Kissing wife: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 129 Passing by
In the spacious and luxurious conference room, Xia Qianqian was the only one distributing and sorting out the documents in front of her. As time passed, she moved as fast as possible, but her injured knee still seriously hindered her movement.

Looking at the original thick documents, when only the last stack was left, it was time for the meeting, and the heads of various departments walked into the meeting room one after another.

No one cares about her, now she is just a little assistant who distributes materials, she carefully avoids everyone, doesn't rush into them, tries to "hide" her wounds, so as not to attract anyone's attention.

The idea of ​​leaving the stage early is impossible, Xia Qianqian pursed her lips tightly, and from the corner of her eyes, she looked at the seats that would soon be filled. In the end, there was only one document in her hand, and the empty leather seat in the middle. seat.

That was naturally the seat that only the president of Tianyu was qualified to sit in. The hands holding the documents couldn't help but tightened, and he walked slowly towards that seat, dragging his injured legs.

Although the conference room was full of people, there was still no conversation, and the voice of discussion was extremely quiet.

The name tag of "President" in the center is particularly conspicuous. Xia Qianqian put the last document there. At this time, the shirt on her body was soaked in cold sweat, and she lowered her eyes to look at the swollen and hideous knees on her white legs.

Because the materials were dropped on the ground before, she didn't have extra time to sort them out, so even though they had been divided, they still looked a bit messy now, but she had no time now.

Taking a deep breath, she gritted her teeth and walked towards the gate.

Click!

The door opened, and everyone in the conference room looked in that direction for a moment.

Su Luoli walked in with steady steps. The man was as handsome as a god of war in mythology. He exuded the aura of an absolute superior. He was so elegant and calm that no one dared to look directly at him.

His gaze was not as cold and flat as usual, but now it seemed like a falcon, sharp, sharp, and domineering.

With her head drooping, Xia Qianqian quickened her pace, her large movements touched the wound on her knee, cold sweat dripped down her face, and her pale features wrinkled into a ball.

The man walked past her, his deep gaze didn't stay on her for a second, and the two passed by.

The breath that belonged to that man passed into Xia Qianqian's nose for a moment, her footsteps paused for a second, and she staggered forward.

At this time, Su Luoli had already sat down, and falcon-like eyes scanned the people on both sides, and his eyes fell on the somewhat messy documents in front of him.

The directors of various departments sitting on both sides didn't even dare to show their breath, waiting for the man who looked like a king to speak first.

But the man who was "all eyes on" suddenly fell silent, without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.

He didn't open his mouth, so naturally the others didn't dare to overstep, they couldn't help booing each other with tense expressions.

There was a dead silence in the huge conference room, as if even the sound of breathing was so obvious.

Click!
It wasn't until the door opened and closed that people realized someone had gone out.

"The meeting begins!"

Almost at the same time, the man sitting on the main seat who had been silent all this time seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and spoke plainly.

(End of this chapter)