Life With You

George Sheng said: "Who slapped you in the face?"

Chang Jing said happily: "You, just you! I lowered the window to call you, you didn't pretend to hear it, if it wasn't for the red light, I could let you off?"

George Shengnao made up the picture. Chang Jingle and Song Xi were chasing after each other irritably. It may have been only half of the body recently. With Chang Jingle's temper, the car could not catch up. He would definitely lower the window and pull his neck. Shouting, Song Xi heard his movement and could only throw him farther...Hey, I feel sad to think about it.

Sighing to himself, George Sheng said: "I told you not to chase after."

Chang Jingle was still dry, frowning and eagerly said: "You are very strange today, it feels like hell..."

After a pause, he suddenly said, "Is there anyone else in your car?"

George Sheng must have seen Chang Jingle nothing. He was relaxed and replied tightly: "What do you mean?"

Chang Jingle said, "You don't have a woman in your car, right?"

George Sheng said indifferently: "I feel that if you don't become a paparazzi, it really wastes the heart of an eight-woman."

Chang Jingle responded quickly, "Don't change the subject with me. You haven't said who is in your car yet."

George Sheng didn't think it was a bit more ridiculous, "Who let you miss it, you have the ability to chase cars."

Chang Jingle choked, and then the dog hurriedly jumped over the wall and said: "Don't force me to go to the traffic team to monitor!"

George Sheng was even more disdainful, "Go ahead, I want to see who dares to check my car for you."

Chang Jingle, "...you do, you wait!"

George Sheng looks down on people like "you're waiting" the most. Don't wait, he just hangs up the phone. He unconsciously clicks the corner of his lips, and he doesn't know whether he is laughing at Chang Jingle, who is in a bad mood, or he is laughing. Song Xi, who was so optimistic about the scene.

Before I fully recovered, the door was knocked. Not long after, a high-ranking Haiwei walked in quickly, not daring to look directly at George Sheng's face. The man only glanced quickly, and then said in a nervous tone: "Joe Anyway, I just received a call from Thailand, saying that there was some minor problem with the steel that was docked this morning, and the Thai side is now rejecting the visa."

George Sheng looked down at the file, and said indifferently, "The problem is the problem. It doesn't matter how big or small, can it be solved?"

The senior management hurriedly responded, "It can be solved. I have contacted the domestic factory and worked overtime to ensure that another batch of goods will be shipped within 48 hours. We will pick up the goods from Thailand, and we can also find other buyers immediately. The total profit will not decline. , It’s just a bit urgent in time."

George Sheng still didn't lift his head, and said to himself: "Which link has a problem, let the person in charge pay for the overtime of the factory workers."

"Yes, I know."

The huge office is quiet.

Five seconds later, George Sheng raised his eyelids and looked at the man in front of him who looked at his nose, his nose at his mouth, his mouth at his mouth, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

The man shook his head, "Nothing."

After speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, and the man immediately returned to his senses, "You are busy, then I will go out first."

Turning around and leaving the office, the door closed, the male senior raised his head and took a deep breath, his palms were damp.

The expression on his face was a little confused. He stepped towards the office of the President's First Assistant. The male assistant saw him and said hello with a smile, "Senior executive, what's the matter?"

After the male senior came in, he closed the door mysteriously, looked at the assistant and said, "Is there any happy event for Mr. Joe today?"

When he asked, he was bewildered by the assistant's question. He paused and asked instead: "What's the matter?"

The male senior said: "Today there was an error in an overseas order. I came to see him first. Unexpectedly, Mr. Qiao just asked the supervisor of the error link to pay the workers to subsidize overtime, and he didn't go crazy!"

His expression carried a deep question that he couldn't believe so far, as if he was afraid that George Sheng was not mad at this moment, would he suddenly settle accounts after autumn.

Hearing that, the male assistant was not calm, he first thought hard, then opened the thick record file, and read it as he said: "What a happy event today..."

The senior man stretched out his hand to loosen the tie knot, and said with a self-seeking expression: "You can remember carefully, don't look back and forget anything, Mr. Joe..." reached out and wiped his neck.

The male assistant got a cold neck and quickly got up and said, "I'll ask the second and third helpers."

George Sheng’s mood is difficult to get along with all the year round. If he is difficult to get along with, this is safe and sound. If he is easy to get along with... everyone around him can’t sit still, for fear that this is the tranquility before the storm. Good meal before head.

However, George Sheng himself did not notice the difference. In his own words, he is actually very easy to get along with.

At a little later, George Sheng left the company to go out to socialize. The other party is Qiao Dingxiang’s good friend. This year is nearly 70. The old man has to go out to play golf on a hot day. Although there is a car along the way, there are people who come down with umbrellas, but after all The temperature is here, George Sheng is so upset that he is embarrassed to say that he is all these years old. Isn't it okay to suffer less sin?

Sitting on the golf cart and moving down, the phone that George Sheng put in his trouser pocket vibrated in the middle of the journey. He took it out and looked at it. It was a text message from Song Xi.

George Sheng clicked on it and saw a simple sentence above: The card holder is indeed me, and the money has been transferred.

When George Sheng saw this passage, the first reaction in his heart was to relax, followed by inexplicable comfort. The former was because she was no longer worried about her stepmother and sister playing tricks, and the latter was because she was reporting to him. .

"Zhi Sheng."

The old man in the front seat suddenly spoke, and George Sheng immediately looked up and put the phone away without a trace.

"Will you feel bored when you come out to play with me?"

George Sheng was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see the expression under his eyes. He saw the corners of his lips curled up slightly. The iceberg on Leng Jun's face immediately melted, and it was sunny in April.

His thin lips opened, and he replied aloud: "No, I haven't been out to play for a while. My dad said that you play the best golf. Let me come and learn from you."

The old man smiled very happily, put his hands on the crutches, and said with emotion: "I still remember when he played with your dad back then, he had no patience. He always said that the ball is small, so I don’t know why I like to play this. I said, don't all rich people like arty, the better you play this, the richer you will be. As soon as your dad hears it, he says immediately, then I want to play well... Hahahaha, in a blink of an eye, we are all old. "

"Zhi Sheng, I have been in friendship with your father for nearly 50 years. I am not like others. I just say something. I feel that when I see your father this time, his condition is not as good as in the first two years. Seventy-eight years old, although you are still young, your father is just a son like you. When are you going to find a girlfriend to come home and show him?"

When George Sheng heard the words, he was suddenly in his throat, unspeakably depressed and uncomfortable.