Ex-wife, please remarry me

The other company has not given a clear answer, and several domestic companies are interested in YL's project.

If her estimation is correct, I'm afraid that several other companies will also come to negotiate in these days.

At that time, YL company can choose more excellent partners from them.

If this is the case, it seems that she really wants to please Qishi.

He is the main person in charge of this project. If he likes them, it will be easier to win this project?

Although the market is full of deception, there are many things to go through the back door.

But if song churan is allowed to please anyone, maybe she can do it perfectly.

However, if the target of flattery is Qishi, song churan feels that some skills in his body have not been fully developed.

Forget it, the more I think about these things, the more headache I feel.

Before she came over, she had made full preparations, and she believed that she would be sure to win this project.

After taking a bath, song churan looked at the time again.

It's already ten o'clock in the evening. At this time, should Lu Juncheng still be working?

Song churan leans on the bed, looks up at the ceiling, and is silent for a long time. However, he can't help but turn around and look at his recharged mobile phone on the bedside table.

Two mobile phones, 24-hour standby mode, but can not hear the sound you want to hear.

Song churan feels that he seems to have failed more than Qishi.

At least now they are divorced, and they have nothing to do with each other.

But what is she?

Although husband and wife in name, they are strangers, just like strangers.

Such a marriage, song churan really do not understand, why they are reluctant to divorce!

Helplessly shook his head, song churan will be fixed hair clip down, and then put on the bedside table, turn off the light, nothing.

The sky outside the window has been gloomy since the morning, and Lu Juncheng's face has been gloomy these two days.

Every time Cao Zijian sent in a document, he felt that he was staring at great pressure.

He was a little puzzled. What was the matter with Lu Juncheng's black cloud expression.

Is it because there is something wrong with a small project of the company, so Lu Juncheng is not happy?

But that little problem has been solved this morning?

What's their boss doing with a face?

Cao Zijian's puzzled eyes looked at Lu Juncheng's face for a long time, and then suddenly it was like thinking of something!

No wonder the deputy general manager has been on a business trip to the UK these days. It seems that it must be because of this problem.

"How long are you going to stare at me?"

The cold voice came from the top of his head, which made Cao Zijian shiver.

"Boss, I don't think you are in a good mood!"

"Yes? Is there a problem? "

Without waiting for Cao Zijian to answer, Lu Juncheng directly handed the signed document to Cao Zijian.

"This document will be sent to the design department immediately, and then..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Juncheng's cell phone rang.

Lu Juncheng frowned, but when he saw the number on the mobile phone screen, the expression on his face immediately became serious.

"How's it going? Has anyone been found? "

Standing in front of his desk, Cao Zijian picked his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

Boss, who are you looking for?

But it's not his turn to study deeply. Lu Juncheng Teng, who was originally sitting behind his desk, stood up and grabbed the car key on the desk. Then he rushed out and couldn't wait to ask on the phone: "are you sure? OK, you continue to follow. I'll go now... "

The voice has not yet fallen, but the shadow of Lu Juncheng has disappeared behind the door.

Cao Zijian held the document in one hand and scratched his head with one hand.

What's going on?

Who can let the boss rush out in such a hurry?

Looking at a lot of documents piled up on his desk, Cao Zijian felt even more strange.

Although Lu Juncheng is not a workaholic who spends every day in the office, he is not a person who leaves his work for something.

Unless it's more important than work.

The car makes a sharp U-turn from the garage and then leaves. Along the way, Lu Juncheng drives fast and talks on the phone.

He asked the person on the other end of the phone to watch carefully, not to be noticed.

Last time, it was because they rashly went up to say hello that they lost them.

This time, he must not make the mistake he made last time.

After confirming the location of the other party, Lu Juncheng drove the car to the door of a coffee shop and stopped.

He sat in the car, staring at the woman sitting by the window.