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The sense of security of reporting.
Xiao Ya doesn’t understand this kind of thing, but she is about to understand it.
It is the legitimate right of a girlfriend or even a wife to ask "where is she?" and "will she come back for dinner?"
An honest answer is the obligation between lovers and husbands to get along.
Taking the initiative to do it is to create a sense of security.
Under the joint training of several girlfriends, Emperor Yun no longer resisted.
There is no sense of restraint, and sometimes I even think this is good.
Such as now.
When I know in my heart that there is a girl waiting for him to go back and have dinner together, I always feel warm in my heart.
Of course, only Zhang Li would be so stupid to wait.
Others?
Sorry, they definitely won’t.
For any other woman, if she hadn’t opened her mouth before 12 o’clock, she would have called her with just one phone call, or at least a text message.
Well, maybe Xiao Chen will always find an excuse to eat with him because he is too focused on work.
As for waiting until two o'clock...
Don't even think about it.
Especially Master Qianying, who seemed to like him the most. When faced with this situation, he would definitely fill his stomach first, and then go out of his way to have another meal with him.
When Xiao Ya heard this, she was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly called Zhang Li.
She thought no one could be so stupid.
After a while, she curled her lips in annoyance and gave someone a look on her face, whose face was full of laughter.
"Xiao Zhang asked you what to eat so that she can go to the restaurant." Order the dishes first."
She was also convinced.
I wasn’t sure if they would come back to eat, and I was worried that he was chatting about business and I didn’t dare to disturb him by calling or sending text messages, so I sat in the room with an empty stomach and waited for the call.
Well, there really are such silly girls in this world!
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Seeing that he was about to arrive, Xiao Ya hurriedly dug out a sticky roller in her bag and rolled it carefully on Qing Yun's coat, trying to remove the sticky hair. Hair that might be stuck to him.
Then she took out another bottle of cologne and sprayed it on Qing Yun a few times.
The fresh fragrance quickly spread in the car.
The rich fragrance made Emperor Yun sneeze repeatedly.
He smiled bitterly and said, "There's no need to be like this."
He knew that Xiao Ya did this because she was worried about being noticed by Zhang Li.
But he felt that this was not necessary at all.
He acts like a thief.
With the cleverness of those women, they must have seen it all before, but they just didn’t want to expose it.
Empress, Demon Queen, and Mr. Xiao Chen have all hit him secretly. Master Qianying is too lazy to care about him, but Xiao Transparent will not tell him if he sees through it.
It’s not like you’re having an affair, so what’s the point of doing this? !
Xiao Ya stopped what she was doing and looked at Qing Yun seriously, "Little brat, this is not just a problem that cannot be seen.
What is going on between us , I don’t want others to get involved, and I don’t want them to feel uncomfortable.”
She feels that sometimes this guy is as careful as a hair, and sometimes he is as straight as a pig and has no brains.
I just got married to someone else Zhang Li last night, and today I smell like another woman. What does Zhang Li think?
She is not afraid of those little girls, but she is too lazy to argue with them, so she tries to avoid things that can be avoided.
This is a kind of respect and an attitude.
Besides, she knew very well that even though Zhang Li looked like she was not fighting for anything, in fact, Nizi was very thoughtful.
Seeing that Sister Xiaoya was determined to carry out cover-up actions, Emperor Yun could only let her mess around.
In the restaurant, Zhang Li had already ordered dishes in advance, which were all what Qing Yun and Xiao Ya liked to eat.
During the meal, Xiao Ya observed quietly.
Zhang Li is famous for chewing carefully and slowly, but the little kid seems to be impatient. He keeps picking up vegetables for her and raising the bowl in front of her high. of.
Then she always selects the most delicious parts of the dishes, carefully removes the condiments that she doesn’t like, and then gently feeds them into her mouth.
Looking across from Zhang Li, who was being fed by the little kid from time to time, with a shy and happy smile on her face, Xiao Ya had to sigh in her heart,
"Who said Zhang Li is stupid? "..."
This is so damn wise but foolish!
Moreover, she could feel Qing Yun's extra consideration for Zhang Li.
According to her observation, these little girls have never experienced this.
At least she has never seen Qing Yun treat other women like this.
Xiao Ya shook her head gently. She didn’t know whether Zhang Li was stupid and blessed, or whether Zhang Li had secretly hidden all her cleverness.
The former is an invincible existence. If you don't fight, you will fight.
As long as Zhang Li keeps it up, the little kid’s love for her will definitely be at the top.
And the latter...
It can only be said that Zhang Li is too scheming and too smart. He knows his weakness and simply gives up completely. To be honest, this may not be the case. Kind of open-minded.
Then, it returned to the former situation of not fighting but fighting. The difference is that Zhang Li needs to maintain this persona.
Xiao Ya, who had a headache, found out in frustration that the women around the little kid were not simple at all.
She sighed softly in her heart.
In this complex emotional world, she didn’t want to be one of those jealous women, so she chose a more low-key way of participation.
She is more willing to maintain the unique relationship with the little kid in her own way.
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The afternoon sunshine in autumn brings a trace of laziness, shining through the sparse clouds on the signboard of Qianlingshan Hotel, and the golden handwriting shines under the sunlight. It looks particularly dazzling.
Ma Baocai stood on the steps of the hotel, squinting his eyes slightly and looking up at the sign, as if seeking some kind of spiritual comfort.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, lit it, and took a deep breath. The stimulation of nicotine relaxed his nerves slightly.
Amidst the smoke, his thoughts returned to this morning's meeting.
Those details were like movie scenes, and the scenes were replayed in his mind.
In the car at noon, he reported these scenes, along with his anxiety and uneasiness, to the big boss on the other end of the phone.
The silence on the other end of the phone was like a heavy lead, weighing him down and suffocating him.
Ma Bao didn’t know how long it had been. Anyway, it was quite long. It made him think that the phone was disconnected.
Finally, the leader over there spoke, but what surprised Ma Baocai was that there was even a hint of relaxation in the leader's voice.
“To untie the bell, you must tie the bell.”
After the leader said this meaningless sentence, he hung up the phone.
But Ma Baocai's heart sank.
He understood the meaning behind this sentence.
The first is to let yourself find Qing Yun.
The second is that the leader prepares him to take responsibility for this matter, no matter what the result is.
If it hadn’t been for the fact that his driver had just changed, and he wasn’t familiar with it yet, so he didn’t know whether he was being strict with his words. If it hadn’t been for the fact that he had just bought the phone, Ma Baocai would have wanted to throw the phone on the sofa in the car on the spot. .
He could only greet the eighteenth generation ancestors of everyone involved in the whole incident.
What a bully!
After calming down, he also understood that leaders need time and more information to make decisions.
It is impossible for them to act rashly until they understand Qing Yun’s true intentions.
No further action will be taken until after I have an interview with Qing Yun.
Ma Baocai looked at his watch, and it was three o'clock.
After stubbing out the cigarette butt, he threw it into the trash can at the door, as if he wanted to throw away all his worries.
Taking a deep breath, he straightened his back and walked quickly into the hotel.
He prayed in his heart, hoping that he was not wishful thinking and had correctly guessed the signal Qing Yun gave before leaving at noon.
Walking into the spacious and bright hotel lobby, Ma Baocai quickly glanced around.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a figure in the center of the hall.
That was Yang Bingnan, Qingyun’s security chief and department manager of the Yanhuang Group’s security department.
At this time, Yang Bingnan had his hands behind his back and his posture was upright. When he saw him coming in, he smiled at him. It was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time.
Ma Baocai’s anxious heart finally fell.
He understood correctly.
Qing Yun used the hotel matches, which was an obvious hint, and asked him to come to the hotel for a secret talk.
And when he knocked on the table three times, he was also making an appointment with Qing Yun for a specific time.
Ma Baocai let out a long sigh of relief, and then his mind became more alive.
It seems that his hat has been secured.
Qing Yun’s people are here, which means that the door to dialogue has not been closed. He still has a chance to fight for it, and there is also a chance to save the micro hard drive project in Guizhou Province.
The elevator door slowly closed, isolating the two figures from the sight of outsiders.
Ma Baocai took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and prepared to face the next challenge.
No matter what, he must seize this opportunity and find a way to break the situation for Qian Province and himself.
Ma Baocai followed Yang Bingnan and left the hotel lobby, the burden on his heart slightly relieved.
They did not go directly to the suite, but turned into the hotel's business center.
It is quiet and private, making it an ideal place for business negotiations.
The corridors of the business center are covered with thick carpets, and footsteps can hardly be heard here.
Yang Bingnan stopped in front of a door, knocked lightly, then opened the door and motioned for Ma Baocai to go in.
Ma Baocai walked into the reception room and found that the layout was simple and professional.
Qing Yun was the only one in the room. He was sitting at a small conference table, holding a document in his hand and looking attentive.
Seeing Ma Baocai come in, Qing Yun raised his head, closed the folder, stood up, and said hello with a smile.
"Director Ma, we meet again." Qing Yun's voice was calm, with a hint of elusive meaning.
"Hello, Chairman Qing." Ma Baocai responded with some caution in his tone.
The two sat opposite each other on the single sofa. After the waiter brought the tea and left, Qing Yun got to the point directly,
"Ma Hall, tell me. What’s going on with this project?”
Ma Baocai took a deep breath, knowing what the arrival of this moment meant.
He took a deep look at Qing Yun, then smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao Qing, you should have noticed."
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