Chapter 737

Late at night, the neon lights outside are about to blind people's eyes, and the colorful nightlife begins quietly.

The meeting room of RS group is full of chickens and dogs.

"That's your attitude! Young man, don't always act recklessly because you have a little backstage! "

"Can people control the market! Those who want to manipulate the market will eventually be defeated by the market! "

Song muzhe sat in the first seat and looked coldly at the people below for a while. The reader in his hand kept sliding, showing the latest news of the recent market transformation.

"Have you had enough noise?" Song muzhe began to beat his knuckles on the table and opened his mouth in a deep voice.

These people won't have a result until dawn. It's not the first day for those elders to disobey. After each pressure, they will start jumping again for a period of time. He's almost used to it.

"Mr. Song, don't always be emotional, because the old president's illness delayed his work. You're in charge of your own affairs. When you sit in this position, you always have to do something you should do? "

"I don't act?" With a bang, song muzhe threw his reader on the table and made a loud noise.

All the people present shut up and dared not touch song muzhe's head at this time.

But some people are not afraid of death and bump their heads up.

"If you want to make a difference, why does our company's share price fall so much?"

"Oh, if you want to be able, you can take this seat." Song muzhe snorted coldly and put all the data on the reader on the big screen.

The above shows the performance of provocative young people and song muzhe's recent trip.

Everything is clearly on the surface, even if someone wants to mess around.

"I know some people are not satisfied with my leadership recently. Even if they are really capable, what if I abdicate and give up my position. But those people are old and weak, and they are always uneasy about the world! A little sweet, I want to fly to the sky, even the rotation of the earth! "

"The market depression will appear every once in a while. This is the normal situation of the market. Everyone knows it. Don't look for trouble at this time. We don't welcome people who want to engage in infighting. That's all for today. The meeting is over! "

After knocking down the troublemaker, song muzhe pushed off all the work tomorrow. The assistant wondered if he wanted to quit. He looked at him nervously, which made song muzhe feel a little funny.

"Those people inside want me to leave quickly. Why are you so nervous?"

"Boss, you pay all my wages... If you quit, I won't have a job."

As soon as the emperor and his courtiers, song muzhe naturally understood this truth.

What's more, the current assistant is still his confidant trained by himself, and no one dares to use it.

He raised his hand and patted the assistant on the shoulder. "How's the matter you were asked to check before?"

"It's a long time ago, and there's nothing to look at now." The assistant looked down with guilt in his eyes.

"Hurry up."

"I see."

On the same day, song muzhe went home and had a whole night's rest. At noon the next day, he bought something his parents liked to eat and came to the hospital. At the door of the ward, he met Chu Jiasi, who had just cleaned the room. Her hair was slightly messy and her snow-white shoes were stained with some dust.

Song muzhe nodded, took out a copy from the box and handed it to her, "it's been a hard time."

"It's nothing. I should do it!" Chujiasi was stuttered, quickly put down the sanitary ware and hurriedly took the dessert.

"Recently... I haven't seen you in the hospital. Are you very busy?"

Seeing song muzhe's slightly tired eyes and the black stubble on his chin, Chu Jiasi couldn't help saying more.

"Some." Song muzhe was silent for a moment. His hand was habitually inserted into his pocket. He happened to encounter the ring that had not been put in the drawer in time. His heart suddenly swung and asked, "Miss Chu, do you have time for a while? I want to talk to someone. "

After saying that, he immediately regretted it, but the other party nodded after thinking carefully.

It's no use regretting.

"Miss Chu, please wait for me." Song muzhe took the food to the ward and chatted with his parents for a while.

When she came out again, chujiasi had changed her clothes and cleaned up her sanitary ware.

"Have you had lunch?"

"No hurry, I'm not hungry yet."

The topic was blocked, and song muzhe sighed at the bottom of his heart.

He also planned to invite chujiasi to dinner and then cut off the topic. Unexpectedly, he died at the beginning.

"Then I'll tell Miss Chu a story about what happened when I was abroad."

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When talking about it, song muzhe fell into memory, lowered his head and slowly told the past.

He missed a certain moment, and the subtle expression on chujiasi's face disappeared in a short moment.

Song muzhe told the story selectively. As soon as he looked up, he looked up at Chu Jiasi's expression. She really listened to these as a story.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Song's life before was so exciting. Like mine, it was much calmer. The step-by-step life didn't have so much fun. Sure enough, the moon abroad may not be more round than that at home. Listening to Mr. Song, I suddenly stopped thinking about going abroad. " Chujiasi had a warm smile on her face and could not see her envy at all.

"Did Miss Song GuoZhe look at her out of the door so well?"

"Not that condition." Chujiasi smiled, shook her head, looked down at her watch and got up to leave.

Song muzhe said he wanted to invite her to dinner, but she politely refused.

This scene was seen by Meng Jinyu, who came to visit Mu Xichen.

Song muzhe never took the initiative to invite her to dinner. He didn't have a good relationship before, and he didn't take her as his sister.

Meng Jinyu has some acid in her heart. She doesn't know where she can't compare with a small nurse.

After Chu Jiasi left, Meng Jinyu secretly wiped away her tears, took out the mirror and sorted out her expression before entering the ward.

She kept her usual appearance of happy fruit. Her heartless words made Mu Xichen laugh. Song Yunqing, who was on the side, was relieved to see that she didn't show too much concern.

"Jin Yu, Lao Meng's birthday party, Leo won't go in person." Song Yunqing gave her some of the food and spoke slowly.

"Why, Dad hasn't seen Leo for a long time. This time, he specially called the roll to see him." Meng Jinyu pouted discontentedly, grabbed song Yunqing's hand and shook it gently, looking like a child.

Looking at the young child in front of her, song Yunqing really couldn't bear to refuse, but what Leo said before was not unreasonable. If she tore her face at the birthday party, it would be really ugly.

"The company has been busy recently. Jinyu will help me and my uncle apologize. If I have time, I will go to apologize in person." Song muzhe still has a smile that can dissipate in the future, which makes people feel soft.

Meng Jinyu hesitated for a moment. Thinking of the recent news, she bited her lip and agreed.