Regretful, Mr. Lin's pursuit of his wife ended in a funeral

After being tormented by Lin Qingxuan like this, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. I only had porridge for breakfast and didn't eat lunch. Now my stomach was growling and I was so hungry that my eyes were dizzy. I got into the car and quickly ate some snacks before I felt better.

"Sister, you're finally here. With the president's visit today, half of everyone's salary is gone."

Ajie quickly came up to complain.

"If you don't want your salary to be deducted, avoid the president when you see him. Remember that?"

"Sister, don't you think the president has changed?" Ajie still refused to give in.

"I don't think so. He's just like that. Go prepare the materials for tonight, and then confirm everything with Mr. Zhang."

"Sister..." Ajie wanted to say a few more words, but was choked back by Gu Xiqing's sharp eyes, "I'll go check it out right away."

ten minutes later.

"Sister, the order from Mr. Zhang has come through. The president went there and I heard he only stayed for two minutes to close the deal."

Gu Xiqing, who was sorting out the information, was slightly stunned.

These things were thrown to her before. When did Lin Qingxuan become so kind?

"I see. I don't have anything to do this afternoon, so I'll leave work early."

Although she was confused, Gu Xiqing didn't want to go back to Tinghai, so she sat in the office, looking at the tall buildings outside the window, which were illuminated red by the setting sun and then gradually swallowed by the darkness.

Night falls slowly.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when I finished the work at hand, so I simply wrapped myself in a blanket and took a rest.

"I'm so hungry..." Gu Xiqing was the only one left in the whole building. Her stomach was growling so loudly that she had no choice but to put on her coat and go out to eat.

I went downstairs, ate something at a random restaurant, and then drove to Zhuhaiyuan.

She also has her own small house in S City.

I don’t want to go back to Tinghai, nor do I want to go back home.

Speaking of which, I haven’t been back for a long time and I miss it a little.

An aunt comes to clean the house every week to prevent it from accumulating dust.

Take a shower, put on a facial mask, and lie down on the bed. I never thought of such a leisurely day before.

At that time, my whole mind was on Lin Qingxuan and Tiansheng.

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"Boss Lin, you have to give us some profit, right?"

"Boss Yu, it was you who approached Tiansheng to cooperate, not Tiansheng who approached you."

Lin Qingxuan crossed his legs, his expression cold and his words gave no room for negotiation: "Since Mr. Yu thinks this is not acceptable, then our conversation ends here."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and made another call, but still no one answered.

"Okay, okay, okay... Mr. Lin, since you are here in person, it's whatever you say." After considering it again and again, Mr. Yu finally agreed to the project.

He heard that Tiansheng's projects last year were all negotiated by the vice president, who was a beautiful woman.

I could get some practical benefits from talking to her, but I never expected that this time, the president of Tiansheng would come to manage this project personally.

"Mr. Yu is very straightforward. Please leave the rest to my assistant. I have something else to do, so I'll excuse you. Eat and drink well here, I'll pay the bill."

After a perfunctory greeting, Lin Qingxuan drove back to Tinghai while calling Gu Xiqing.

In the past, no matter how late he came home, Gu Xiqing would wait for him at home.

He either curled up on the sofa to sleep, or worked overtime in the study through video conference, and occasionally fell asleep in the second bedroom.

"Gu Xiqing."

When I opened the door, a cold wind blew in.

There was no one waiting for him in the living room. He opened the door of the study and found that the bookshelves inside were still empty.

The bathrooms in the second and master bedrooms were deserted and no one was around.

"Gu Xiqing!"

I called dozens of times, but no one answered.