to several directors.

Zheng Qingqing hesitated for a moment and finally stayed. She knew that this might be her last chance.

Zheng Ting walked around the planning department nearest to the conference room. The people he wanted to cultivate were lazy and listless.

Zheng Ting has a kind of heartache feeling, he thinks these people can give up. However, several employees who have been following him before are still doing their own things seriously, even if they are not valued now.

It seems that people have to be the first group.

When wandering around, Zheng Ting didn't worry about what happened in the meeting room. He believed that the result would be what he hoped.

Half an hour later, Zheng Ting got the result he wanted. Everyone welcomed Lei Jun's arrival.

After all, people with a little bit of intelligence will understand that Lei Jun is much better than Zheng Qingqing, and Lei Jun will not make mistakes if he has Zheng Ting as his backer.

Satisfied with leaving the Zheng group, Zheng Ting is still thinking about how to tell Lei Jun the good news. He is afraid that he will be excited and faint directly, right?

Zheng Ting just went to the downstairs of the newspaper office. You Yue had already rushed out of it. It was the first time that she cared so much about her own modeling.

Zheng tinggang planned to praise you Yue for a few words. You Yue opened his mouth and said, "hurry up, the wheat has arrived."

"Where's the wheat?" Zheng Ting doesn't understand of ask a way, he feel oneself can't keep up with the rhythm of you Yue.

According to their original plan, wheat should not appear today, right?

"In the modeling shop, we arranged to pick clothes together today and talk about her and fan Bowei by the way." The fire of gossip is burning in you Yue's heart. She is especially curious about the story between Mai Zi and fan Bowei. It must be wonderful.

This is the reason why she is looking forward to meeting today. Finally, it's time to reveal the secret.

"So?" Zheng Ting feels that his beautiful day is about to break, so he finally sends Mai Xuanhuan out for trusteeship for a day. Zheng Ting also wants to spend a good day with you Yue.

"Wait a minute, you have to hold fan Bowei back. Don't let him take the wheat ahead of time."

"Do I have the right to refuse?" Zheng Ting asked with the hope of 0.1%.

Don't you mean nothing in the world is difficult for those who want to do it? He prayed so sincerely that God would give him a miracle, right?However, maybe Zheng Ting didn't pray enough. God didn't support his prayer. You Yue smiles sweetly and shakes his head and says no.

Zheng Ting had to work as a coachman and part-time. It's just that he and fan Bowei are not good at words. When they sit face to face, the atmosphere can be described as weird.

When you Yue excitedly tries on the dress while listening to the story of wheat, Zheng Ting is picking up the cup for the nth time, pretending that he is not embarrassed.

"I read the report a few days ago. Is the boy in the photo really your son?" Fan asked.

Inexplicably, fan Bowei looked at the vague figure and felt very familiar with it. It was like a thread was pulling them.

This feeling is very strange, and it is the first time in fan Bowei's life.

Before he asked that sentence, van Bowei had always resisted this feeling, and he was trying to suppress it.

However, in the face of Zheng Ting, the picture of the little boy holding his neck appears in front of him. Fan Bowei thinks it is necessary to figure out this problem, otherwise he will be very sad for a long time to come.

"Well, sort of." Zheng Ting can only answer here, the rest depends on fan Bowei's own understanding.

"Is that so?" What kind of answer is that! Fan Bowei wants to continue to ask for an accurate answer, but Zheng Ting chooses to avoid it.

"Yue Yue, have you chosen it? We have to pick up the whirlwind later. " Zheng Ting deliberately mentioned the whirlwind, wheat instantly became nervous.