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"Hongyuan, have you had dinner?" Yi Wanjun, leaning against the sofa in the office and covered with her coat, called Shen Hongyuan, who was cooking in Haicheng for the first time today. On this day, they were passing accident information to each other and had no private time to greet each other.

"Hmm! I've eaten. How about you? I'm not here. You should take care of yourself. You're still in the company? Go home and have a rest, Wan Jun, okay?"

Shen Hongyuan holds the phone and looks at the beautiful night scene of Haicheng. He knows her too well. Once she encounters problems at work, she likes to lock herself in the president's office. She is looking for her belief that she must adhere to. She carries too many responsibilities that should not belong to her.

"Well, you, you should also take good care of yourself, eat and sleep on time. Did the families of the injured make trouble?"

She is most worried about Shen Hongyuan's personal safety. She is afraid that those families will hurt people and vent their anger.

Hearing Yi Wanjun say this, Shen Hongyuan touched the gauze wrapped around his head with one hand, paused and said, "no, it has been comforted. All compensation and aftercare are going on steadily, but I may be able to go back for some time, so remember to think of me!"

In fact, he had already ordered him to go down and hide his injury. He didn't want Yi Wanjun to worry about him anymore.

"Then you must pay attention to safety, you know?" Yi Wanjun asked uneasily.

"OK, don't worry, but should you go home?" Shen Hongyuan's low and mellow voice came faintly from the microphone.

Yi Wanjun felt warm in her heart, smiled softly and said, "OK, I'll go home right away. En... Then I'll hang up?"

"Good," Shen Hongyuan said.

Yi Wanjun hung up the phone, got up, dressed in good clothes, tidied her hair and walked out.

At this time, a depressing atmosphere filled everyone's body.

"Mom," Yi Nian rushed into the arms of Yi Wanjun who had just entered the door, "Mom, why did you come back? People are starving. Let's go to dinner!"

Yinian took her to the restaurant. She knew that her mother must be too busy to eat.

Shen Zhizhuo and Ling CHENFENG were already sitting at the table in the restaurant. After greeting each other, they began to eat. The quiet and peaceful atmosphere made the dinner very pleasant.

Because everyone doesn't want Yi Wanjun to come home and is still immersed in depression, everyone doesn't ask about what happened in the company.

Yi Nian lowered her head and ate the rice in the bowl. From time to time, she glanced at Yi Wanjun, who gave everyone the dishes.

Yi Wanjun glances at Yi Nian, who is full of questioning eyes, with a slight smile and asks, "what does Xiao Nian want to know?"

"Nothing. Is today's dinner delicious?" Yi Nian awkwardly changed the topic.

"Well, it's delicious."

"Yes, I arranged today's dinner. It's all my mother's favorite." Yi Nian said like asking for credit.

Yi Wanjun smiled and felt very warm. Her daughter knew she loved her.

At this time, Shen Zhijiao got up politely and said, "I'm ready. Please take your time."

"Well," Yi Wanjun smiled and nodded.

"Are you full? Just a little." looking at Shen Zhihuo who got up to leave, Yi Nian asked with some concern.

Shen Zhi's burning body slightly paused, gave her a faint look, slightly nodded his head and left.

Yi Wanjun looks at their interaction and thinks that Xiaonian still has a long way to go.

At this time, Ling CHENFENG continues to struggle with the delicious food on the table as if nothing had happened. He turns sadness into appetite! It is said that delicious food is the best remedy for lovelorn. Although his relationship never started.

Shen Zhizhuo returned to the room and turned on the computer. It was a tender document. A sneer arose from the corners of his mouth. Although he didn't know who hit Yishi this time, he should really thank him. Yishi lost the bid last time, but without Yishi in front this time, he will succeed this time.

The phone at hand rang. Shen Zhihuo picked up the phone and pressed the answer button without looking.

"When I say Shen Zhihuo, you're not authentic. Doesn't it make sense to kill him while he's ill? Why do you give people a few days to recover? Hey, but I like taking advantage of the fire, ha ha..." there was a burst of gloating and flat laughter over the phone.

Shen Zhihuo ignored the ridicule on the phone and said positively, "the bidding meeting next week is ready. I don't want any mistakes.".

"Don't you trust me?"

"What do you say?" Shen Zhizhuo mercilessly hit the narcissistic person on the phone.

Chu Yufan over there choked and said, "last time was an accident, accident, Hei hei."

"Did you have too many accidents?" Chu Yufan's teeth itched when he thought of the delay in bidding because of chasing girls last time.

"That what, I hung up ha, the elder sister told me to eat." Chu Yufan cut off the phone like running away.

Shen Zhizhuo listened to the blind sound from his mobile phone, shook his head helplessly, put down his mobile phone, then got up to make himself a cup of coffee, stood in front of the window, looked up at the sky and meditated.

I don't know why, he always felt that some things seemed to go beyond his previous expectations and develop in an unpredictable direction

The next day, Yishi's shares fell several points on the whole, and some real estate cooperation cases on hand were also informed by the partners to suspend and discuss again. The whole Yishi fell into a depressed atmosphere for a time.

"Madam, this is the tender proposal of the young master." a middle-aged man in a black suit and long and elegant handed a blue folder to the person called Madam in front of him.

The woman called Madam sat behind the huge desk, picked up the papers and looked through them. "Well, is everything ready in the trade zone?" she asked the middle-aged man in front of her while browsing the documents.

"Everything is in the lady's hands," the man replied.

"Just..." he looked up with a little hesitation at the middle-aged but still outstanding lady in front of him.

"Peng Kui, you haven't been with me for a year or two. You should know what to ask and what not to ask." the woman called Madam threw away the document, grabbed her coat and left.

Peng Kui looked at the resolute figure disappearing into his sight. He sighed helplessly and drowned himself in endless hatred. Can he really make her happy?

Peng Kui laughed at himself. He was not alone for her. Shaking his head, he packed up the scattered documents and left.

Yizhai

At the door of Shen Zhijiao's room on the second floor, Yinian, dressed in white sportswear, was wandering in front of the door, biting his index finger.

"Click..." the door was opened inside. Shen Zhihuo, who was going downstairs, was startled by Yi Nian at the door. He looked at Yi Nian who wanted to stop talking suspiciously. For the first time, he took the initiative to ask, "what's up?"