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Several men in the conference room let out several heavy sighs at the same time.

The atmosphere was tense, Qiu Songqi sat at the first position on the left side of the long table, turned his fingers a few times, and the pen flew out, and fell to the table with a "click".

"This plan doesn't work, we have to change it no matter what!" Sitting in the middle, Dai Bo said to the KT representative on the remote screen.

Dai Bo is the chairman of the board of directors of Qiu Songqi's company. In Qiu Songqi's opinion, the only words to describe his behavior are rigid and mean.

If I had to add another word, it would be stubborn.

If you don't let the other party compromise, you won't go back.

Qiu Songqi kept looking at his watch. The meeting that started at four o'clock was abruptly turned on until eight o'clock, and the plan was changed countless times.

Everyone's head was dizzy.

"But this is already the best solution for both parties." The KT representative said after a few seconds of delay, and then uploaded a document, "Mr. Qin said that it cannot be changed, otherwise the cooperation will be difficult."

Qiu Songqi knew that the KT Group would benefit the most from this cooperation, but he didn't care about it.

The so-called cooperation is nothing more than taking what they need. The other party is an old-fashioned big group, and what they want is to reap the benefits, but what they want here is exposure.

This is exactly what can be achieved by joining a new company, so Qiu Songqi agreed to the cooperation invitation on behalf of the company, but he did not expect Dai Bo to be so obsessed with the distribution of profits.

"President." Seeing that procrastination is not an option, a woman finally came in, lowered her head and asked what Dai Bo said, and Dai Bo knocked on the table a few minutes later, "Let's end the meeting, Qiu Songqi, please stay."

Qiu Songqi groaned inwardly.

Sure enough, after everyone dispersed with relief, Dai Bo began to scold: "How many times have I told you that the first plan must be read to me first, absolutely! Why did you make a decision without authorization?"

"I organized a meeting, and more than half of the board of directors approved it. It's not an arbitrary decision." Qiu Songqi explained, feeling very annoyed.

He really couldn't understand the older generation of entrepreneurs like Dai Bo.

Money is very important, but fame is even more important. With fame, money comes naturally. Why doesn't Dai Bo understand that.

"Who told you to organize the meeting without authorization?"

"It's not organized without authorization. I am responsible for the business chain with KT, which is within the scope of my duties."

Qiu Songqi's words were correct, Dai Bo became a little annoyed, and threw the phone on the table: "Go back! Let's talk tomorrow!"

"Goodbye, President." Qiu Songqi went out sullenly.

He slammed the car door shut, forgetting about picking up his son.

Cursing the cars that shuttled back and forth all the way, I went home.

When I got back, it was 08:30 and the house lights were on.

It's been a long time since he came back so early. Normally, he would still be arguing with Dai Bo, but today he chose to accept "Let's talk tomorrow".

After all, Ni Xiangping was arguing with him for a divorce.He still has to follow him more or less.

As soon as Qiu Songqi opened the door, the house was full of large and small cardboard boxes. Ni Xiangping squatted behind one of the boxes, only half of his head could be seen, like a rabbit with two ears exposed.

He is packing up.

Qiu Songqi came in, but Ni Xiangping didn't look up.

Qiu Songqi glanced at the cardboard boxes, patted them and asked, "Why do you buy so many boxes? You can't even stack them at home."

Ni Xiangping sealed the box in his hand, and replied softly: "I want to pack my things. Don't worry, I'll pack it up tomorrow. It won't take up space."

"Packed away? Why?" Qiu Songqi squatted next to him, helping him seal another cardboard box, and asked curiously, "Do you want to sell it? Why sell these things properly?"

"It's all quite new." He added.

"Not for sale." Ni Xiangping stacked them, pushed the suitcase out of the room, and said, "It's moving away."

When he said this, he looked at Qiu Songqi gently with his eyes, as if saying that today's weather is not bad.There is no other emotion.

Qiu Songqi was stunned. Yesterday Ni Xiangping took out the divorce agreement. He thought he had a vision problem, but now he thought he also had a hearing problem.

"What did you say? Move away? You?" Qiu Songqi stood up and looked at him suspiciously. Ni Xiangping nodded.

"Where to move?" Qiu Songqi's doubts deepened, and he asked loudly with surprise, "Where can you go?"

Ni Xiangping reported the address to him, and then said: "If you have time, come and see Haihai. Of course, I believe you don't have the time."

When Qiu Haihai was mentioned, Qiu Songqi remembered that he said he wanted to pick him up today, but he failed.

Could it be that Ni Xiangping wanted to move because of this matter, just like he wanted a divorce because of the same thing yesterday—it was so unreasonable that he was bored.

It's time for Ni Xiangping to rest.

Qiu Songqi took a deep breath, and then let it out heavily, suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart: "What do you want?"

Ni Xiangping was taken aback by his rhetorical question: "You mean me? I want to divorce you. That's it."

"Enough is enough, okay, my aunt—?" Qiu Songqi dragged on the last few words, "I came back yesterday and you are going to have a divorce, and today you are going to run away from home again, aren't you a child? You have to lose your temper too There is a limit."

"Do you think I'm losing my temper with you? Then you have to take another Chinese comprehension class." Ni Xiangping's heart sank heavily. Qiu Songqi never felt a sense of crisis, as if everything should be beautiful. What happened to him? Only then can I believe that I am really going to divorce.

Qiu Songqi's heart skipped a beat, Ni Xiangping didn't seem to be joking, not at all.

He stared at Ni Xiangping for a while, then suddenly asked, "Where is the divorce agreement?"

"It's put away."

"Give it to me." He held out his hand.

Ni Xiangping stood where he was, didn't go to get it, and didn't speak.

"I said bring it to me." Qiu Songqi was a little anxious now.

"We'll see you tomorrow." Ni Xiangping didn't bother to look for information, he rubbed his shoulders and walked to Haihai's room.

Qiu Songqi followed: "If you don't give it to me now, I won't ask for it back."

Qiu Songqi thought about threatening him, maybe Ni Xiangping would regret it.

Sure enough, Ni Xiangping stopped, and Qiu Songqi gritted his teeth and continued, "Think carefully, I can forgive you for making such a fuss, but if you insist on doing this, I won't keep you."

Ni Xiangping was stunned for a while, feeling as if ten thousand little bugs lived in his heart, biting them bit by bit, which was extremely painful.

These words came from Qiu Songqi's mouth.

Ni Xiangping smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, his shoulders trembled with a sneer, he sniffed and turned around, asking calmly, "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Qiu Songqi answered him carefully.

"What do you want to eat?" Ni Xiangping didn't go to Haihai's room, he went straight to the kitchen, Qiu Songqi said: "It's all...you can, whatever you want."

Qiu Songqi hasn't eaten anything made by Ni Xiangping for a long time, the main reason is that he hasn't come back for dinner for a long time.

But now that Ni Xiangping suddenly behaved like this, he didn't understand what Ni Xiangping was doing.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Ni Xiangping brought out a bowl of fried rice noodles, and handed him the chopsticks: "Eat."

Seeing the food, Qiu Songqi felt at ease, took a few strokes of the chopsticks and finished eating. Ni Xiangping looked at him, his nose ached, and silently cleaned up the dishes for him. While washing the dishes, Qiu Songqi stood beside him .

Ni Xiangping continued to keep quiet, Qiu Songqi didn't dare to say anything, and finally Ni Xiangping took Qiu Songqi's clothes and went to sleep.

Qiu Songqi lay on his side, put his arms around Ni Xiangping, and said in a low voice: "What about you, you shouldn't talk about divorce and relocation all day long, this will only increase my troubles and is meaningless."

He felt that the company's affairs were annoying enough, and Ni Xiangping should be considerate.

"You know I won't divorce you. So stop making trouble and be obedient."

"Well. Go to sleep. Good night." Ni Xiangping turned over and carried his back.

On the second day, Qiu Songqi's alarm clock unexpectedly didn't ring. It was past nine o'clock when he woke up, and it was rare for him to sleep for a full twelve hours.

He turned around and stretched, and the right half of the bed was empty.

Qiu Songqi suddenly sat up, got out of bed and went to the living room to see, the suitcases from last night were gone, and Haihai's room was also as clean as washing.

He thought he was still dreaming, pinched his thigh, and jumped up in pain.

He found out his mobile phone and wanted to call Ni Xiangping to ask for clarification, but he saw the text message from Ni Xiangping: I will wait for you on the small bench in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.