Chapter 408

At noon the next day, Le Xuewei and Ni Jun went to the hospital.

And hang Zehao's doctor to understand the condition in detail, very not optimistic.

"Is there a tumor in the brain?" Le Xuewei repeated suspiciously, thinking that she had heard wrong. "How is that possible?"

The doctor put the report in front of Le Xuewei and said firmly: "if you don't believe it, you can see for yourself. It's very simple. There's a shadow on the film, that's the location of the tumor."

Le Xuewei picked up the report, which was written clearly in black and white. She couldn't help disbelieving it. Her heart kept sinking. "Well, doctor, what should I do now?"

The doctor looked at Le Xuewei, "in the current situation, conservative treatment! The patient has just had a major operation on his abdomen, and his constitution is not good. He has suffered a lot from this, and the risk of such an operation is relatively high. Therefore, it is suggested that conservative treatment should be given first. "

"Ah..." Le Xuewei anxiously nodded, "OK, please do your best, we will cooperate, and please don't tell my father."

The doctor nodded, "OK, don't worry!"

After learning about the situation with the doctor, Le Xuewei went to the ward to see hang Zehao.

Hang Zehao's mental condition is not bad. With sour heart, Le Xuewei goes to talk with her father, "Dad, how do you feel today?"

"It's OK. Don't you think I'm ok?" Hang Zehao held his daughter's hand and was very pleased. Looking at Ni Jun behind her, he nodded and laughed at him, "are you here, too? Thanks to your help, you have taken the trouble. "

Ni Jun agreed: "uncle, you are welcome."

Looking at his daughter and Ni Jun, hang Zehao's eyes are meaningful.

Coming out of the hospital, Ni Jun returns Le Xuewei to the company. All the way, Le Xuewei was silent. She did not understand and hated hang Zehao before, but in such a short period of time, he has been reduced from the president of a country to the present situation. How can she not be distressed?

"Xuewei, don't be sad. Can you listen to me first?"

Ni Jun looks at Le Xuewei in the rearview mirror, pulls a tissue and hands it to le Xuewei.

Le Xuewei took it and wiped the corners of her eyes, "well, you say."

"That's the way it is. Let's do something about it." Ni Jun pauses for a moment. "I'm not sure, but I'll let you know if you're so sad Uncle, maybe we can find a way to get it out for him. "

"What?" Le Xuewei is surprised and stares at Ni Jun with wide eyes, thinking that she has heard wrong.

"I'm not completely sure. Apart from that card, there's no real evidence for my uncle's censorship. What's more, I don't find anyone who's with him Now that he's so sick, maybe there's a way. "

Ni Jun didn't explain what he said. The so-called idea is certainly not so simple. I'm afraid it's impossible to estimate how many contacts and financial resources are needed.

Where does Le Xuewei think so much? Her father is like this now. It's certainly the best to take him home. "Really? So, what can I do? What do you need me to do? "

"No, I'll do it. Take care of yourself. If uncle comes out, you have to take care of him." "Well, thank you." All of Le Xuewei's hopes are put on Ni Jun, and her gratitude to him can not be summed up by a simple thanks.

Back to the company, just in the afternoon, the assistant was walking out of the office with the folder. When she saw Le Xuewei, she said, "Mr. Le, you've finally come back. There's something wrong with the big meeting room upstairs and the eastern suburb project. All the chief designers have to go up for an emergency meeting!"

On hearing this, Le Xuewei unambiguously helped the assistant to get the documents together and roughly looked through them, "well, let's go!"

In the big meeting room upstairs, Han Chengyi is sitting at the head.

Han Chengyi leaned over and looked at the folder in his hand from time to time, looked at his watch, looked up and asked, "are they all here?"

“…… It's less than the design department. "

"I contacted her assistant just now. I've come up!"

Han Chengyi's eyes are slightly astringent, his jaw is slightly pointed, his head is lowered, and he continues to look at the data. Outside the door of the conference room, two people came in. The one in front of her was le Xuewei. She was in a hurry. When she came to the door, she saw everyone was there. She was sorry to apologize.

"Sorry for being late."

"Mr. Le, what's the matter with you? I can't get in touch with you for such an important meeting! " The director of design couldn't help scolding her. He didn't dare to do it before, but now it's different. The identity of Le Xuewei has changed, and her status has naturally plummeted.

"Tut!" Han Chengyi frowned and smacked, "Minister Wen, you talk a little too much! Did I say anything? Mr. Yue, sit down! "

This sentence is obviously partial to le Xuewei. She is slightly surprised. In front of so many people, he should People in the conference room also look at each other. What's the matter with the president's attitude? It seems that it's hard to say whether the position of Le Xuewei's wife is gone. It's said that they are just separated by agreement.

"Mr. Le, sit down."Le Xuewei sits down in people's puzzled eyes. She doesn't know if she is attentive. She always feels that two fiery eyes have been falling on her.

The meeting lasted all afternoon, mainly about the eastern suburb plan. This project was originally in the charge of Le Xuewei, but there was a problem in the middle, so the person in charge was changed, and the plan could not be completed overnight. Now only a part of the project has been developed, and there are many problems to be solved in the follow-up. This time, the problem is that the general design changed negates the original drawings, which leads to some mistakes in the project.

All the responsible parties reported their problems. Han Chengyi was silent for a long time, holding a pen in his hand and beating rhythmically on the table.

"Total music."

Han Chengyi suddenly put down his pen and looked up at Le Xuewei.

“…… Yes Le Xuewei was startled. She thought she was just listening in. After all, she has been removed from the position of chief designer of that project, so she is not ready to be named today.

This listen to Han Chengyi call her, flustered stood up, knee information scattered on the ground.

Han Chengyi frowns. What does Xiaoxue do in such a hurry? He just called her. Although they were separated, they were still colleagues, superiors and subordinates in the company.

"Mr. Le, you are in charge of this project at the beginning. Although there are some problems in the process, since you have changed people, you can't do it well. In my opinion, you are still in charge of this project, OK?"

As soon as the proposal was put forward, there were immediately opponents. Liang Jiawen is the first one, "president, is this not suitable? At the beginning, it was because the drawings of general manager Le involved plagiarism that they were removed... "

"What do you say?" Han Chengyi glances at her coldly, "is it interesting to talk the same old story? She said she copied it. Well, as you wish, she changed people, but now the project is like this for me! " As soon as Han Chengyi raised his hand, he threw the folder on the ground with a "pop" sound!

All the people present were shocked and did not dare to raise any objection.

"Listen to me, D.S. group has never had a tofu dregs project. If you have any objection to my decision today, if there is any problem in this project in the future, I don't mind letting him take full responsibility! If there is a problem again because of my decision, then the responsibility is my own! I can take this responsibility. I don't know you Who has the same courage as me? "

After that, he looked around the conference room, and no one commented.

Han Chengyi takes his eyes back and falls on Le Xuewei.

"Mr. Le, do you have any questions?"

Le Xuewei is also in shock, and shakes her head absently: "no, no problem."

"Well, that's settled. Now, except for a few major project leaders, the rest of us can break up..." Han Chengyi said, generally speaking, to Liang Jiawen, "associate manager Liang, there will be problems in the project, and you have unshirkable responsibility. I don't think you are suitable for this position any more. From today on, you don't have to be responsible for supervising the work in the Dongjiao plan, and you can leave the meeting room now."

“……” Liang Jiawen looks at Han Chengyi in surprise, and he denies her in a word? "President!"

"Xi Yin, let irrelevant people go out immediately, and I will continue to work with several responsible people." Without looking at her, Han Chengyi raises his hand and waves at Hao Xiyin.

Liang Jiawen bit his teeth and was forced to walk to the door helplessly.

"Come on, let's have a seat in front of you. Let's discuss the next step in detail. Mr. Le, you are the chief designer. Come here. " Han Chengyi looks at Le Xuewei and signals her to go.

"Well, good." Le Xuewei hasn't come out of her state yet. She moves to the front of the conference table.

When she and Liang Jiawen passed each other, one forward and the other backward, the Liang family sneered, lowered their voice and said, "you are really good at it. You can't burn a wild fire and the spring breeze blows again! It's a pity that if you have the ability in your career, how about it? Han Chengyi is someone else's! "

Liang Jiawen's shoulder bumps against Le Xuewei's, and goes out to the conference room. Le Xuewei is slightly stunned, thinking about the meaning of her words. Is Han Chengyi someone else's? What's so strange about that? She knew it long ago, the day she let go.

"Mr. Le, sit down Let's start! "

Han Chengyi opens the chair for Le Xuewei. She avoids his sight and sits down. The whole meeting was very intense. There was no chance for them to think about other issues. There was something wrong with the project and there was still a lot to do. This discussion has forgotten the awkward relationship between each other.

The meeting lasted until the evening, and there were still many problems to be solved. During this period, Le Xuewei's mobile phone rang several times. She only looked at the text messages and didn't answer the phone.

"Let's have a rest. We'll have to eat later Mr. Le, do you have any questions? " Han Chengyi turns her attention to le Xuewei. She still has early days. There is no way to let her carry the burden.

Le Xuewei's heart jumped and nodded. "No problem. I'll call home."