"Isn't it the United States?" Leng Weiwei interrupted: "Miss An wanted to sit on the top seat of the US head office. {Xinbiqi.co
o9;}. Now come back to China. , It seems a bit disguised and demoted."

Leng Weiwei's words made An Lingxi's face red and white: "Miss Leng really knows how to joke."

"Ah," Li Tuo cried out inwardly. It seems that Yi Yuntian and his wife had set up a game for him long ago and asked him and An Lingxi to come out, just wanting them to jump into the pit: "Mr Yi, now everyone is here. , Can we talk about business now?"

"Of course." Yi Yuntian looked at An Lingxi: "I heard that Miss An will be the editor-in-chief of World Time Weekly. Really?"

An Lingxi slowly nodded and said, "Yes, this is the arrangement of the head office."

"It turned out to be the arrangement of the head office..." Yi Yuntian frowned, looking hard to choose: "This is broken. It seems that the head office has high expectations for Miss Ann. I want to stand aside. Up."

"Mr. Yi, what do you mean by this? Li is stupid, should I ask Mr. Yi to say it?"

"Ok, Ms. An just said that the US head office arranged her to be the editor-in-chief of China. In terms of the issue, I want to buy a stake in World Time. Then, as a shareholder of World Time, I may not want Miss An to be the editor-in-chief of China . After all, Xia Ning is my third sibling. On the one hand, it is the request of the US head office, and on the other hand, it is the selfishness of my Yi Yuntian. That’s why I said, Yi Yuntian has to step aside."

Li Tuo raised his eyebrows: "What President Yi means is human nature. The head office has arrangements from the head office. For the special request of President Yi, I believe the head office will consider it. You don't have to worry about it."

"Then the best," Yi Yuntian said with a smile: "It seems that General Motors is really sincere. But I still want to make one more request. I believe this request should not be difficult for General Motors."

"President Yi, please say."

"I want Miss An to be Xia Ning's assistant."

As soon as Yi Yuntian said this, An Lingxi's expression changed!

"Well..." Li Tuo glanced at An Lingxi: "It's not difficult, as long as Mr. Yi is willing to cooperate with us, there is no problem with Lingxi. Right, An Lingxi?"

An Lingxi bit her lip: "All follow the orders of the superior."

"Miss An’s courage, Yi Mou admires. Very few people can accomplish this at the expense of their own interests. Dong Li, my secretary will inform you of my request in writing these days, and we will be happy to cooperate. ."

Li Tuo's eyes flashed slightly: "Happy cooperation.

In less than 24 hours, Zi came out of the police station.

"This sun is so bright." Azi blocked the sun with his hands and looked at Luo Wenchong who was standing aside: "Commander Luo, you have been in the police station for so long, does your girlfriend have no objection?"

"I don't have a girlfriend."

"Really?" A Zi's eyes flashed slightly: "I thought Luo Commander was joking."

"Since it's already out, go home quickly..."

"Home? I don't want to go back yet, Commander Luo, since you don't have a girlfriend, please help me book a room in the hotel in your name, thank you."

Luo Wenchong looked at Azi like a monster: "Open the room? What do you want to do?"

It is still in his name to drive, and this is caught by others, knowing that he and a woman like this, then his fame will be completely ruined!

"Don't you dare?" A Zi smiled disdainfully: "It seems that Commander Luo is really a tender grass."

The old cow eats tender grass...

Luo Wenchong heard black lines on his face, who is the old cow and who is the tender grass?

Wait a minute, could it be that Azi is much older than him?

Luo Wenchong quickly recalled Azi's information in his mind, and then calculated the date, and concluded that Azi was thirty years old this year!

Yes, four years older than him.

To some extent, there is indeed a suspicion of "old cows eating tender grass."

He is a tender grass, she is a cow.

"What are you talking about! You want to open a house or something, you won’t open a house anymore? Azi, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" The corners of Azi's mouth raised slightly, and a nice arc was drawn out: "Rosling, I think I might be after you."

Luo Wenchong was dumbfounded, this stone stirred up waves!

Did Azi fall in love with him? !

"Husband, you were so mighty and domineering just now!" After coming down from the meeting, Jing Shu followed Beitang's self-cultivation, twittering like a bird.

Beitangxiu squeezed her little face: "Do you love her husband more?"

"Yeah!" Jing Shu nodded vigorously, "Husband, have you seen Song Muhan's face? It's funny!"

"What an interesting method?"

"It's that... that... I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, it looks so happy!"

"Really?" Bei Tangxiu held his wife in his arms: "I have an appointment with Suzaku, Bai Hu and Qinglong Hall Master have dinner, baby, come with you too."

Eat with three hall masters? !

Jing Shu's eyes widened, isn't Bei Tangxiu joking, right?

The expressions of these three people in the conference hall just now were colorful and quite ugly. They must have scolded Beitangxiu n times in their hearts. Are you still eating on the same stage with them?

This meal... She must have no appetite.

But having said that, her husband is the head of the Beitang family, a superior, and the superior has always done things with one hand.

When Bei Tangxiu did this, he actually slapped the three hall masters and then gave them sweets.

Looking at the looming look of hope in Beitang Xiu's eyes, Jing Shu's heart softened: "Okay. Just have a meal. I'm afraid they won't kill me at the dinner table."

"Hahaha!" Beitangxiu laughed: "They dare not. If they dare to do something, then my husband will definitely end them all at once!"

At dinner, Kuangjie, Song Muhan, and A Muye all arrived.

Five people at a table, sitting together.

Eat Chinese food.

Seeing the exquisite Chinese food, the three hall masters winked at each other.

Beitangxiu is really not an ordinary pampering Jingshu.

"I want to come, this is the first time in more than ten years. I have a meal with three hall masters. The food may be a bit unpalatable. The three hall masters don't dislike it." Beitang finished his conversation and took up the wine glass: " Come, let’s make a toast to the future of Beitang’s home!"

Beitangxiu's glass of wine respects the new outlook of the Beitang family's future!

And does this new atmosphere mean to get rid of the old one?

The three hall masters had different thoughts in their hearts, but they would definitely not be happy about Bei Tang Xiu's words.

"Okay, do it for the future of Beitang's family!" It was A Mu Ye who took the lead in picking up the wine glass and responded to Beitangxiu's words.

"Fuck!" Kuangjie didn't say much, just one word.

Song Muhan didn't say a word, and then the four men drank the wine clean.

As soon as the wine glass was put down, Song Muhan's eyes had already met Jing Shu.

Jing Shu smiled: "Hall Master Song, some unpleasant things have happened between us recently. After drinking this glass of wine, let those things go with the wind, right?"

He Wanrou was stunned when Xia Ning turned her head and actually talked about eating at home. She wondered if she had heard it wrong.

It wasn't until she saw Yi Yunrui that the great **** said to buy vegetables with them, she was sure that it was true.

He Wanrou's heart was cold for a while.

Although she said this in the coffee shop just now, she thought that Xia Ning and Shana had an unpleasant relationship during this period. Even if Xia Ning were to come over, it shouldn't be this time.

Therefore, in a large supermarket, He Wanrou found an excuse and called Xia Mingzheng.

"Husband, Xiao Ning and Captain Yi are coming over for dinner. About Nana, please help tell her, don't let her make trouble at the dinner table later."

"Why did Xiao Ning suddenly come over to eat?" Xia Mingzheng was very surprised.

He Wanrou's voice is full of apologetics: "I invited it. I think it belongs to the family. Even if there is any contradiction, it is a family after all. Sit down and have a happily meal..."

"Okay, I see." Xia Mingzheng said nothing more: "I'll talk about Nana over there, where are you now?"

"I'm shopping for groceries with Xiao Ning and Commander Yi, and I will be back later."

"Ok."

He Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief, and Xia Mingzheng did not blame her.

"Patriarch is polite. We made the mistake first. If you want to toast this glass of wine, we must first respect you." Master Amu raised the glass in response.

"Yes, we should respect it first." Kuang Jie also picked up the glass.

Seeing that both A Mu Ye and Kuang Jie were like this, Song Muhan was helpless and unwillingly picked up the wine glass.

Beitangxiu smiled, and everyone drank the wine.

During the meal, Bei Tangxiu chatted with several hall masters without saying a word, and the dining atmosphere did not become tense.

"Mu Han," Bei Tangxiu looked at Song Muhan: "Have you arranged Yiyi?"

Song Muhan hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded.

Bei Tangxiu asked, wouldn’t it be the autumn aftermath who settled the accounts?

"That's good." Beitangxiu smiled: "Yiyi must be in a bad mood during this period of time. Mu Han, you have to deal with her more. Otherwise, I am afraid that something will happen again."

This made Song Muhan frowned slightly.

He loves his sister very much. Qinglongtang can let He Yiyi want to do what he wants to do. Beitangxiu said that he was very upset!

"Don't bother the Patriarch."

Seeing Song Muhan's attitude, Jing Shu was displeased, and said coldly: "Hall Master Song, Lingmei is guilty of helping the rules. The Patriarch is just asking about it. Your attitude is very suspicious."

Song Muhan stared straight at Jing Shu: "Mother, the Patriarch will take care of things that do not help the rules. If the Patriarch really insists on doing this, Song Muhan will not protect shortcomings..."

"It's a pity that Hall Master Song is not taking care of the shortcomings now." Jing Shu didn't give him face, and didn't care about him: "If you make Beitangxiu the Patriarch, you should send He Yiyi back!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the dining table became tense and tense!

"Mr. Jingshu," Song Mu said almost gritted her teeth: "The head of the family is the head of the family, and the mistress is the mistress. There is rank in the young and the old, and the inferiority and inferiority are divided!"

What Song Muhan meant was that you are not the head of the family, and it is not your turn to be the master, you can be an asshole.

Jing Shu raised her eyebrows: "Maybe Hall Master Song didn’t understand the meaning of the Patriarch’s meeting just now. The mistress and Patriarch can have the same rights. It is really confusing, who is the respect and who is the humble!"