Beloved of Bossy President

Beiming night does not speak, Beiming even city can only be like him, continue to eat their own.

I don't know how long later, this time it's Beiming night's turn to stop, think about it, or can't help but give him a suggestion: "tell her you and I fell out, now there is no place to go."

Beiming Liancheng had a meal card in his throat. He coughed and swallowed it. His face was a bit strange. He raised his eyebrow and looked at him. He said in a stuffy voice: "boss, are you sure you're not playing with me?"

Even if he is not the richest man in Dongling or the president of imperial group, there is no place to go?

Beiming night flashed a little embarrassed, but it seemed that she was a little proud: "after I said this last night, she immediately agreed to go back to the company with me. You should consider whether you are playing with me or not."

He wiped the corner of his mouth with paper again, then stood up and left first.

The two brothers have always been like this. Even if they eat together, they will never waste their time waiting for each other because the other eats slowly and fast.

When you see two people coming in together and leaving back and forth, you have been used to it for a long time, and no one will feel that there is any problem.

However, just now, their expressions were more serious than ever before. It seems that something serious happened. Even the two Beiming gentlemen were baffled, right What's going to happen to the group?

It's not easy for two employees to panic.

If you know what they were hating just now, do you know if they will vomit blood and die on the spot?

For such a small problem Are the leaders too "two" today?

Soon everyone saw that just a few seconds after the president left, another Mr. Beiming also picked up a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth and left the restaurant in a hurry.

Two people walked into the lobby one after another. As Beiming night was about to go to the elevator, Beiming Liancheng behind him suddenly said in a deep voice: "don't think that your decision is always right. You are autocratic and never willing to listen to other people's opinions."

His face is red and his neck is thick. Those who don't know think he is angry, but some people know that he is just embarrassed and unwilling. He even despises himself.

Beiming night steps a meal, surprised just flash away in the eye, then look back at him.

What he wanted to say, but he still couldn't say this kind of line, so at last he just took a light look at Beiming Liancheng, then turned around and quickened his pace, and walked to the elevator.

Beiming Liancheng put his hands in his pocket and walked slowly. He still left his notebook in his office, so he had to go up and get it.

But isn't it a fight now? It doesn't seem appropriate to go in with him, so he walks very slowly.

After waiting for the private elevator on the northern night, he pressed it down again, took a long step and stepped in.

When entering Beiming night's office, Beiming night was already busy at his desk. Seeing that he was about to leave after taking his notebook, Beiming night suddenly hummed: "acting is so good, why don't you become an actor?"

Beiming Liancheng, who had already walked to the door, suddenly stopped, and something was flashing in his eyes. After a moment, he looked back at Beiming night, opened the door, and said in a cold voice, "even if you go to be an actor, it's better to stay in this company to see your face."

After that, he walked out and slammed the heavy door of the office.

The two assistants in the lobby on the 28th floor cowered behind their desks and carefully watched the dark faced Beiming Liancheng walk by. Although they didn't know what was going on, they were very uneasy.

It seems that the third young master of Beiming family and their president have never quarreled. How can they quarrel like this? When Mr. Liancheng left, he almost broke the door of their president's office.

In less than half an hour, this explosive news had spread throughout the office building. Even Yi Tang, who was out on business, had just returned to the company and received the news within three minutes.

When I entered the office of Beiming night, the president of Beiming was still working seriously, and there was nothing wrong.

Yi Tang doesn't know whether the news is true or false, but it seems that there are not many such things as quarreling with the captain of Liancheng. It should be said that almost never happened.

"What are you doing standing there?" Although the northern night did not look up, it also knew who was there.

Yi Tang walked over and put all the information he asked for on one side. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid that his husband would blame him for his many things. But he didn't ask, and he was curious to death.

Apart from curiosity, there was also a little uneasiness. After all, he knew very well that Mr. Xu and Minister Xun had just had a quarrel a few days ago. Maybe it was not a quarrel, but a direct fight.

However, Minister Xun is well now. He should have figured it out by himself. Then What about captain lien? What's the matter with him?

When Yi Tang hesitates, Bei MINGYE has finished his work. He is about to take the document he sent back for a look, but he finds that others are still standing in the same place, staring at himself in a daze."Very idle?" The eyebrows of his two swords twisted slightly.

Yi Tang wakes up immediately and wants to go. When he comes to the door, he still can't help looking back at Beiming night and asks softly, "what's the matter with Mr. and the captain of Liancheng? It's said that you two... "

"it looks like it's really busy." Beiming night glanced at him, "go to the finance department to make an application for money, and think of a project to cooperate with Xiao."

"Sir, I don't work in the project department." Lost Tong Dun when a face of grievance, is not much to ask a few words? How about this?

"Which of my people is not omnipotent? Or do you think you're not fit to stay in this position? "

Yi Tang was numb at his glance. What can he do except bow and nod? Decathlon, he seems to have more than decathlon, right?

drivers, bodyguards, assistants, eyeliners, private nannies, helpers, errands, emotional advisers... Well, it's not his turn, but there are many other things. Anyway, he's a busboy.

Submissive nodded, did not dare to ask more, to open the door, will go out.

I don't want to hear a low voice from my husband: "come back."

Lost Tang Wei Leng, just closed the door and went back to his desk. He looked at the night when he seemed to be thinking. He didn't speak and just waited quietly.

I don't think that when my husband asked him to go back, he told him to find a project to cooperate with Xiao. I don't need him to do it, sir Alas, when will it be so "conscience"?