RPAGF Chapter 609 Trial
Chapter 609 Trial
Upon hearing the sound, Wei Qin looked over.
He also looked over there.
Song Xingwen came in smiling, holding his phone.
Facing their gazes, he stepped in front of them and smiled, "President Chen said that President Wei and President He should wait a little longer."
Hearing this, Wei Qin raised an eyebrow and said with a cheerful smile, "It seems that A-Chen is caught up in something."
He Qi turned his gaze away and continued playing the game.
Song Xingwen smiled at Wei Tan but did not reply.
Wei Qin smiled and shook his head; the answer was already obvious.
He said, "No rush, nothing to do today, so we can wait for A-Chen."
Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, he was quite interested in how long he would have to wait for A-Chen today.
Everything at Tiansheng was as usual; the employees were all at work, and Wei Qin and He Qi were waiting for Wenren Chen in the president's office.
Song Xingwen went to take care of something.
Wei Qin knew he was busy and told him not to stay with them and to go do his own thing. Song Xingwen did not refuse and went to work.
Time passed silently; it was 10:20.
The Bentley came to a smooth stop outside the gate of Tiansheng.
Wenren Chen got out of the car and went into the company.
"President Chen."
The security guard bowed his head as Wenren Chen entered the elevator, his aloof and dignified figure quickly disappearing from sight.
As the elevator doors closed, the receptionist and the security guard exchanged glances, their eyes clearly conveying the same message: Were we mistaken? Was their boss injured?
In the CEO's office.
He Qi was always playing games, occasionally answering a phone call, and then continuing to play games after the call.
Wei Qin, on the other hand, was looking at work emails on his phone, processing the tasks in the emails, and then making phone calls to give instructions on work matters.
Although the two were sitting in Wenren Chen's CEO office, they were not actually doing nothing.
"Click."
Suddenly, the door to the CEO's office opened.
Wei Qin was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window answering a phone call when he heard the sound, so he turned around.
He looked over, then put down his phone and stood up.
When Wenren Chen entered, both of their gazes fell on the bruise on his forehead that was clearly visible.
He Qi remained silent, holding his phone with his hands in his pockets, observing Wenren Chen's expression.
Wei Qin looked at Wenren Chen's injured area with surprise in his eyes, he really hadn't expected it.
Who could possibly have injured Wenren Chen?
Could it be that doctor?
The person on the phone was unaware of the situation here and was still reporting on their work. Wei Qin saw Wenren Chen come in and noticed his expression, which was clearly different from usual, and said, "That's enough for now."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and walked over to Wenren Chen: "What happened? Who did this?"
It won't be easy to injure Wenren Chen; he's very skilled.
He Qi didn't say anything, but his eyes were cold as he looked at the wound on Wenren Chen's forehead.
Wenren Chen said, "It's nothing."
He sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at the two of them: "Tell me about the project."
Upon hearing his words, Wei Tan and He Qi both paused. They looked at his expression, then composed themselves and sat down to discuss work.
Song Xingwen came to the company with Wenren Chen and quickly brought in the documents.
When he saw the wound on Wenren Chen's forehead, he paused, then remembered the "I'm sorry" he had heard on the phone.
This was what Zhou Yi said to Wenren Chen.
So, Mr. Chen's injury was caused by the young mistress?
Song Xingwen came in and gave the documents to He Qi and Wei Tan. These were the plans that General Manager Chen had asked them to prepare last night.
Soon, the atmosphere in the CEO's office became calm and serious.
old house.
Wenren Chen finally left. Zhou Yi stumbled and ran into the courtyard, bumping into a servant. The servant kept apologizing, and Zhou Yi's frantically beating heart finally calmed down a little.
She told the maid it was nothing, apologized to her, saying it was her fault, and then hurried forward, heading straight to the main hall. Only then did Zhou Yi realize that the old lady and Yu Yu were no longer there.
She stood in the main hall, looking at everything familiar around her. Her heart was still beating fast, but not as wildly as before, as if she wanted to run away.
She stared blankly, many images uncontrollably surfacing in her mind, all of them Wenren Chen's face, especially the way Wenren Chen looked at her.
At that moment, her lips seemed to be pressed against that warm skin, soft and warm, an indescribable feeling...
My heart started racing again, and my already flushed face turned even redder.
Zhou Yi quickly shook her head, trying to clear her mind of those chaotic images, and covered her chest with her hand to calm her heartbeat.
Don't think about it, this is work.
It's not what everyone sees on the surface.
Zhou Yi had never thought about dating. In her life, there was no such path as dating or marriage; the only path was to live a good life with her grandmother.
Now, because of work, she kissed her husband. Although there was nothing wrong with it, it still broke through her understanding.
She needs time to calm down.
Try your best to calm yourself down, calm down, and calm down again.
Otherwise, it will cause trouble for the gentleman, which is not acceptable.
Moreover, because she did not listen to her husband, she wasted his time and disrupted his work.
The phone call flashed through Zhou Yi's mind, and she immediately felt guilty and remorseful.
It's her fault; she's affecting her husband.
Thinking about the impact she had had on Wenren Chen calmed her chaotic thoughts, and the blush on her face gradually faded.
Zhou Yi took out her phone, wanting to send a message to her husband and ask about his work.
However, her husband is definitely working at this time, so if she sends him a message or makes a phone call, it will be disruptive.
No.
Zhou Yi took the phone down and gripped it tightly in her small hand.
Can't.
This can't happen again.
The man was just asking her for help. She had no choice but to help him. She couldn't think about other things or hesitate.
Her husband needed help, and she was determined to help him without hesitation.
You can't do that again, not even once.
Zhou Yi gripped her phone tightly, her heart filled with determination.
Alone in the main hall, she reflected on herself, judged herself, and then came to a realization, finally finding peace of mind.
She looked around.
The servants continued with their tasks, moving in and out silently and quietly.
I won't disturb her.
They will not say anything unless instructed by their master.
Zhou Yi saw a maid, picked up her phone to check the time, then went out of the main hall and asked a maid, "Do you know where the old lady is?"
The servant bowed and said, "Young Madam, the Old Madam is in the Hundred Flowers Garden."
"OK, thanks."
The maid bowed her head and left.
Zhou Yi didn't delay any longer and immediately went to the Hundred Flowers Garden.
She wanted to play with Yuyu, and it was because of her that things were affected.
She was really awful today.
She did something very wrong.
Condemning himself in his heart, Zhou Yi quickened his pace.
Hundred Gardens.
Sheng Mingying sat in the pavilion with the little one in her arms, playing with flowers. The little one wanted to give Zhou Yi flowers, so Sheng Mingying asked the servants to cut various flower branches for the little one to choose from.
The little guy's chubby little hands were carefully picking through the many flower branches on the stone table, choosing this one and that one, he was very serious about it.
Sheng Mingying accompanied the little one in choosing, letting the little one choose whichever one wanted. Sheng Mingying didn't interfere at all, listening to the little one's wishes and supporting him.
She gave the little one complete freedom.
Aunt Dong was standing to the side, and the maid was there too. Everyone was smiling as they watched the little guy carefully picking out flowers. He was so adorable.
Qi Ma stepped aside, and the maid whispered a report in her ear.