Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 86 Annual meeting, sudden change

“After doing it for a long time, it turned out to be a shabby settlement.” Someone sighed.

Gu Qingwei couldn’t help but sneered: “It’s not just a humiliation, it’s still a torn shoe that is worn out.”

On the other side, Song Qingcheng looked at Yu Jing who was sitting next to him: “Don’t you go over and say hello to them?”

“I can’t talk to them, don’t go.” Yu Jing pursed her lips.

At this moment, the door of the banquet hall opened.

The reporter raised the camera one after another, and the click of the shutter button came and went one after another.

Several well-dressed men and women filed in, headed by Yu Linjiang, chairman of Hengyuan Group, president of commercial real estate, president of cultural group, president and executive president of financial group, and senior vice president of the group. They were all senior executives of Hengyuan, but until the last one. Sitting down, I didn’t see the person I was thinking.

“Strange,” Yu Jing muttered to herself: “Why is there no my second uncle?”

Talking, stretched his neck and looked around.

Song Qingcheng’s hands on his legs couldn’t help but clenched his bag slightly. Just as he was about to retract his gaze, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the hall door being pushed open again.

The hall was full of people, and the darkness was crushing.

Yu Tingchuan is long overdue.

However, his appearance seemed to push the atmosphere of the audience to a higher level.

Song Qingcheng followed everyone’s gaze, only to see that the man was looking down at the file in his hand, and strode towards the meteor. The suit was wearing a famous brand on the left chest, or the suit and shirt at noon, tall and straight, but on the aura. But it became stronger and calmer, there was a faint commotion around, and the whispering buzzing became louder and louder.

He walked all the way, Song Qingcheng’s eyes followed subconsciously until he stepped onto the rostrum.

Yu Jing’s sigh came from the side: “My second uncle is here.”

Song Qingcheng was still looking at the stage.

Some people are born leaders.

Even if he doesn’t speak, any action can affect the mood of others, making people involuntarily want to imitate and follow.

“I heard from my mother that my second uncle will make an annual work report this year.”

Just after Yu Jing’s words fell, Yu Tingchuan had walked to the podium. After a simple opening speech, he began to make a summary of Hengyuan’s company operations last year. He rarely paused during the whole speech and rarely looked down at the report materials. , It seems that the company’s various situations have been memorized by heart.

Song Qingcheng and Yu Jing were sitting at the back. The man’s deep and magnetic voice came from the microphone, looking at his handsome and steady, inexplicably, reminiscent of being in the rental house that night, he turned himself over and pressed himself. On the pillow, he slowly pressed against her from behind, and again and again, the man’s depressed breath brushed her snow-white nape: “Hold it so tightly, haven’t you tried this position?”

That was the only word Yu Tingchuan said during the whole process.

Like a confession, but also like the place of love.

She didn’t say a word, buried her face in the pillow, but the scene in her mind was the scene of his body stiffening when he came in for the first time because of the unobstructed flow.

The lights in the banquet hall were dazzling. Song Qingcheng saw that the stage had changed people to speak at some time, and the group president seat next to Yu Linjiang was still empty. She slowly leaned back in the chair, wondering what she was thinking. I caught a glimpse of Gu Qingwei’s cat waist standing up diagonally, and whispered to Yu Jing: “I’m going to the bathroom.”

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Ladies restroom.

Gu Qingwei opened the compartment door, and when she came out, she saw Song Qingcheng who was standing in front of the washstand and vomiting.

Song Qingcheng noticed her gaze, raised her head and looked at the mirror on the wall, her eyes facing each other, Gu Qingwei mocked her lips: “Oh, I thought that the calamity was left for a thousand years, so I would still get sick?”

Song Qingcheng also smiled: “You don’t need to accompany your sister-in-law today?”

Seeing Song Qingcheng mentioned Wang Mingxiu, Gu Qingwei always felt that she was going to make bad things, and immediately warned: “I say it again, stay away from my brother, stop wishing, our Gu family, we can never accept a woman who loves vanity like you.”

Song Qingcheng ignored her and put the bottle of medicine next to him back into his bag.

Gu Qingwei’s eyes were sharp and she saw the words on the bottle clearly. Song Qingcheng’s retching was never familiar. She immediately thought of Wang Mingxiu’s symptoms at the beginning of her pregnancy. After she was surprised, she sneered contemptuously: “Vitamin B6, don’t you say you got dermatitis recently .”

“Whether it is dermatitis has nothing to do with you.” Song Qingcheng said lightly.

Gu Qingwei was angry and angry, dropped a word of ‘shameless’, slammed the door and walked out.

Song Qingcheng watched her leave, then turned to look at herself in the mirror blankly, and then left the bathroom after a while.

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Back to the banquet hall, it was the turn of the advanced representatives to speak at the lecture table.

Song Qingcheng sat back next to Yu Jing, but Yu Guang swept toward the stage. The man was already sitting next to Yu Linjiang, with a stiff tie and a stern outline. Sitting with the tall and fat people, he showed him even more. With his unique mature taste at his age, it is no wonder that those waitresses like to talk about him behind their backs, and even take a word to him as a capital to show off.

It may be that her gaze was too direct, Yu Tingchuan seemed to have a reaction, while talking with someone sideways, Yu Guang glanced down intentionally or unintentionally.

Before he saw him, Song Qingcheng bowed his head first.

At this moment, Yu Jing suddenly squeezed next to her: “My second uncle is looking at me, his eyes panicking, let me hide.”

Song Qingcheng didn’t look up, but said softly: “What’s afraid of, he won’t eat you again.”

“Then you change positions with me.”

“…” Song Qingcheng didn’t reach out to push her again.

Yu Jing glanced at Gu Qingwei’s side, muttering: “Gu Jiazhi didn’t come on this kind of day…”

Song Qingcheng didn’t speak, but stared at his bag thoughtfully.

The annual meeting soon reached the link of questions from reporters.

Those reporters had greeted Hengyuan in advance, and the questions they asked were very regular, and the high-level answers of Hengyuan were also very formulaic. It was nothing more than taking a place to make the news of tomorrow better.

Seeing that this session is about to end, someone suddenly said loudly below: “Hengyuan has always boasted of rigorous family rules. I would like to know that if there are senior Hengyuan high-level female students who are underage female students, whether Hengyuan chooses to indulge or protect them. Completely drive out the core management of the group?”

As soon as this remark was made, after a short silence, the audience was in an uproar.

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