Li Qingning quickly turned around to find a tissue box, hurriedly covered the tissue on the soaked A4 paper, and hurriedly wiped the stains on the table in front of Lin Jianxiong.

And the middle-aged man with gold rimmed glasses sat there, watching her frantically deal with the coffee scattered on the table.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin," she said in a low voice with an apologetic face. "It's all my fault. Let me change the information for you..."

But there was a trace of impatience on the man's face, but more of it was the expression of watching a good play. He said sarcastically:

"Miss Li, as a person from the design department, is so lax in her work. It seems that Lin Bai is still in poor management. I have to criticize her a lot when I go back. However, how can miss Li be the right-hand arm of the president of Haolan if she is so rash in her work?"

Just as she was embarrassed and blushed unconsciously, and didn't know how to deal with it, Lan Qing's familiar voice rang out behind her: "assistant is good or not, I will choose to judge myself. Lin Dong, why can't I get along with a little assistant?"

Lin Jianxiong looked at Lan Qing who had just walked in. He showed a smile and said carelessly: "I just said it casually. I want to teach my younger generation how to do things. Why is Lan always in such a hurry to protect his weaknesses?"

But Lan Qing didn't look at him any more. He naturally untied a button on the bottom of Burberry's latest season grey piping narrow suit and sat in the middle of the long conference table.

He just sat in a bunch of golden sunshine, his long and thick eyelashes were like a flickering golden feather under the light, which made Li Qingning a little fascinated.

He suddenly raised his head and saw that she was still standing there, holding a ball of tissue in his hand. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "the meeting begins."

Looking at him like this, Li Qingning quickly regained his mind and gave Lin Jianxiong a new information. Then he retreated to one side and sat down, waiting for the meeting to begin.

She quietly swept Lan Qing's cold face with the remaining light of her eyes. His face was still angular, without any temperature. Her lips were tightly pressed into a line, looking at the silent face sitting on both sides, or at the air in front of him.

His brow was slightly wrinkled, his tie was properly tied around his neck, and her eyes were blinded by the glittering diamond cuffs.

The whole meeting room is quiet, and only the shallow or deep breathing of more than 20 people can be heard. The air here seems to have been drained, and all people are exposed to the vacuum.

All people's eyes are focused on the direction of Lan Qing, the pupil is shining, and they are waiting for a good play.

After a while, as if everyone had enough curiosity, Lan Qing said slowly, "I think everyone has doubts about the sudden shelving of the angel project. Today, we will discuss and formally put this project on the agenda."

At this time, Li Qingning saw Lin Jianxiong's eyes narrowed and his face was obviously full of aggression. He took a sip of his coffee and said:

"Is it too late for president LAN to give us an explanation? LAN announced the launch of the "Angel Project" as early as at the dinner party for the anniversary. However, it has been a long time for a single advertising partner. What he knows, what he says we are well prepared, and what he doesn't know, he thinks that we have encountered some difficult problems. "

Lan Qing's eyes calmly face Lin Jianxiong's ill intentioned ball, and lightly use a beautiful roundabout kick.

"All of you here are the largest shareholders of Lancaster, aren't you? If the morale of our internal military is unstable, or even some people deliberately spread negative rumors, who can we expect to make Lan's family bigger and stronger? I don't think you don't understand this, do you? Lin Dong

Lin Jianxiong shrunk the sharp edge in his eyes and said with a smile, "of course, I'm just... Caring is chaotic."

"Of course, President LAN understands the importance of" angel plan "to me and to all the directors. We almost put together the old capital we have accumulated over the years to bet with you. It's natural for us to care about the progress of the project."

"If there is any mistake in this project, I think even Mr. LAN can't recover it. In order to let all our directors have a bottom in their hearts, I hope Mr. LAN can promise us one thing."

Lin Jianxiong with a kind smile step by step press, the spirit in the eyes also appears sharp.

Lan Qing raised his eyes and looked at the uncle who had been making friends with his father and brother for many years. The corners of his mouth raised a slight radian and his eyes said indifferently: "what's the matter?"

"If the angel project fails in the end, or fails to achieve the effect you promised, you, Lan Qing, must take the initiative to resign from the board of directors, give up the position of president and give up the position of sage."

He slightly narrowed his eyes, looking at himself from the hairy boy to see the big man, eyes twinkle with cunning light, a face determined to get the look.

The air in the meeting room suddenly became hot and dry, as if all the air conditioners were out of order, and the air became sticky in a moment, which made people feel thirsty.

The fine weather outside the window seemed to be covered with a black curtain by the magician. The sun, which had just been domineering in the sky, disappeared in a flash. Black clouds rolled in the sky, like black silk stretched up and down by a lady.

Then, there were several bright thunder in the sky. In a short time, a heavy rain rushed from the sky to the earth without warning.

Li Qingning licked her dry lips and looked out at the black sky outside the window. She felt the flashes of lightning coming into the conference room on the 29th floor several times. She only felt numb when she listened to the rain outside the window.

The atmosphere of the city made her feel like she was strangled by a big hand. The thunderstorm outside made her feel lonely and afraid.

This is rare, she felt isolated from the bottom of her heart, the kind of loneliness from the bottom of her heart, just like she was alone in the vast world, just want to close her eyes, and then go to sleep forever.

Since Lin Jianxiong dropped his voice, there was a dead silence in the conference room.

The air conditioner is whistling, looking for the last sense of existence.

Lan Qing's eyes seemed to hide a deep black swamp. He sat there without expression. He could see no anger, no doubt, no depression, no emotion.

The other directors were silent and looked at each other, and no one wanted to be the first to break the silence.

Li Qingning carefully looked at Lan Qing with the remaining light of his eyes and observed his every move.

After a while, an obvious radian appeared on his lips, and he said in a relaxed tone: "I promise all the directors here that if there is any mistake in this project, I will voluntarily take the blame and resign and give up the position of president of LANs."