Chapter 551

What happens in the company happens from time to time.

I guess she should be able to think, she's just rough. It's not a lack of muscle.

"Well, you go first. Be careful." Ran Hua suddenly began to chase guests.

My mind began to blur. With a faint smile, he turned and stood by the window... On the street. The street lights are flashing. brilliantly illuminated.

There are few cars, very few.

People. Crowded on both sides of the road, gradually even the road is also full of people.

On the side of the road, people sometimes shoot guns and sometimes play with all kinds of gadgets; in knots. Eight in a pile. Stop to play, walk while eating snacks, with red white edge white ball inferior Christmas hat. You chase me... It's quiet. I can't reach it. Like happiness, it was close to me. But I missed it.

I suddenly felt that he wanted me to marry him. If I married him, would things be different?

If I really married him, he would not play that with Hu Lan.

Yeah. If I were in the old county, I would promise him something... Am I regretting it? I've never had the habit of regret.

Maybe, I'll be glad I didn't marry him, at least... Ha! At least, if I still marry him now, I'm still the heroine of a touching story. Maybe my drinks will sell better.

Or, instead, I have a choice now. I can do without him, right?

Our relationship has always been * and even if I don't want him, the world may not know.

Yin Yijie was engaged to fan Huizhi once, and married to Hu Lan once. It's true or false. I'm confused. I don't think anyone will blame me? I

"Make up always." Mingfeng calls me behind.

"Well, I'm fine." I said.

"Go upstairs and have a rest. What did Tracy say? " Mingfeng tugs at my clothes and signals me to follow him or listen to him.

Think about it. I don't have to pretend to be a Wangfu here, do I?

Looking at this, Yin Yijie's legs would not get better, would they?

Now I am a businessman, not a wet person. What I pay attention to is reality and reality, not the plaintive songs of the graceful school.

Boudoir resentment that kind of thing, estimate forever away from me.

Ha, yes, I've been facing the reality and trying to survive. I won't regress now.

In fact, it's nothing. In primitive society, even human beings are also chiguoguo. No one feels that they can't face it.

Song University and ran Hua are waiting at the door anxiously. I suddenly smile. What is this for?

It's just a little thing, a little thing, right?

Why do you have to mourn like this? Haven't you heard that psychological suggestion sometimes becomes a reality. The more mourning, the final result... Bah, bah, OK, let's change a bright one, I said: "they're all gone?"

Ran Hua nodded and looked at me, not quite right.

I frown: what do you mean? Er... Oh, something's wrong with my face. I'm still wearing a mask.

Taking a deep breath, I took off my mask and said, "send it to my home. I really like it. Song, I'll stay here tonight. Well, I'll go to the office first, and you'll have a rest when you're done. Don't worry about me. "

Song university with snow white, pure and lovely smile, wearing a trace of mischievous.

He nodded and said, "it doesn't matter. Ran Hua said that he would teach me some moves. I just saved my tuition. You are busy with your work."

Well, young people have their own ideas. Why should I care for them?

He was probably the first person Yin Yijie left to me. He didn't think it was very good or very bad.

In a word, he just looks at a handsome guy who is not so handsome, not so brilliant, just like that; But people who see him will find him very comfortable.

Comfortable... That's Yan Yijie's person, and he won't leave it to me.

In fact, I have a style of inscription, which is already very good.

Ha, Mingfeng, judging from various angles, may be better than song University; But Mingfeng will not decorate my room or send me flowers. That's the difference and the significance and value of song University.

On the desk, a bottle of white tulips, two.

I remember that in the past, Yin Yijie always put a bunch on my windowsill. Did everything come back?

Or will it never come back? Forever... I am no longer the little girl who pretends to believe him to win his favor; He is no longer the guardian who adopted me in revenge.

Tulip is the only thing.

He motioned for Mingfeng to stay. After thinking for a long time, I said, "Mingfeng, I'm going to America. Please help me arrange it. I believe you have this ability, and... Don't tell others. I don't want to let too many people know for the time being. "

Some things, no matter how much you think, are useless. What you have to face, I think, is the best solution.

Don't say anything. Yin Yijie was hurt. I have to go there, don't I?

This seems to have nothing to do with love or not, nothing to do with anything. I should go to see him, because he... He has been thinking about me all the time, and I'll think about him once.

Ming Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at me, indicating an explanation. I said, "Tracy said he had something to see for himself. At present, this information is uncertain and cannot be made public. Otherwise, it's not only Yin's stock that plummeted, it's estimated that Yu's will also fall; Er, it is estimated that our product sales will also be greatly affected. When things happen, they need to be solved, and the influence they shouldn't be affected should be controlled; I'll let you know when it's clear. By the way... I'll go for a few days first, and you'll support me here. The year-end report is important, and so is the sales. " As a businessman and an adult, I have to think and make decisions like a businessman and an adult. Recently, I've got used to it. News... Oh, I think of the true and false Las Vegas Wedding news of Yin Yijie. If he doesn't tell me, it won't be made public; Control the news. They all know it. For example, now, after a day, there is no news here. I, of course, should keep it a secret. My heart is a little sour. I hope I can think like a businessman all the time. Is it easier? I can weigh the interests, or kick back what Yin Yijie gave me; Then find a job on your own, or pick up Brian's stall. I should not lose anything. But... Life is so fragile! I suddenly thought. Even if you have 50 billion, without legs, God will never give you another pair; Then, there will be a defect in your long life. God, that's fair, I think. No matter how good the prosthesis is, it will be a fake. I don't know what happened to Yin Yijie's legs when he cut to that position. However, I still have countless jobs, I really can't leave. What I can do is to move a lot of work and spare a few days; Because that matter may be more important than what is at hand. Mingfeng seems to have asked something, or said something, but I didn't pay attention. I buried my head in my work, and I didn't have time to do anything else. When I think of the situation that Yin Yijie was always busy until midnight, I have a deep understanding. It's very common to be busy until midnight. We are all ordinary people with only two hands. We have to do much more than others. We can't finish it without the time to squeeze out in the middle of the night. But this is nothing, he, sick, maybe there will be more things I need to do, I only learned to face, did not learn to escape. On hand, a lot of year-end advertising, a lot of planning books and advertising pictures, a large amount of advertising expenses, a little distracted, I don't know which one to do and which one not to do. However, they have always reported more. I must strictly control them so as to continuously improve the sales and keep the profit margin unchanged. Food companies are in short supply now, and the gap is so big that it may not be enough to double our output. But... Liu Ping once said very honestly and to the point: "no shortage, some people are not interested." Everyone has this rebellious mentality. The same thing, competing for popularity, is not popular all over the table. It can also be understood as the cheapness of people. It is a fact. I'm the same. He's fine. I have to have an answer. In fact, I haven't had an answer for so many years? As long as he can love me, is that ok? I'm not regretting, but revising my point of view. Maybe, as long as his love is still there, I don't care how big his secret is.