Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Shu Dan's words always lingered in Xue he's ears, as if she had a repeater in her head, which was replayed all the time, which made her scared all the time, and even some grass and trees.

"What's the matter with you, madam? Isn't it uncomfortable? Why don't I ask the family doctor to come and see? " Aunt Cui looked at Xue Hebai with a smiling face and asked with concern.

You know, Xue he is not alone now. She has a young master in her stomach. If something happens to the mother and son, sir will not let them go!

Xue he panicked, looked at Aunt Cui with a worried face, shook his head, "I'm fine, don't call a doctor!"

She's not uncomfortable, but she can't get through it.

Shu Dan is right. If he stays here all the time, the child will not be guaranteed! Han Qichen was so disgusted with himself that he could not allow himself to have his child.

So, we have to go!

Aunt Cui carefully looked at Xue he and found that her face was very ugly and worried.

It's true that pregnant women are in a mood of uncertainty. Xue he doesn't seem to be all right, but she won't let him call a doctor! Aunt Cui had no choice but to quietly run to a place where no one was and send a text message.

In a conference room of Jiyu group.

The slightly fat man with glasses stood in his seat, explaining the new market plan. His voice was a little difficult. It sounded like the fault sound of a broken tape recorder.

"We have made a detailed and thoughtful plan this year. It is expected that we can stand at 15% of the sales of the same industry in China this year, which is based on last year..."

The man spoke excitedly, but all the people sitting below sat with their faces down.

It's not that they don't join in, but Han Qichen, who sits in the first place, has a gloomy face, his thin lips tightly closed into a white line, and his narrow eyes look at the opposite side dangerously. A chill emanates from him, which makes people feel cold on his back.

"Are you the new marketing manager last month?" Han Qichen's voice sounded as cold as ice, like a biting wind from hell.

The speaker was shocked, and the office fell into a dead silence.

"Hey, Mr. Han has a good eye. I was promoted last month!" The man didn't understand the current situation at all, because he was appreciated by the president and was full of joy.

Fool!

This is the voice of others in the office. But they all shut up and tried to reduce their sense of existence. People with some qualifications in the company know that the strange atmosphere is the precursor of President Han's anger. Who knows what kind of person will hit the muzzle of the gun?

"Oh!" Han Qichen snorted, and a cold chill burst out of his cold star's eyes.

Then he heard a bang. The folder in front of Han Qichen drew a beautiful arc in the air and hit the glass behind the speaker.

Everyone's heart tightened and silently lit a candle for the brother.

"Fifteen percent? This is the data your marketing department has given me for a month? " Han Qichen asked angrily. His cold eyes were like a steel nail, which could directly stab people to death.

"Mr. Han... I..." the man was at a loss, but he was overwhelmed by Han Qichen's momentum, and a cold sweat had burst out on his forehead. He tried to say something to save the current bad situation, but his brain was like a short circuit and couldn't organize language.

"Jiyu group doesn't raise disabled people. Don't fire you from today on!" Han Qichen rubbed his forehead and tried to restrain his anger.