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The next day, early in the morning, when Nanfeng Haozhe had just arrived at the company, he came over to gossip: "CEO, you went home to sleep last night?"

"Ah, I drank too much. It's more convenient to sleep at home."

Ling Ling laughed craftily at random. Seeing the strange look in her eyes, Nanfeng Haozhe immediately understood what she meant.

Ling Ling opened her eyes wide, "Why?"

"Meeting!"

Nanfeng Haozhe took the document, coldly turned around and went into the conference room.

Ling Ling pursed her lips, and did not say anymore.

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Han Yao and Chairman Jin walked into the company building one after the other.

The front desk greeted him warmly.

"Good morning, Chairman Jin."

"Good morning, Han Yao."

When they were passing by the Design Department, everyone was discussing about it. Although the voices were soft, the sharp-eyed Mrs. Jin and Han Yao with his sharp ears were naturally able to hear it.

"Guess what they're talking about?"

The Mrs. Jin turned to look at Han Yao, who rolled his eyes, and guessed, "I vaguely heard that they seem to be saying that this time, the Ytin competition is over. After all, last night, the Chief Executive Officer of Southwind sent over fifty thousand yuan worth of silk scarves."

Mrs. Jin turned her head and looked at Han Yao with anticipation, "Could it be, you don't think so?"

"Firstly, I sent the silk scarf directly to my hometown by mail. This is a gift I intend to give to my mother. Originally, I could have bought them for a few thousand, but Nanfeng Haozhe insisted on buying them for fifty thousand, so there was nothing I could do about it. "Second, although I went back to the hotel last night, I ended up going to your place. You can prove it."

"Hahaha …"

Mrs. Jin understood what Han Yao meant.

Last night, in order to avoid Nanfeng Haozhe, Han Yao did not hesitate to call Mrs. Jin. Last night, Han Yao stayed at her house and her phone was turned off for the entire night.

One could imagine, that the fifty thousand yuan legend was only a one-sided play by the Chief Executive Officer of Southwind.

… ….

"You said that Chief Executive Officer of Southwind went to the hotel to look for someone last night?"

"Yes, my cousin said so last night. My cousin is the receptionist of that hotel. But do you know? Last night, Han Yao didn't even return to the hotel to stay. "

Holding the information in their hands, the two of them twisted their bodies and walked past the corner, meeting Nanfeng Haozhe.

Fang Qiong was so scared that she quickly hid beside Shan Shan. Her face was as black as coal.

"Fang Qiong, is your cousin working at the front desk of the hotel?"

"I... I was just spouting nonsense. "

Fang Qiong carried the information and quickly entered the conference room. She did not expect that Nanfeng Haozhe would actually hear her gossip about Shan Shan.

"If you have the intention to gossip, use it on the Design Draft!"

Nanfeng Haozhe said, he walked into the meeting room, and threw the basic plan onto the table, and said fiercely: This is the plan you guys wrote, is this all you have? Let me tell you, Ytin is something that you old employees designed by hand. Could it be that you want to abdicate and give up the spot to someone else? "

Nanfeng Haozhe was furious. He was so angry that his forehead could be seen as though it was on fire. No one dared to speak anymore, everyone only lowered their heads and muttered in their hearts.

"Sister Zhou, you have to review the proposal next time. You can only submit it if you feel that it's better. Shan Shan, look at what you've written! Focus more on your work every day. If you cannot defeat Han Yao in this competition, I will fire all of you! "

Nanfeng Haozhe's style of doing things had always been weird and ruthless, but this time, he had actually criticized Shan Shan's plan in front of everyone. The faces of the people from Design Department were especially unsightly, especially Shan Shan. The arrogance on her face was completely gone.

After the meeting was over, everyone left with a heavy heart and great pressure. Fang Qiong watched Shan Shan directly walk to the resting room and furiously smashed the cup of water he was drinking.

Shan Shan … "Sorry, it's my fault. I didn't say anything about the conversation, which angered the CEO."

"It's none of your business. He targeted me because. "Some people …"

Fang Qiong immediately guessed the identity of this person as soon as she widened his eyes.

The two girls looked at each other and immediately understood the formidable relationship between the two.

"But, she is the CEO's wife, it has nothing to do with us. Shan Shan, what do you think this Han Yao actually has? It's fine if she's plain, but she doesn't have a good temper. The CEO has been angry at our company so many times this year because of her. "Say, this Han Yao, she won't really be ruthless to us during the competition, will she?"

"Right now, even though the media reports are reporting so fiercely, we can't see the two of them appearing in public. Let me tell you this, I have a premonition that the CEO will definitely divorce Han Yao. This woman, who did he think she was? The CEO definitely cannot stand her temper. Divorce is only a matter of time. "

Shan Shan said with complete confidence. Fang Qiong looked at the clothes that Shan Shan was wearing, the exquisite makeup that she dressed up, and thought back to the CEO that she had been yearning for these past two or three years.

Fang Qiong could not understand her feelings, but she was also feeling sorry for Shan Shan.

"Alright, Han Yao, I won't forgive you in this life, just you wait!"

Fang Qiong gently patted Shan's back to comfort her, and then the two of them entered the office. This time, the CEO had not taken a look at any of the plans, so it seemed like their Design Department would have to work overtime again.

After Nanfeng Haozhe finished holding the meeting, he rested his head on one hand on the desk as his clear black and white eyes rolled around. Suddenly, he thought of something and immediately fished out a name card from the drawer.

With a thick stack of name cards, Nanfeng Haozhe's slender fingers moved one by one until he finally found the one he wanted.

However, when he called, no one answered.

Nanfeng Haozhe called Ling Ling into his office and asked anxiously: "Ling Ling, do you have Elder Liang's number?"

"Huh?"

"Forget it, how could you have one? I'll go over myself. "

Ling Ling's mind flashed, she suddenly understood who the Old Liang Nanfeng Haozhe was referring to, and immediately spoke up, "Is the CEO going to buy a ceramic ornament company? Then I'll go over and take your picture. You just have to choose a picture. "Why do you need to come yourself?"

Although he was only a housekeeper, he had also worked part-time as Nanfeng Haozhe's father's secretary. Thus, Old Liang was an important existence to the Nanfeng Family. It was just that three years ago, Elder Liang had retired and returned home to study ceramics.