After the divorce, he was pursued by the ex-husband of the boss

Chapter 188 The style of the work is very familiar

In the early morning of the next day, Fan Yaoming boarded a private jet and flew directly back to City A. He returned to the company without any rest, followed by a mighty group of bodyguards and Ling Feng.

Seeing Fan Yaoming's return, the higher-ups below were all incomparably surprised.

"Assistant Ling, why did the president come back so soon? Has the matter over there been resolved?"

"Yeah!" Ling Feng nodded with a smile, and quickly followed his footsteps to the elevator.

It happened to be lunch time, and the high-level executives who were going out to eat all looked at Fan Yaoming with admiration, and couldn't help sighing at Fan Yaoming's talent.

When Fan Yaoming returned to the office, there was already a pile of documents piled up on the desktop. He showed no signs of fatigue on his face. He unbuttoned his suit, took off his coat, and sat down to review the documents directly.

But only he knew in his heart that he couldn't calm down, became more and more irritable, and finally put down the work at hand, lay on the back of the chair, and fell asleep with his eyes fascinated.

Suddenly, a beautiful face flashed in my mind, and the stiff face softened a bit.

Jun Mou opened, sat upright, reached out and opened the second drawer in front of him. In addition to a bag of expired cold medicine, there was also a beautifully packaged box, a glass jewelry box.

Fan Yaoming glanced at the bag of cold medicine, his thoughts drifted away, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he reached for the exquisite jewelry box, opened it, and inside was a ten-carat loose diamond, which shone dazzlingly and noblely under the light. Blue glare.

Fan Yaoming's slender fingers gently stroked the ring, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart. The whole person seemed to be trapped in memories, smiling for a while, frowning for a while, but there was something else on that cold face. expression.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Fan Yaoming put the ring in his hand away, closed the jewelry box, put it back in its original place, and closed the drawer before making a sound.

"Come in!"

Ling Feng walked in with a document and put it in front of Fan Yaoming, the top one was an invitation letter.

"Mr. Fan, this is the invitation letter for the National Jewelry Design Competition Awards Ceremony and the award-winning works. The other party is looking forward to your attendance." Ling Feng stretched out his hand to open the invitation letter, and then stood aside.

Fan Yaoming took it and took a look, the time of the event was in the afternoon, but it was just a casual look, these activities were always attended by the people below, he seldom participated.

"President Fan! The organizer has invited you many times, are you going this year?" Even though he knew Fan Yaoming's plan, Ling Feng still asked for his opinion.

"Just let the design director participate. He has always participated in these activities. Have you started yet?" Fan Yaoming dropped the invitation letter and raised his eyes to ask Ling Feng.

"Vice President Lin and President Xu have already set off." Now that the award ceremony is less than two hours away, the two bosses have already set off to prepare.

This matter was also reported to Fan Yaoming, but in the morning, the other party invited him again and sincerely invited Mr. Fan. Ling Feng couldn't refute the other party's kindness, so he had to ask for instructions again. It is said that the winner of the highest award this time is not a domestic designer. , but the famous overseas design master LS.

"Well, it's fine for them to go, you go out first." Fan Yaoming waved his hand, put aside the invitation letter and the award-winning work in front of him, and planned to start working, but a piece of design work flashed in his eyes.

After a pause, he hurriedly reached out and took out the work, and looked at it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, his brows were furrowed.

this is not……

(End of this chapter)