After Chen Chuan left, Wen Zhu also returned to the room.
After taking a shower, Wen Zhu took a look at the time and it was twelve in the morning.
She was sitting on the bed without any sleep.
Thinking of what Chen Chuan just said, even taking medicine, the effect will not be effective for a while.
And he didn't seem to eat anything other than drinking at night.
Wen Zhu hesitated for a while, let him return his kindness.
She put on her clothes and went downstairs again, borrowed a kitchen from the hotel, and cooked millet porridge.
Half an hour later, she took the elevator up the stairs.
Wen Zhu stood at the door. If he slept, would she disturb him if she knocked on the door?
Forget it, try it.
Wen Zhu knocked on the door, and soon the man opened it.
He was wearing a dark blue nightgown, with a loose waist, and he could barely see the abdominal muscles inside.
Wen Zhu's face turned a little hot, and she said, "President, this is my porridge I cooked. It may be better to drink porridge and take medicine."
She already had a plan to be rejected in her heart. After all, Jiang Xuelai was rejected to deliver the porridge that day.
But the man held out his hand and stared at her with deep eyes.
Wen Zhu took a moment to nibble, and then passed the lunchbox containing millet porridge.
"The president, good night."
After saying this, Wen Zhu turned back to his room.
Xiang Jichen stared at her back, leaving her room until she disappeared.
When Chen Chuan bought and ate, he found that the president was already drinking porridge.
When he saw the lunch box on the table, he couldn't help wondering who bought the porridge for the president?
"President, do you still eat these?"
Xiang Jichen said quietly, "Keep it for yourself."
Chen Chuan said good. He glanced at the porridge in the bowl. Xiaomi was sticky, and it was super delicious.
Where did you buy it? Coming this day, why didn't he know that there was a Xiaomi porridge downstairs in the hotel?
Xiang Jichen looked up at him.
Chen Chuan was very acquainted with each other. He immediately said, "President, I will go first. If you have any questions, please call me and rest early."
After speaking, people are gone.
Xiang Jichen took another sip. He lowered his spoon and stared at the pair of love pictures on the lunch box, as if in a daze.
After a long time, he got up and packed his things before turning off the light and lying on the bed.
Tonight, he did not take sleeping pills.
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Last night, Wen Zhu slept more than one o'clock in the morning, later than the previous two days.
So she woke up at eight o'clock, and when she woke up, she washed quickly.
But it was too late, everyone was waiting for her.
Wen Zhu quickly apologized, "No idea, I'm up late."
Jiang Xuelai wanted to be partial. She thought Wen Zhu was doing something, so she smiled and said, "It's okay, you are also for the sake of the company, and we can understand you."
Wen Zhu looked at Jiang Shelley.
What is she talking about?
At this time, Chen Chuan said: "Although the SL Group is quite satisfied with our company, the Pei Group is equally good, so Mr. Fair said that we can make the two of us compete fairly."
When Jiang Shelley heard it, wasn't this the right time for performance?
She asked, "when?"
Chen Chuan said: "Tomorrow, I will send you the specific process, and then discuss the countermeasures."
Jiang Shelly smiled and nodded.
She looked at Wen Zhu, meaning it was unclear: "Wen Zhu, you are an alumni with the president of the Pei Group. You should understand what is business and what is private?"
Wen Zhu knew what she was referring to, "You can rest assured, I have a sense of proportion."
In the past, she and Pei Lingyuan were just ordinary classmates. Now seven years have passed, and the relationship is even more ordinary.
Therefore, she has nothing to talk with Pei Lingyuan.
And talk about leaking company secrets.
Xu Mingyuan said, "You can think the best."
Everyone started to work in the hotel's conference room.
Jiang Xuelai walked behind. She looked at Wen Zhu's back and bent her lips.
Is this match a good chance to drive away Wen Zhu?