Ji Jinchuan is standing in front of the window with smoke between his fingers. He looks at the Secretariat outside through the gap of the curtain. His deep and dark eyes have been falling on Shen Youran's body.

In the morning, Xiao Cheng reported the whole day's itinerary. By the way, he also called the director of the first hospital to confirm that Shen Youran was pregnant. According to the time, the child was undoubtedly his.

The first thought in his mind at that time was that she asked him to meet him in Zhongshan Park two days ago to tell him the news and then blackmail him with her child.

However, the Dean told him that she had an appointment for an abortion next Wednesday, so she was not going to have the baby.

If other women are pregnant with his child, they will come to him and ask him to be responsible or ask for a large sum of money. And she, not only did not tell him, but also did it secretly.

Even if she had a child, she didn't want to be involved with him. This cognition made him very depressed and even slightly unhappy.

He looked at Shen leiran's eyes becoming more and more complicated. He smoked a box of cigarettes in less than two hours, and the whole office was filled with the smell of tobacco, which seemed to be irresolvable.

Xiao Cheng knocked on the door of the office and came in. Smelling the strong smell of tobacco, he could not help frowning: "general manager Ji, there is a video conference with the United States at 10:30."

Ji Jinchuan took back his sight, walked to his desk and pressed his cigarette butt in the ashtray: "cancel."

Xiao Cheng hesitated: "Johnson is ready. It's not good to cancel it rashly."

Ji Jinchuan sat back on the chair behind his desk, silent for a few seconds, and said faintly, "let her make the minutes of the meeting."

This "she" Xiao Cheng knew who he was referring to. He withdrew from the office and informed Shen Youran.

At 10:25, Shen Youran enters the president's office with the chronicle book. As soon as she enters the office, she frowns slightly. How many cigarettes does it take to have such a strong smell?

Five minutes before the video conference, at Ji Jinchuan's request, she went to the tea room to make him a cup of tea, and returned to the office. The meeting had already started.

She moved a stool and sat down next to Ji Jinchuan. The computer end was in the conference room. Johnson and senior leaders sat at the oval conference table. Johnson reported the quarterly situation in the United States.

Johnson speaks English. Although Shen Youran has been in California for three years, he doesn't understand the meaning of some rare professional words and dare not translate them casually. Therefore, what he doesn't understand is English.

Ji Jinchuan was not in the mood to hold any video conference. Shen Youran sat down beside him. He thought of the photos sent by strange numbers and the investigation by Xiao Cheng, so he was distracted from the meeting.

However, he leaned on the back of the taipan chair, his hands crossed on his legs, and his slightly drooping eyes seemed to be thinking, so everyone thought he was listening and was still thinking about the problem.

Shen Youran wrote that there was no water in the pen. He leaned forward and took out a pen from Ji Jinchuan's pen holder. He leaned forward and touched Ji Jinchuan's arm on the armrest of the big class chair.

Ji Jinchuan looked at her, because it was a video conference, she could not speak, and pointed to the pen holder.

Ji Jinchuan looks indifferent to take back the line of sight, the remaining light glimpses what she records, eyebrows slightly frown.

Shen Youran saw his eyes fall on the minutes of the meeting, and his face was full of embarrassment. He quickly wrote down a few words in the blank beside him: I don't know what it means.

Ji Jinchuan took the minutes of the meeting in her hand, circled the English above, made a translation, and then returned the record book to her.

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