Sweet pet 100 points: Lawyer husband is too clingy

The general manager sighed: "That's right, what the president meant. Maybe he also wants you to exercise more, and by the way, he also wants you to become a full-time employee as soon as possible."

Song Qingyu hesitantly took the plan and documents, nodded, then raised his head and asked, "Manager, who is the president of our company?"

The general manager replied: "It's Mr. Li. It's the first one you saw on the employee list some time ago."

Song Qingyu nodded, remembering the Rong Feina she met at the company's gate that day, she had no choice but to thank the general manager as she was being overwhelmed.

The general manager walked out of Song Qingyu's office only to realize that Rong Feina should be the president of the company now.It's just that Rong Feina has always emphasized not to reveal her identity.

He also remembered that Song Qingyu was still an employee during the probationary period. Although there was a high chance of staying, since Rong Feina had already reminded her, it was better not to say it so soon.

Thinking of this, the general manager stopped worrying and left here.

In the office, Song Qingyu looked at the documents and frowned.

This plan is not easy to do.

The suburb in the south of the city is a happy land, close to the residential area, and the transportation is convenient. The higher-level development is to increase the economic vitality of the city. This bidding is to find a company that can first cooperate with this square.After enterprises invest in this square, correspondingly, the enterprises that successfully bid will have the first business right and the largest exhibition area.

For a commercial plaza, it has the first full business and the largest exhibition area. As long as the proposed plan is reasonable and innovative, and does not conflict with the ideas of the superiors, it will be considered a success.

Once the bidding is successful, the economic benefits will be immeasurable.What's more, the south of the city is a high-tech development zone in the future. Such a sweet pastry, except for the most powerful Gu family who has already bought another piece of land nearby, is a rare opportunity for other companies.

Because of this, other companies bidding with this company will definitely use the best manpower to face it.The high-level executives handed over this matter to a newcomer, either because of unconditional trust, or because they wanted to test their own strength.

Song Qingyu frowned, and quickly ruled out the first possibility.

After a long time, Song Qingyu sighed and lay down on the chair.

For such a difficult project, with her ability, she must be powerless and unable to achieve her satisfaction.

Song Qingyu immediately thought of Gu Mubai.Gu Mubai's business acumen is no worse than Gu Shigeng's. Such a project should not be difficult for him.But Song Qingyu just thought of it for a few seconds, and immediately dismissed the idea.

If Gu Mubai continued to see hope because of this incident, it would be the worst development.

For some reason, Song Qingyu suddenly remembered the French sentence that Gu Mubai said on the plane when he and Gu Mubai went to Paris to attend the wedding.

To this day, Song Qingyu has no way of knowing what Gu Mubai said that day.

Just a single misheard word can completely reverse the meaning of an entire sentence.Song Qingyu never dared to ask, for fear that if she asked, it would make Gu Mubai's ashes come back again.

Je ne t'aime peut-être plus.I may not love you anymore.

If this sentence was true, Song Qingyu might deceive himself for a while.However, Song Qingyu was afraid that it was another sentence that she did not expect.If it was really another sentence, then she could hardly be cruel.

Song Qingyu shook his head, pinched the bridge of his nose, and thought of Qin Lan again.

Just do it, Song Qingyu immediately called Qin Lan.Qin Lan over there probably just woke up, her voice was still hoarse: "Xiaoyu? What's wrong?"

Song Qingyu hesitated for a while and asked, "Qin Lan, are you busy these days?"

"Busy." Qin Lan yawned, but she accidentally knocked over something, and it was obvious that she was sleeping on her stomach on the desk. "Do you know the commercial plaza in the south of the city? Bidding has started recently. My boss threw everything at me, exhausted me, really..."

Only then did Song Qingyu remember that Qin Lan's company also intended to compete in that commercial plaza.The idea of ​​asking Qin Lan for help was dismissed from her mind once again.

"How are you in the new company? Are the employees okay?" Qin Lan asked worriedly, and before Song Qingyu could speak, she began to complain: "I told you to come to our place, but you didn't listen... How great it would be to be my secretary, you don't have to see Gu Mubai every day."

Song Qingyu couldn't help laughing: "If I go to your place, you probably won't let me do anything."

Having been exposed, Qin Lan laughed dryly, and then remembered the purpose of Song Qingyu's call: "What are you calling me for? Is there something wrong?"

Song Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly replied with a smile: "It's nothing, I just called you, to express my sympathy for Vice Chairman Qin's hard work."

Qin Lan spat on the other end: "Come on, you don't usually feel so sympathetic to me."

"Don't you know how difficult it is to work in this kind of company?" Song Qingyu laughed.She is very good at coaxing Qin Lan.

Qin Lan snorted, and exchanged a few words with Song Qingyu. She wanted to say a few more words, but because the secretary was knocking on the door, she hurriedly said: "If you need help, just tell me, I will definitely help .”

Song Qingyu smiled gratifiedly, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyu sighed deeply.

You can't find Gu Mubai, and you can't cause trouble for Qin Lan. It seems that this project can only be done by racking your brains.

Song Qingyu even forgot to eat when she got home, and locked herself in the study without preparing dinner.When Gu Mubai finished his day's work and returned home hungry, what he saw was still the closed door of the study.

Gu Mubai sighed, and asked Jin Yi to pick up Gu Yanan later when he came back, and by the way, asked Gu Yanan to settle the dinner outside.

Jin Yi was a little puzzled: "Boss, then your dinner..."

Gu Mubai opened the only spaghetti left in the refrigerator, and said lightly: "Your sister-in-law and I will solve it by ourselves, and the child will get in the way."

Jin Yi fell silent immediately.

The corners of Jin Yi's mouth twitched fiercely, and he laughed twice: "It's just as long as the boss is happy." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

The brothers around looked at Jin Yi with a complicated expression, and asked in confusion: "What's the matter? What did the boss ask you to do?"

Jin Yi couldn't say that he had eaten a handful of dog food, so he could only hold down the head of a brother next to him to vent, and didn't speak for a long time.

In the end, Jin Yi slapped the table and called Yin Hao: "Damn mouse, you come to change shifts tomorrow! I'll go to Big Brother Bai to help!"

Yin Hao, who was having dinner, didn't know why Jin Yi was so angry all of a sudden, so he frowned and said, "Brother Baihong has Shi Lei, where are you going? Are you in the way?"

Jin Yi was silent again.

Jin Yi hung up the phone silently, then sat back in his seat silently, and stopped talking.

Before Song Qingyu came out, Gu Mubai looked at the only ingredients left in the refrigerator, and sighed: "I forgot to buy ingredients again..."

This is not the first time. Every time Song Qingyu gets busy and shuts herself in the study, she will always be full of work when she goes home. It is normal to forget such things as buying ingredients.

Gu Mubai talked about giving him the matter of buying ingredients many times, but Song Qingyu always used Gu Mubai's busy work as an excuse to take this matter on himself - obviously, it was not reliable.

Gu Mubai smiled helplessly, took out the pasta in the refrigerator that was only enough for two people, walked into the kitchen and started cooking.

Huo Nanqi has been working more recently, he has become less stern-faced than in the past, and quarrels with Gu Mubai every day, so he has discussed profound "life issues" with Gu Mubai many times.It's nothing more than starting to talk about how his cousin treats his wife well, which often makes Gu Mubai miss Huo Nanqi who yells at every turn.

However, Huo Nanqi always said the right thing: "Brother Mubai, I think you have done well enough."

Gu Mubai turned a deaf ear to this sentence at the time, and seemed to be nonchalant, but whenever he thought about it, he would still feel a little absent-minded.

When Gu Mubai finished dinner, Song Qingyu's biological clock also reminded her to come out.

For this project, Song Qingyu cannot be said to be at a loss what to do. Although she is a little unfamiliar with interior design, after all, she was able to transfer to the Department of Fashion Design only by virtue of achieving excellent results in interior design. Just a few days to get acquainted.

Except for how to win the bid, Song Qingyu had no idea.

Her years in the Song Corporation were not enough for her to be familiar with business enough.What's more, Song Qingyu had no interest in business since she was a child. Song Jianye respected her preferences and never forced her to develop in business except for basic business theory.

Song Qingyu didn't expect that after many years, he would actually come into contact with commercial things.

The Song family has in-depth study of business knowledge, only Song Yusi and Song Qingyan.It is impossible for Song Yusi to find someone. Song Qingyan also has her own affairs in the university. Song Qingyu is completely isolated and helpless in this project. Only sporadic knowledge on the Internet can give her a rough understanding of the general situation.

When Song Qingyu came out of the study, Gu Mubai was leaning against the door, looking at her with a half-smile: "How many times have you said this? Leave the matter of buying ingredients to me."

Song Qingyu's high-speed brain had just relaxed, and he was a little stunned for a while. When the smell of pasta wafted over, Song Qingyu remembered that he had forgotten to buy ingredients and came back. He blushed: "I'm sorry, I ..."

Gu Mubai pulled her out of the study, gently pinched her face: "Okay, eat something quickly, aren't you hungry?"

After being told by Gu Mubai, Song Qingyu felt that his stomach was already aching.