The president is cold during the day and kisses at night

Chapter 128 Shang Yinghan's Face Is Cold

The secretary took the quotation and went out of the office without stopping for a second.

It happened that Cheng Ling raised his hand to knock on the door.

When Qin He's secretary came out with a pale face holding a pile of documents, Cheng Ling's heart also froze. The moment she stepped in, she clearly felt the sudden pressure of ice in the huge office.

She walked over anxiously, and put the phone on Shang Yinghan's right hand: "Mr. Shang, your phone."

Shang Yinghan raised his hand.

Cheng Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Qin He, who lightly lifted his chin, signaling her to go out.

In the meeting room, Li Cheng Ling didn't dare to stay longer, so she turned and went out.

Qin He saw Shang Yinghan pick up the phone and glance at it. That glance should be to see if there is a text message, WeChat, or phone call.He saw Shang Yinghan frowned and put down his phone, but his expression did not improve.

Since the establishment of the branch in Suicheng, Shang Yinghan has come to Suicheng for a meeting every month.

This time there is not only a meeting, but also an important reception to attend.

Qin He couldn't help but recall that from the time he got off the plane to the time he entered the meeting room, no matter what Shang Yinghan was doing or who he was meeting, he would check his phone from time to time.If he just looked at the time, he would look at his wristwatch instead of his mobile phone. He was obviously waiting for someone's call or text message.

However, I didn't wait until I entered the meeting room.

No wonder it's so hot...

The city gate caught fire, and they, the fish in the pond, suffered accordingly.

"Brother Han."

Qin He leaned forward with his upper body, and taking advantage of the time to reorganize the documents, he asked fearlessly, "Are you waiting for sister-in-law's call?"

Shang Yinghan glanced at him and said coldly, "What do you know?"

Qin He knew that he had guessed right, so he didn't spend money to inquire about the news from Chen Jianna.

"Brother Han, you have to take the initiative when dealing with women," Qin He said in an experienced tone: "Most women are shy, and they think that taking the initiative is not reserved, so before taking the woman, it is still necessary for the man to take the initiative, and he can't hold it for a moment. .”

For a person of Shang Yinghan's status, other women rushed up one after another to beg him to take a look.The woman who can make Shang Yinghan think about her should be the long-coveted weed grass that he found out from Chen Jian.

Shang Yinghan snorted softly, and said expressionlessly: "I'm in a meeting, how do you chase after women without this analysis?"

Qin He's face turned pale immediately, and he hurriedly said, "No, Brother Han, what I mean is..."

Shang Yinghan raised his hand, and it was Qin He who shut up.

Qin He had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

He realized that he was being mean-spirited just now, and he shouldn't talk nonsense regardless of the occasion. He thought it was to share worries, but it turned out to add fuel to the fire.

At this time, the secretary brought in the sorted documents and carefully placed them on the desktop on Shang Yinghan's right. After finishing these, the secretary looked at Qin He.Qin He turned his face away, and the little secretary stepped back and stood behind him.

Those present thought that the meeting was about to resume, but they saw Shang Yinghan picked up his phone and tapped twice on the table with his other hand: "The meeting is suspended, it will resume in half an hour."

After speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and got up to leave the meeting room.

As soon as Shang Yinghan left, the low air pressure in the entire conference room also disappeared, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.Some people looked at Qin He sympathetically, some people began to chatter about the acquisition, and some people discussed the reception tonight...

Qin He supported his forehead, thinking that he would never pretend to be smart again.

(End of this chapter)