Qi Beichen looks at them to run to all run a kind of happiness, the facial expression is iron green.
I looked down at the breakfast on the table, but it was not as pleasant as usual.
This evening
But Qi Beichen has already picked up the pen in hand to sign the document directly, coldly should: "it's OK, you go out."
"What's the matter with Qi?" The assistant was afraid of something wrong, so he quickly asked one more question.
So she doesn't see any difference.
Qi Beichen that day is not a kind of ice sculpture like face to work?
The assistant said, "ah, what No, no, Mr. Qi didn't write on his face as usual today. " She first didn't respond to come over, after receiving Qi Beichen cold one eye, the whole person was frightened.
"Wait a minute." The man suddenly stopped his pen, raised his face, looked at the assistant, and asked solemnly, "am I angry today?"
The assistant took the tablet and said, "OK." After finishing what Qi Beichen told her, she said with a smile, "that's nothing. I'll go out first."
"Push." The man's clear tone was irresistible.
But the assistant has been used to it for a long time. She does her own job and makes a simple report for Qi Beichen's Day: "your schedule today is to have a meeting with the marketing department in the morning. In the afternoon, Mr. Chen of XX company has made an appointment with you to talk about their investment, and there will be an evening meeting in the evening."
It's a cold response.
"Well."
After he left, the assistant just brought in a cup of tea and put it in front of him: "Mr. Qi, your morning tea."
"I, I'll go out right away." Cheng Ziyan quit his office without saying a word.
After all, nowadays, Wen Kuai Wan and Jiang Lijie can be involved in Qi Beichen's emotions, but the difference is that the former makes him laugh and the latter makes him hate.
But Cheng Ziyan had an answer in his heart. It was really because Wen Kuai was late.
He didn't say anything else, but simply ordered the guests to leave.
Qi Beichen hears this name now, temple aches, complexion is uglier, "go out."
"Is it related to Kuai Wan?" Cheng Ziyan watched for a while and asked.
In fact, this sentence is nonsense. Qi Beichen's face is as cold as the Arctic frost. Even his eyelids don't bother to lift it. We can see the seriousness of the situation.
So after he finished, looking at Qi Beichen's face, he quickly withdrew his chair, afraid to say: "boss, boss, are you in a bad mood today?"
According to Cheng Ziyan's understanding of him, this matter is very serious
Qi Beichen dundun pen in hand, draw a perfect long line, his face is very heavy, a look at the past is that kind of born very atmosphere, not angry feeling.
"Boss, I have to say it's a coincidence. I didn't expect that Wen Kuai lived with the Smiths so long in M country. That's a big help for us secretly."
Cheng ziyanlang came to Qi Beichen's office with great interest. He opened the chair in front of his desk and sat down. He was relaxed and contented.
Qi group.
The Smiths went back to their hometown to visit their relatives. Wen Kuai went back to the production group late, Qi Jingxuan studied and Qi Beichen went to work.
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the assistant left the office.
Qi Beichen can't calm down to look at the document. Usually, he can pick out the question at a glance. Looking at the text, he is just like an ant, irritable.
He took a breath and collapsed on the back of his chair. Then he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of himself to see if it was angry on his face. Otherwise, Qi Beichen would know