I invited Hai Ling to drink coffee just now. She drank a cup of coffee, but she felt it was not enough.
She had to drink another cup of coffee to have the energy to deal with business.
I have to go to a meeting later.
There is a dinner party at noon.
Her schedule is also tightly packed.
Only when her mother returns to work can she take a breather, otherwise many things would be pressing on her.
Some veterans in the company were still dissatisfied with her, and would stumbling and digging holes for her from time to time. When she came back to the company every day, it was like she was in a war, and she had to be careful of overt and covert attacks every step she took.
“Ring ring ring…”
The intercom rang.
Feng Qing came out of the small tea room, walked to the desk, and pressed the speakerphone.
“Vice President Feng, President Zheng wants to see you.”
Mr. Zheng refers to Feng Qing’s eldest brother Zheng Yifan.
Feng Qing’s beautiful eyes twinkled.
Feng Ruo died, and the eldest sister-in-law proposed divorce again. The eldest brother was still in the mood to return to the company.
“Let him in.”
Feng Qing said something, then ended the call, turned around and went back to the small tea room.
Soon, Zheng Yifan opened the door and came in.
His face was still a little bruised.
His face was covered with stubble, and even if he was still wearing a suit and leather shoes, he looked haggard.
The dark circles under his eyes are also very serious, and it is obvious at a glance that he is seriously sleep deprived.
Zheng Yifan came in and didn’t see Feng Qing, so he shouted: “A Qing, A Qing, where are you?”
“I’m in the tea room, making a cup of coffee. Brother, do you want some coffee?”
“Bring me a drink, I can let the secretary do this kind of thing.”
Zheng Yifan walked to the door of the tea room, looked at it, walked away, and walked to the sofa to sit down.