"Hey! Juhyun! I was just about to call you!"
"Dear, I have already called the secretary. Dad is holding a senior management meeting on the top floor and cannot attend the breakfast meeting yet. And the President Wu Byung-wook you mentioned last night, his position in the Anseong Enterprise Federation The ranking is not high.”
"Zhuxuan, my dearest wife, you have really helped me a lot. I will reward you well when I get home."
Yu Cheng almost bit his lip and parked the car in front of the splendid TVA building with a trembling mood. Looking along the bright car glass, I saw many well-dressed people gathering in twos and threes outside the crystal-clear revolving door to greet each other and shake hands.
"It's been a long time since you've been here." Noticing Zheng Yucheng's presence from afar, the waiter quickly opened the door respectfully. The whole process was smooth, elegant, and traceless, and his straight-to-the-point sentence made him even more enthusiastic.
"Well, where is the high-level conference room?" Yu Cheng didn't have time to pay attention to the waiter's teasing, and turned to speak seriously.
"Is it a high-level conference room? I will arrange for someone to take you there." The waiter's face froze, hesitating for a moment and then said forcefully.
"Thank you, I really trouble you."
Huh! This elegant and elegant uninvited guest in front of me has not only become humble and polite after not seeing him for a long time, but even the content of the exchange on the phone has become more and more incredible...
"Hey! Ming Yao, I'm here now. I just saw Wu Bingxu at the TVA gate." Yucheng breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face like a spring breeze.
"I'm more optimistic than expected. President Ouyang from the headquarters hasn't arrived yet." Zhou Mingyao pretended to look down at the call record, swallowed hard, and then carefully put his face on the table. Pretend to be tying your shoes.
"What about Shin Zhenghuan and Cui Inhyuk? Are there any new developments over there?" Yucheng raised a thin eyebrow and walked out of the elevator with a chuckle.
"Let's not talk about our side! What's the current situation at TVA?!" Zhou Mingyao was suddenly so anxious that white smoke was rising from his head. Because Shen Zhenghuan and Cui Inhyuk accidentally put their eyes behind Zhou Mingyao, waves of hot air rushed towards their faces and hit their eardrums, and Mingyao's muscles continued to tighten.
"Currently, everyone is meeting in a high-level meeting. But Mingyao, just put your heart back in your stomach. I will try my best to accomplish what I promised you." Yucheng waved his arms exaggeratedly and stepped on his feet. Yan walked towards the direction of the high-level meeting.
"Please, Brother Yucheng, my life is in your hands." Zhou Mingyao's tongue was tied, and his words were vague and distant.
"I know, I won't disappoint you." Unlike Zhou Mingyao, who was frightened out of his wits by Cui Inhyuk and Shin Zhenghuan and started crying, Yucheng was completely calm and put his ear against the door of the conference room. He simply ignored the sparkling eyes of the passing waiter.
A familiar voice came faintly from the ajar door. Yucheng's heart sank, it was Wu Bingxu. The figure sitting in the corner of the conference room was undoubtedly Wu Bingxu. Although the content of those people's conversations gave him a feeling of being awake but not awake, like a dream but not a dream, but driven by strong curiosity, Yucheng made up his mind and kept condensing his body to peek inside through the crack in the door. There was just a "click" sound, and the door split open into a narrow opening like an uncontrollable one. Yu Cheng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly stumbled and tiptoed into the stairwell nearby, and fell down on the dim steps. , gasping for air, like a crab that is about to be cooked.
"Hey! Mingyao, are the people from the headquarters here?" Yucheng looked up at the dark sky at a loss.
"Hmm, we've parked the car at the door, Brother Yucheng..." Zhou Mingyao turned his back to Cui Renhe, his voice sounded so desperate.
"Oh! How many people got out of the car?" Yucheng was also completely unable to move. After being stunned for a moment, he continued to cover his mouth and asked in an almost unclear voice.
"Brother, my whole body is about to collapse now. How could I notice... Oh, it seems like 3 people (at Jin Zhiyuan's whisper prompt), 3 people walked in. What should I do if you ask me something later? ?!" Zhou Mingyao hugged the phone tighter, and even growled at Yu Cheng regardless of his image. The sparkle in his eyes was gone, leaving only deep holes.
"What should I do? I don't know what to do now. It's not over yet. It seems to be discussing a very serious matter." Every word Yu Cheng said in a hoarse voice was like a sharp knife, stabbing. It touched Ming Yao's heart and stabbed himself hard at the same time.
"Brother Yucheng, but I really don't have time to waste time with him. For me, as long as President Wu Bingxu and Ouyang from the headquarters sign, the unemployment crisis hanging over our heads will be lifted." At this time, Zhou Mingyao was completely It was like performing a one-man show. Even if he didn't get the long-awaited response, he could only call out the name of the savior over and over again with a trembling voice.
"I understand. Just hang up the phone first. I'll help you find a solution. Anyway, no matter what they ask you later, don't answer with a sad face."
Yucheng helplessly leaned against the wall of the corridor and closed his eyes. Just when he stood resolutely at the door of the conference room, ready to break in at any time, the low voices coming from the front entangled his hands and feet like seaweed again.
"Ai Xi! Really! Why does it have to take so long?! My father-in-law, my father-in-law, which one is it? Can you see me who is so anxious?!" Standing outside the ajar door, the voice spoke again It came from far and near. Fortunately, the lights in the corridor were dim and no one noticed him. With a sigh, Yucheng suddenly and ruthlessly withdrew his hand that was reaching for the door.
"Zheng Yucheng, don't forget that you gave me this hope. Do you want to open up Ming Yao's scarred heart for the second time?!" Yucheng quickly regained his composure and put on a compassionate expression. Looking at Ming Yao's face in his mind, he was begging and wailing at Ouyang... When he put his hand on the door for the last time, Yu Cheng's delicate face almost had a hint of sullenness that he had never seen before.
At the critical moment, the phone rang suddenly from the packed conference room. Before Yucheng could put his hand back into his pocket, the people who came to the meeting had already walked out of the elegant and heavy door quickly, and there was a "crackling sound" in the corridor. "The sound of high heels or men's leather shoes hitting the ground resounded, and there was also a loud conversation among the people. Yucheng stood next to the waiter, rubbing his hands constantly and stamping his feet, looking panicked.
"That Wu..." The dazzling light gradually faded away, and Yu Cheng's throat straightened up like a carp, but the words of the greeting he had just met in front of the TVA building rang in his ears without losing any opportunity. Wu Bingxu stood silently beside Yucheng at this moment. He was also in a state of vacuum. More and more people crossed his shoulders and followed directly behind a man with jagged black and white hair and a poopy back. Wu Bingxu followed closely for a few steps, although he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but it gave the impression that he didn't seem to want to hear or see clearly at all, he was just afraid of being left behind by people in the same circle.
"Wu...Wu..." Only the sound of people's footsteps seemed to echo in the dark and long corridor. The more upset Yucheng became, the sound of footsteps slowly became louder. "Pang pong pong..." At this time, Yucheng's brain was like a balloon that had been filled with too much breath. Just a touch of his fingertips could make it explode.
"Hello, President Wu Byung-wook, I am An Chengyin..."
As he shuttled among the glamorous crowd, Yucheng felt extremely small in a trance. Wu Bingxu's figure twisted and swayed in front of his eyes like the pattern on the ceiling, and suddenly transformed into two pure black diamonds shining with crystal light between Yucheng's brows. Yucheng simply stretched out his hand to touch Wu Bingxu's sleeve, but his fingers seemed to be traveling in unreal light. Not only Wu Bingxu, but also the people around him completely regarded him as a germ-like existence, leaving Yucheng in this empty space The space is noisy. As soon as he closed his eyes, Zheng Yucheng disappeared like ubiquitous dust.
"Old, father-in-law!" After a period of silence, Yucheng finally stopped chanting Wu Bingxu's name with difficulty. Instead, he simply stood in the middle of the crowded crowd like a crossroads and screamed hysterically.
In an instant, silence temporarily returned to the corridor outside the conference room. At the same time, a holy light shone directly through the glass window on Yu Cheng's handsome face. Yucheng glanced at Wu Bingxu in the crowd. From his confused and contemptuous eyes, Yucheng seemed to hear his subtext.
"Son-in-law Zheng!?! Why are you here in the company?" Just like pressing the time and space switch invisibly, the man who always occupied the C position was the last to turn around but was the first to walk towards Yucheng.
"How come I can't even recognize my father-in-law? The avatar on the encyclopedia is clearly his. Song Shengmin, the most famous man in Ancheng."
Yucheng's mood couldn't be better, just like opening up the air and blowing a cool breeze in the midsummer weather. Gradually, Yucheng raised his chin with satisfaction. And those people surrounding Song Shengmin all had sparks of embarrassment bursting from their lips to the corners of their eyes.
"It must be for official business this time, right?"
"Yes, Dad, I always cause trouble to you and your association members. I really feel bad about it."
Yucheng, who stood behind Song Shengmin, bowed solemnly to everyone, and those who had looked slick just now began to respond to Yucheng with smiles on their faces.
