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MTL - Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan-Chapter 1135 Hang Miao Fanwai: Come to Beijing for her
Chapter 1135 Hang Miao Fanwai: Come to Beijing for her
Canglan Group was established, and Shen Chunhang received the invitation half a month in advance.
His niece was still as low-key as ever, the invitation card was neither gilded nor gold inlaid, and even the written expression was too concise—
We sincerely invite you to visit us.
four words.
Accompanied by the time and address, the group's red badge is stamped on the signature, and there is a handwritten signature that is slightly scribbled and not easy to recognize.
Others may find it unfamiliar, but to Shen Chunhang, it is extremely familiar...
Miao Miao.
The warm fingertips caressed that place, with a bit of forbearance.
Suddenly, he closed the invitation card abruptly, put it aside, and then dialed the internal line.
Soon, the other end picked up: "President?"
"Come in."
"yes."
The secretary put down the phone, got up and pushed open the door of the president's office.
"Mr. Shen." She stood in front of the desk.
"This is the quarterly work report of the heads of various departments. The problematic areas are circled and sent out. They know how to deal with it."
"OK."
"Also, how is Jingping's progress?"
Secretary: "Everything is going according to plan, and if there are no accidents, we will be able to move by the end of next month."
"no."
The secretary looked suspicious.
Shen Chunhang pondered for a moment: "In this way... try to shorten the approval time to less than half a month."
"But Jingping's procedures are very strict, and it will take a month at the latest..."
The man raised his hand: "I'll take care of this, you just ask them to submit for trial half a month in advance."
"Okay, I'll contact Mr. Zhang immediately."
Shen Chunhang hummed softly, "Go and do your work."
After the secretary left, he sat there frowning for a while, and finally picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"Wow, Uncle has something to ask for your help..."
…
The day before the establishment of Canglan Group, Shen Chunhang arrived in Beijing and stayed in the hotel arranged for him by Shen Hou.
The next day, he went to the scene early.
The seat is arranged in the third row and the fifth row in the VIP area. Although it is not at the front, it is in the middle.
After the surrounding seats were filled one by one, and after he chatted with the front, back, left, and right sides, Shen Chunhang finally understood why he was arranged here.
Shen Wei is giving him the opportunity to expand his network.
Too far forward, Qi Dafei; too far behind, good and bad.
And the middle is just right.
He sighed lightly...
Halfway through the ceremony, the host began to introduce the person in charge of the subsidiary company. The moment Miao Miao came out, Shen Chunhang could no longer see others.
She was wearing a light brown suit. The wide-legged and wide-sleeved design could barely cover the insteps, only the toes of the high-heeled shoes were exposed, which made her shoulders slender, her legs long, her waist thin and her hips straight.
I saw that the woman didn't look sideways, walked straight to her own seat, and sat down calmly under the gaze of everyone.
After the end, the guests left in an orderly manner, and Shen Chunhang saw Miao Miao at the corner of the corridor.
She was lowering her voice to whisper something with the man walking side by side.
Shen Chunhang also knew this man.
In the past, the old man was placed in the branch company, but later transferred to the headquarters, and finally followed Shen Wei to leave.
Now he is the person in charge of Qinglan Bio with Miao Miao.
The two sides meet and stop at the same time, leaving a distance of two meters in between.
Miao Miao and Shen Chunhang fell silent together, but Li Fu stepped forward and greeted with a smile: "President Shen, you are here too, nice to meet you!"
"The group was first established, as a veteran who opened up the territory, congratulations."
Two people shake hands, and they will break up with one touch.
Li Fu looked back at Miao Miao, then put his gaze back on Shen Chunhang's face, and chose to avoid it wisely: "You talk, I'll see off the guests."
Soon, there were only two people left in the narrow corridor.
Shen Chunhang suggested: "How about... let's change places?"
There are so many people and mixed conversations, it really shouldn't be here.
"Okay," Miao Miao nodded, "Go to the living room."
After finishing speaking, he turned and walked ahead.
Shen Chunhang stepped up and followed behind, it seemed that he had taken the lead, but in the end he was led by the nose?
Go wherever you say, go there.
It's not the same as before...
After entering the living room and closing the door, Shen Chunhang said these emotions without any concealment.
Brows are smiling, and the voice is clear and moist.
"What's different?"
"I remember you asked this question last time we met."
Miao Miao looked directly at him: "That's because you said the same thing first."
Shen Chunhang smiled helplessly: "It's beautiful again, even more dazzling."
"Thank you." She nodded slightly, not shy.
"Have a meal together tonight?"
Miao Miao: "Sorry, there is still work to be done."
"Is the group so busy on the first day of its establishment?"
"I thought Mr. Shen had more say than me."
Shen Chunhang sighed softly: "When a person reaches middle age, he must learn to do subtraction."
"But I'm still in my prime, what should I do?" She tilted her head with a teasing expression in her eyes.
"I don't know if I can borrow some vitality from Mr. Miao, so that the old tree in my class can also flourish twice?"
Miao Miao pursed her lips, a little wanting to laugh, but after lightly coughing twice, she got over it and finally endured it.
"I believe that there are many people who are willing to be creditors to Mr. Shen, so I won't join in the fun." After speaking, he gestured to leave.
"But I just want to borrow it from you, and no one else can." The man's burning eyes were glued to the woman's back, with a penetrating power of insight.
Miao Miao paused, and a strong sense of oppression fell to her shoulders.
She turned slowly...
(end of this chapter)