roccoschili Chapter 108 He was in a bad mood
Chapter 108 He was in a bad mood
The next day was the industry summit.
The industry summit is held every year; last year it was held in Beicheng, and this year it's in Yuncheng.
This year's summit was facilitated by the Du family and hosted by several leading local enterprises.
An Ying did not see Fu Chengli, nor did she see Boss Du, whom she had met for the first time last night.
Instead, they bumped into Secretary Chen outside the venue, who was frantically apologizing to Fu Haidong.
Secretary Chen said apologetically, "Chairman Fu, I'm sorry, the president went to play golf with Mr. Du today and said he couldn't come..."
Fu Haidong's face fell: "You unfilial son! He dumped his work on me and went out to play?!"
Secretary Chen bowed and scraped, "The president said he's in a bad mood..."
Fu Haidong frowned deeply and gritted his teeth, saying, "Do I look like I'm in a good mood?!"
Secretary Chen smiled wryly and remained silent.
Life is so tough... and I've got a boss who loves to have fun.
Fu Haidong took a deep breath and managed to suppress his anger.
"Is this his first day as CEO? He's not coming because he's in a bad mood? Tell him to wait, let's see how the old man deals with him!"
After repeatedly apologizing, Secretary Chen caught a glimpse of An Ying out of the corner of his eye.
As if seeing a lifeline, he hurriedly stepped away from Fu Haidong and walked quickly toward her.
"Manager An, how's today's report coming along?"
An Ying said, "Everything is OK."
Secretary Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "President Fu asked me to keep an eye on the scene and see if you need any help."
An Ying smiled politely: "Thank you, but not for now."
She overheard the conversation between Fu Haidong and Secretary Chen.
She also found it strange.
Fu Chengli seemed perfectly fine last night, so why is he suddenly unhappy after just one night?
Are they so unhappy that they're going on strike?
This doesn't seem like his style.
However, An Ying did not ask any further questions.
Secretary Chen took a tissue to wipe his sweat and smiled with satisfaction.
Finally, I've met someone who's easy to take care of.
An Ying looked down at the report documents.
Suddenly I felt there was another person in the seat next to me.
An Ying turned her head to look.
The fingers that were typing on the laptop suddenly froze in mid-air.
The girl had a clean, delicate face, shoulder-length short hair, and was pretty and cute.
An Ying asked in surprise, "Shu Wen?"
Shu Wen moved her body closer to An Ying.
She pouted and said sadly, "Sister Ying, I miss you so much!"
Shu Wen was an intern that An Ying recruited when she was working at Lu Qiyao's company.
The little girl is very efficient and intelligent.
Since she left Lu's Group, the two have rarely been in contact, so it's surprising that they bumped into each other at the industry summit.
An Ying smiled and asked, "How are you doing at Lu's now?"
Shu Wen frowned and shook her head: "President Lu is not in the country. He said he has been receiving medical treatment abroad. Several of Lu's uncles control the company, so it's hard to say."
An Ying asked, "So, what's your current job like?"
Shu Wen: "Sister Ying, I still prefer working with you. Since you left, none of the new managers have been good enough."
Shu Wen sighed, "These new managers are always forcing us to work overtime, or they use psychological manipulation tactics on us, and they deduct our wages all the time. I'm even considering quitting."
An Ying's eyes flickered.
Xie Li had previously secretly reminded An Ying that she should have her own people working under her.
Isn't this the opportunity?
An Ying asked, "Have you considered coming here?"
Shu Wen's eyes widened instantly: "Really?!"
An Ying smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll try my best to help you."
The venue was almost full, with a total of five or six hundred people attending the summit.
When An Ying went on stage to give a report on behalf of the Fu family, she saw a sea of black people below the stage.
She wasn't intimidated at all; both her reports and speeches were incredibly fluent and professional.
Throughout the meal, she received numerous admiring glances.
Throughout the entire process, An Ying remained calm and composed.
Only when she was almost finished with her report did she catch a glimpse of someone, causing her to pause for a few seconds.
In the center of the first row sat a man, his suit crooked and without a tie.
The man grinned at her, revealing large, white teeth similar to Du Yun's.
It was the tattooed man who had a passionate encounter with the woman in the bedroom on the second floor of the villa last night.
An Ying remained silent for a few seconds, then quickly finished her summary, concluded her report, and stepped down from the stage.
Back in her seat, An Ying patted her forehead and quickly asked the people around her who the tattooed man was.
"That's Du Sheng, Boss Du's younger brother."
"A good-for-nothing playboy who spends all his time surrounded by women."
"Mr. Du is probably busy with other things today and didn't have time to come, so he sent his younger brother instead."
"Don't worry, he's just sitting there as a decoration. He probably won't understand what you're saying."
Su Jixun, sitting in the back row, paid no attention to any of this.
His mind was filled with thoughts of An Ying, who had just shone brightly on the podium.
She was wearing a light gray suit jacket and light makeup today.
She remains as elegant and refined as ever.
Su Jixun felt a surge of emotion upon seeing this.
However, the thought that this was a woman he could not have forced him to suppress his excitement.
Suddenly a woman's voice sounded beside him.
"How long have you been dating?"
Su Jixun froze and turned his head to look.
It is Lai Yuqiang.
Su Jixun and Lai Yuqiang did not have much interaction.
I've only met him a few times at dinner parties in the northern part of the city.
Su Jixun was a little confused: "What? Dating what?"
Lai Yuqiang sneered: "President Su, you're still pretending. I know you and An Ying are dating. How long have you been dating?"
Su Jixun seemed to have been touched on a sore spot, and gave an awkward laugh.
He did hope that he and An Ying would start dating.
Despite his attempts to hint and explicitly suggest it, she remained unmoved.
Su Jixun said calmly, "President Lai, you've misunderstood. An Ying and I are nothing more than ordinary friends."
Lai Yuqiang was taken aback.
Did she make a mistake in judgment?
Lai Yuqiang was somewhat unwilling: "How is that possible? An Ying said that the type of man she likes is exactly what you said. She likes you, so how could you two just be ordinary friends?"
Lai Yuqiang's words struck Su Jixun like a hammer blow.
She likes you.
Su Jixun's eyes widened, as if he had suddenly realized something.
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As is customary, a banquet followed the summit.
There were so many industry bigwigs present that An Ying couldn't refuse any of them, so she reluctantly drank some wine.
Fortunately, Shu Wen secretly helped her by replacing a glass of red wine with red grape juice, and no one noticed.
Otherwise, given how much they drank, she really wouldn't have been able to handle it.
Back at the hotel that night, An Ying went straight to sleep.
She was asleep when she was woken up by the ringing of the phone.
Three large characters on the phone screen: Fu Chengli.
She was about to click to connect when her hand slipped.
The call was accidentally disconnected.
What could he possibly want from her so late at night?
Could it be that I'm reporting to her on today's golf game with Boss Du?
An Ying shook her head and simply tossed her phone aside.
She kicked off her high heels and lazily rolled over.
I had just dozed off for a while when I was woken up by another banging on the door.
An Ying sighed and got out of bed.
If you keep hammering, you'll break the door.
Open the door and take a look.
It turned out to be Su Jixun.
An Ying asked in confusion, "Su Jixun? Is there something you need from me?"
Su Jixun braced himself against the door frame with one hand and loosened his tie with the other.
With reddened eyes, he asked, "An Ying, what exactly do you think of me?"
An Ying: ? ? ?
Before she could answer, Su Jixun pushed the door open and entered.
He used both hands to pin An Ying against the wall.
You know I like you, right?
An Ying's mind went blank for a moment.
The intoxication vanished instantly.
The alcohol had already sobered me up.