Wei Chuan was not in a hurry to coax anyone when he returned to the room. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Meng Tang went to the bathroom directly.
Wei Chuan followed him with his eyes, smiled, and called his assistant.
The assistant was on standby 24 hours a day and was quickly connected, but he was a little surprised because Wei Chuan was a good boss and never occupied his subordinates' off-duty time.
There must be something going on if you call me so late.
Sure enough, Wei Chuan didn't say anything nonsense. He came up and asked: "How is the relationship between Manager Qiao and Lao Xing, who were in the meeting today?"
The assistant didn't understand why he asked this. Question, he said: "The relationship between master and apprentice is quite good."
Wei Chuan said "hmm": "Lao Xing is going to the northern branch next year. Let her come with him. If you don't want to go, just follow the normal termination process with her."
The assistant was stunned. This contained a lot of information.
The branch that Lao Xing will go to next year was just established this year. Lao Xing used to be in charge of the overall situation. Of course, he is a northerner himself, and I'm afraid he will never return to the south again.
But Qiao Yu is from the south. If he goes to the north, he will definitely not be used to it, and it will not be conducive to career development.
If you don’t want to, terminate the job? Who did this offend?
After a while, the assistant decided to take offense: "Manager Qiao, she..."
"Do as I say." Wei Chuan interrupted the assistant forcefully for the first time.
"Okay." The assistant didn't dare to say any more nonsense.
Wei Chuan shook his head after hanging up the phone. He couldn't say that it was Qiao Yu who offended Meng Tang.
Now thinking back to the several times Meng Tang asked about the company and Qiao Yu, Wei Chuan knew what was going on.
Meng Tang came out of the bathroom with wet hair, and Wei Chuan greeted him attentively: "Lie down, I will blow dry your hair."
Over the years of marriage, Meng Tang has become accustomed to Wei Chuan's service, and today for the first time she refused: "No, I will do it myself."
Wei Chuan laughed, picked her up by the waist, and turned into the bathroom.
"Put me down." Meng Tang planned not to do this tonight.
Wei Chuan put her down and leaned her against the edge of the washstand. He stretched her head out and was about to kiss her. Meng Tang was so anxious that he raised his hand to block her mouth: "Where's the hair dryer?"
Wei Chuan hummed, it must be done this way.
But he was a little unhappy when Meng Tang refused his kiss.
But she was still angry, so she couldn't offend her too much.
Wei Chuan turned on the hair dryer and motioned for her to turn around.
Meng Tang turned around and looked at himself in the mirror.
Her eyes wandered back and forth on Wei Chuan's face, just like before, without any change.
Looking more mature than before, in fact, I am still childish in my heart.
But this kind of childishness is only for Meng Tang, so she likes it very much.
After blowing her long hair slowly for twenty minutes, Wei Chuan squeezed some hair care oil and applied it to the ends of her hair.
After washing his hands, he picked up Meng Tang and placed her on the washstand.
Meng Tang was startled and held his broad shoulders with both hands.
Wei Chuan stepped forward to block her, and asked with a smile: "Why are you angry?"
"No." Meng Tang pretended to be stupid, "When did I get angry?"
Wei Chuan knocked Meng Tang's forehead with his forehead: "Still hiding it from me? Why didn't you tell me if you felt uncomfortable?"
Meng Tang sipped. Pursing his lips: "How did you know?"
"I really didn't know at first." Wei Chuan said, "I only felt something was wrong after receiving a message from Manager Qiao. You noticed it during the day, why didn't you tell me?"
He was preoccupied with Meng Jingfan during the day, and Meng Tang came and went again, so he naturally didn't notice Qiao Yu's small movements.
Meng Tang said: "I just intuitively tell that she is interested in you. After all, she is a serious employee. How can I say it? If not, isn't it slander?" Be more jealous next time."
Meng Tang rolled his eyes at him and raised his chin arrogantly: "Now that I know, what are you going to do about it?"
"I've dealt with it." Wei Chuan looked like he was begging for praise.
"Has it been dealt with?" Meng Tang was stunned, "You won't fire people, right?"
"No." Wei Chuan explained to her, "She and Lao Xing have a master-disciple relationship. Lao Xing will go to the Northern Branch next year, and Manager Qiao will go with him."
Meng Tang thought Qiao Yu was really going to the branch, so he nodded: "That's good."
"Okay, the matter is settled, now it's time to resolve our affairs." Wei Chuan squinted his eyes and stared at Meng Tang.
Meng Tang's intuition was bad and he leaned back: "What's the matter between us?"
Wei Chuan took another step forward: "Next time, no matter what happens, you have to tell me. My son is already three years old, and he still thinks about this and that with me."
"I know." Meng Tang laughed, "I was planning to tell you, but when you caught up with me, I thought you knew, but you didn't say anything and let me take a shower alone, so I——"
"You just acted so petty." Wei Chuan cut her off, "right?"
Meng Tang: "...I'm so old, I still use - well."
Before he could finish his sentence, Meng Tang was brutally blocked by someone.
Meng Tang couldn't sit still. When he fell back, Wei Chuan grabbed his back and carried him back.
Her last pitiful breath was eaten away by Wei Chuan.
Meng Jingfan slept with Chu Yin tonight, which was more or less convenient for Wei Chuan.
Meng Jingfan didn’t know what was going on. He could sleep alone in Yanqing, but every time he returned to City Z, he had to sleep with himself and Meng Tang.
After kissing for a while, Meng Tang punched Wei Chuan's chest hard. She almost ran out of oxygen.
Wei Chuan let go of her, pecked her back reluctantly, and whispered: "I'm going to take a shower, and you go to the bed and wait for me."
Meng Tang pushed him away and got off the washbasin, without saying wait or waiting.
Wei Chuan was so shameless that he thought Meng Tang acquiesced.
He took a shower hurriedly and got on the bed with burning buttocks, but Meng Tang suddenly dropped his chain, turned to Wei Chuan and said, "I'll start a video, you hide yourself."
"Who is it?" Wei Chuan frowned, very unhappy.
Meng Tang: "Tan Xi."
Wei Chuan: "..."
Meng Tang ignored him and started a video chat with Tan Xi.
Tan Xi’s solo exhibition will be opened in January, and Meng Tang is invited to Donglu.
Meng Tang was a little surprised: "This preparation took a long time, how come there was no news before?"
Tan Xi said: "After all, this is my first solo exhibition. I have been very nervous, afraid that I won't be able to do it, so I didn't say anything. The reason why I invited you is to show you someone."
"Who is it?" Wei Chuan couldn't help but say something.
Tan Xi was startled, and then laughed: "Wei Chuan, I've really had enough of you, can you give some freedom to Meng Tang, a child, I want her to see a child."
Wei Chuan: "..."
Meng Tang seemed to feel something: "Child? Do you want me to accept a disciple?"
Tan Xi: "Come here and take a look at his qualifications. This child is related to my family. Due to family reasons, he is not suitable to stay in Donglu, so I thought of you."
"I know you have your own standards for accepting disciples, and you may have to pass Master Meng's test. I just let you take a look, and let's talk if you think it is suitable."
"Okay." Meng Tang agreed immediately.
She has been looking for a suitable candidate, but she has never been able to find one.
The people recommended by Tan Xi personally may have some talent.