Chapter 158

As soon as Bingfeng heard this, he was overjoyed. It seems that Huan Gufeng still cares about bingxia, so he can rest assured.

"President Huan, I'll go back first."

Huan Gufeng didn't speak. He went back to the chair behind his desk and sat down. He looked at Bingfeng with deep and cold eyes. After a while, he said faintly: "bingxia is home, isn't he?"

Bingfeng nodded and said with a smile, "yes, I came back last night. Does president Huan want to take her back? No, I'll ask the driver to take her back to Huan's house. It's just that we're not right. "

Knowing that bingxia is at Bingjia, Huan Gufeng's heart is steadfast. Yesterday, she was still worried about where she would go? I won't go to find Peiwen. He doesn't like this guy very much. He looks insidious.

"No, I'll pick her up at Bingjia after work. Oh, by the way, you don't have to tell her, I'll go." Huan Gufeng was afraid that bingxia would run away again, so he said.

When he heard that Huan Gufeng was coming to pick up bingxia, Bingfeng began to sweat. Before he went out, bingxia had already been beaten away by him, and now he didn't know where to go. He wanted to stabilize Huan Gufeng first, and then make plans, but now he was self defeating.

When he arrived at Huan's mansion and saw Huan Gufeng, he knew that he was worried too much. He didn't mean to abandon bingxia at all. Now he began to make trouble, but he knew that he couldn't let Huan Gufeng realize it.

Reluctantly squeezed out a smile, nodded, "good good, or Huan president thought thoughtful, then I go back first."

"Well." Huan Gufeng snorted, opened the document and continued to look at it.

Bingfeng hurried out of Huan Gufeng's office and saw yemingbei just standing at the door, looking at him. He was afraid to show his horse's feet, so he said hello with a smile.

"Night secretary, you worked hard."

"Well?" The Secretary Yeming north is a little unclear, so the first time I saw Bingfeng so polite, the tone is a bit of the boss's meaning, the boss is the boss, but not his Yeming North boss.

Secretary yemingbei didn't want to explain anything, just a faint smile.

"Ice always please."

Bingfeng nodded his head slightly and walked quickly to the elevator.

Yemingbei, the Secretary, looks at his back. He always feels strange. He can't say where to blame him. He just feels strange. In peacetime, Bingfeng looks arrogant.

He shook his head. Maybe he thought too much.

Entering Huan Gufeng's office, he saw that the documents had only been processed for a little while, but he didn't go on and was about to turn around and go out.

A cold voice said, "what do you think of the iceberg today?"

When yemingbei heard this, he seemed just to ask. In fact, he knew that his boss was suspicious, so he stepped forward and stood in front of his desk.

Huan Gufeng, who looked down at the documents, was stunned for a few seconds before he said slowly: "boss, I think ice is always strange today."

"Oh, really? What makes you feel strange? " Huan Gufeng hears the words, stops his gold pen and looks at Yeming north.

Yemingbei thought for a while, he didn't know what answer his boss wanted. He said it according to the facts or mildly, but he didn't answer immediately.

"What's the matter? Is there anything hard to say? Usually, you are a very independent person, otherwise I would not choose you as my secretary. For the past few days when I am away, you have handled things well, and Cairn group has asked the planning department and marketing department to come up with a plan. That's good. How can you evaluate Bingfeng so hard? " Huan Gufeng looks at yemingbei, who has always been very agile, but he is in a dilemma about Bingfeng. Is it because of him?

"No, president. Actually, it's nothing. It's just my intuition. I just think that Bing always came to see you today. You deliberately pushed off other arrangements and made a separate appointment. It's still such a long time, half an hour. It's never happened before. I'm wondering if there's any big project with Bing, so I'm hesitant." Secretary Yeming north or said his own words, he also worried that his words will lead to unnecessary trouble to himself.

Huan Gufeng nodded. He felt that Bingfeng was different today, not because he wanted to intercede for bingxia, but because he looked strange and evasive. Especially when he mentioned that he was going to meet bingxia at Bingjia's house in the evening, his eyes were a little flustered. Although he tried to be happy, he could see it.

"OK, I know. You go out. By the way, you contact a Biao and ask him to keep an eye on the Bing family. If you have anything, please report it to me immediately."

"Yes, chief executive, I went out first." The Secretary yemingbei hears that Huan Gufeng doesn't blame himself, so he gently breathes a sigh, turns around and strides out of the office.

As soon as yemingbei, the Secretary, came back to his office, he heard someone knocking at the door. He looked up and saw that it was director Huang of the marketing department, so he stood up and watched the people coming in.

"Director Huang, what can I do for you?" Yeming looked up and down at the gloomy director Huang and asked.

Director Huang didn't speak, but sat on the chair opposite him, legs crossed, leaning against the body, eyes picked looking at the night bright north, said: "night secretary, yesterday the president went to our marketing department, said to invite you to dinner, in the opposite western restaurant, the president didn't go, now the meal, just a work, marketing department two Manager Qu took the bill for yesterday's meal and asked me to apply for reimbursement. But I didn't go to dinner. How can I apply for reimbursement? It's more than 10000 yuan. ""How about dinner? What do you mean Yemingbei looks at director Huang incredulously. He doesn't know about it at all. He didn't see Huan Gufeng before he left work yesterday, but he saw it this morning.

"What do you mean? This is the bill. You can see for yourself, but I won't pay for it. Now manager Qu has to put it on his own, or the boss of the western restaurant won't let him go. If it's too big, he thinks that Huan's family even has to pay for the 10000 yuan meal. I can't afford to lose him. What do you say, night secretary? " Director Huang keeps saying that his grievance is that he doesn't want to bear the money.

Yeming north is to hear, also see out, usually pretend to be very generous appearance, said to invite the following people to eat, the original is just mouth talk.

He sneered, took the list from director Huang of the marketing department, and looked at it. It was 10:30 last night. Was it so late that Huan Gufeng had already returned to the company last night? Is there anything wrong with coming back so late? He left work at half past six yesterday afternoon.

But as soon as I went to work today, I saw Huan Gufeng, but I didn't say a word.