As far as I know, you didn’t study this major in college. You said you loved it, but you didn’t give me any results to show how much you loved it.
Sheng Yiman clenched his hands and looked at Jiang Yifan nervously.
But Jiang Yifan didn't say any more. He just sighed and said to her: Come to the meeting with me later.
Sheng Yiman couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Jiang Yifan didn't ask any more questions. Then she glanced at Jiang Yifan furtively and returned to her smile. She said, "Teacher, what's the meeting?"
This smiling look didn't feel like he had just been hurt by Jiang Yifan, making Jiang Yifan feel like he was getting angry to no avail? Why doesn't she look scared at all?
It was just a normal meeting, Jiang Yifan said.
Sheng Yiman stepped back and said to Jiang Yifan: "Teacher, should I go out first?"
Jiang Yifan hummed, but then quickly said: Take the report on the table back and revise it again.
Sheng Yiman took the report and went out dejectedly, for fear of arousing Jiang Yifan's anger again.
Jiang Yifan looked at the people going out and couldn't help but smile. He didn't know how long it had been since he had been angry. After so long, he was actually angry with a young girl who had just graduated?
He shook his head and couldn't help but secretly sigh that he was still a bit poor at managing his emotions.
After a while, Jiang Yifan took her to the meeting. While going, Sheng Yiman received gossip from the department saying: This meeting is different. Even the secretary-general is here. Those who want to make progress can hurry up and brush up. Brush your face.
Sheng Yi didn't take it seriously, feeling that it had nothing to do with her. After all, she was just a small worker, and those who were not making progress could not compare with her.
Soon the serious meeting began. Sheng Yiman followed Jiang Yifan and sat in the back, listening to the people above. Sometimes Jiang Yifan would say a few words, but according to Sheng Yiman's observation, the secretary-general seemed to know her teacher. Commend him every now and then.
Sure enough, Sheng Yiman's guess was correct. After the meeting, Jiang Yifan asked her to go back first. However, Sheng Yiman forgot that she needed notes and left them in the conference room, so she had to go and get them again.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard someone talking in the conference room.
Yifan, how about it? Are you okay here? It was the secretary-general's voice.
Not bad, Brother Tang Yun, Jiang Yifan will come back.
elder brother? They really knew each other. Sheng Yiman was really shocked. Standing outside the door, Sheng Yiman didn't know when they would finish talking. But I wasn’t in the habit of listening to other people’s questions, so I knocked on the door and went in.
How did you come? This was the first thing Jiang Yifan said when he saw Sheng Yiman.
Tang Jun also looked over.
Sheng Yiman knew that he had ruined the chat, so he said: Teacher, I accidentally left my notebook here.
Is it this one? Jiang Yifan handed her a small notebook and said.
Yes, yes, thank you, teacher. After saying this, Sheng Yiman quickly handed it over.
Tang Yun looked at Sheng Yiman's back and said: Did you bring him along?
Jiang Yifan said with a headache: It’s not easy to teach.
Tang Yun couldn't help but laugh when he saw Jiang Yifan showing such an expression for the first time. He patted him on the shoulder and said: There are not many people who can give you such a headache. I have to see it first.
Jiang Yifan also smiled softly.
Yifan, shall we have dinner together? Tang Yun said.
OK.
The two came to a restaurant. Tang Yun raised his glass and said to Jiang Yifan: A few days ago, my father mentioned you to me and asked whether I should let you work so hard.
Jiang Yifan clinked his wine glasses with him, drank a little and said: There is no such thing as working hard or not working hard when it is your duty.
Tang Yun also drank a little and put it down, glanced at him, and said: Actually, you should consider your own considerations and find someone to take care of you. You can't...
After speaking, he paused and glanced at Jiang Yifan before stopping.
Jiang Yifan looked a little bad, even a little pale. He only said: Brother Tang Yun, I can take care of myself. Please tell dad not to worry about me.
Seeing that he was so persistent, Tang Yun couldn't force him, so he changed the topic.
You are able to get Mr. Yu to approve China Resources' project so quickly. Yifan, I am impressed. The admiration in Tang Yun's eyes was not concealed at all.
It is also because this project has long-term development that it can be developed so quickly, Jiang Yifan said.
However, I heard that it is not easy to think about this project now, Tang Yun said with a mysterious face.
Jiang Yifan naturally wanted to get it. After the project was approved, everyone wanted to get a piece of the pie. How could it be done so quickly without drawing more blood?
Both of them knew this very well on the G field and did not point it out. After all, they were already used to it.
............
While taking a nap, the phone suddenly rang, and Sheng Yiman answered it in a daze.
Go downstairs.
When Sheng Yiman heard his voice, he instantly got up from the bed and ran down. When he saw his car, he opened the door without hesitation and got in.
Seeing how excited the person was, Meng Chengmao couldn't help but curl his lips, hugged the person in his arms and kissed him, all because of his longing.
Sheng Yiman knew that he had been busy during this time, and the two of them had not been tired of being together for a while, so they were particularly sticky now that they met.
For a long time, Sheng Yiman lay feebly in his arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and raised his head and asked: Do you miss me?
Meng Chengmao came to see her right after work. Can you not think about it?
He touched her restlessly, stared at her with deep eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: What do you think?
Sheng Yiman laughed happily when she heard the reply she wanted to hear, and avoided his clutches, but she was in Men Chengmao's arms, how could she escape?
In an instant, her clothes were stripped off, and she clung tighter to Men Chengmao's body. Only her smooth back was exposed, while the front was resting on Men Chengmao's arms.
Meng Chengmao still looked like a gentleman, with his clothes neatly put on. He looked down at the white patch of snow in his arms, raised Sheng Yiman's lips, and kept sucking, Sheng Yiman looked up The head responded.
In this way, the two of them started doing things without being shy or impatient in the car. Sheng Yiman punched Meng Chengmao and complained vaguely about his inhumanity.
But where did she still have the strength? To Meng Chengmao, the so-called beating was just a light and soft pat on him.
Sheng Yiman saw that he was still the same as when he came here, still well-dressed, but his clothes were slightly wrinkled. As for her, she was not fully clothed, and his suit jacket was still covering her back.
So shameful.
At this time, Meng Chengmao's phone rang. He took a deep breath before answering, and replied seriously. Sheng Yiman naturally saw it while lying on him. She couldn't get angry, so she went to provoke him. Only the shirt Men Chengmao was wearing separated the room. Sheng Yiman was rubbing and provoking, but Men Chengmao still didn't react at all. He still talked to the person on the phone with a fair and official attitude, which made Sheng Yiman very happy. defeat!
She hooked her arms around his neck without giving up, then took advantage of him not paying attention and stuck out her tongue to lick his Adam's apple.
Meng Chengmao stretched out his body and held Sheng Yiman tightly in his arms, preventing her from moving around, disturbing people's temper.
Soon after Meng Chengmao finished talking on the phone, he put down the phone, looked down at the innocent person in his arms and smiled and cursed: Are you still innocent?
