Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

He shouldn't...won't refuse, right?

But what if Sikong Jingqiu insisted on letting the driver deliver him?

Haiyue bit her lower lip.

or?Let the driver drive there first, wander around in the hospital before coming out?

But... what if the driver sent by Sikong Jingqiu followed him all the way?

Thinking of this, Haiyue frowned.

no!We must find a way to get Sikong Jingqiu to dismiss his idea of ​​sending a driver to follow him!

Haiyue gritted her teeth, thinking desperately, to see if she could find a reasonable and strong reason to dispel Sikong Jingqiu's idea of ​​sending her driver to the hospital.

Sikong Jingqiu raised his eyes, still silent, staring at Haiyue with eyes as dark as stars, as if evaluating the credibility of what she said.

After a while, he finally nodded and agreed to Haiyue's request, "Well, then you should be careful on the road."

Haiyue breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could finish her breath, she almost vomited blood and died because of Sikong Jingqiu's next words.

Sikong Jingqiu walked to the bedside table, picked up the phone above and dialed, and said, "I want to call Dongye to wait for you in the office."

"..."

Haiyue was speechless, really didn't know what to say.

Here, Haiyue stood there upright, as stiff as a statue.On the other side, Sikong Jingqiu had already dialed the phone and began to explain the situation to Xia Dongye.

It's just that I accidentally got slapped in the face. At worst, I just hit back next time. Is it necessary to make it so serious and grand! ?Just how persistent and stubborn is Sikong Jingqiu?

Haiyue watched Sikong Jingqiu explain the situation to Xia Dongye on the other end of the phone with a sullen face and a very serious face. Except for the black line, it was still a black line.

It seemed that whether she took the driver's special car or took the bus by herself, she had to go to the hospital today.

Haiyue frowned, and sighed secretly in her heart: It's just that her cheeks are a little swollen, I really don't know why Sikong Jingqiu makes such a fuss...

In a daze, Sikong Jingqiu had already finished talking on the phone.After putting down the phone, he turned around, faced Haiyue and said, "I've already told you about Dongye, you go directly there, after reading it, go home and rest, you don't have to come to work in the afternoon."

So you don't have to go to work?

The benefits of Beifeng Group are too good, right?

Haiyue was stunned for a moment, then answered the question intuitively, "Wouldn't it be said by others if you don't go to work so casually?"

"I'm the general manager of the company, and I still have the right to put an employee on leave." Sikong Jingqiu said without expression, stating the facts.

That's right.

Although the old lady Sikong is the chairman of Beifeng Group, she is already fully retired, and except for coming back every year for the annual meeting, she is always in the United States.

In other words, the old lady Sikong is just a title, and Sikong Jingqiu is the top decision maker of Beifeng Group.

The general manager said one thing, but of course no one dares to say two, unless they don't want to do it anymore.

Haiyue no longer struggles with this problem, accepts the fact that she must go to the hospital, and is mentally prepared to face any embarrassment.

"I know, after I've been to the doctor, I'll go straight home."

The two finally reached an agreement and walked out of the lounge together.

Haiyue walked to her desk and began to organize the documents scattered on it.

During this period, Sikong Jingqiu has been standing by Haiyue's side, watching her pack her things, and occasionally reaching out to help pick up the paper that fell on the ground due to Lin Youyi's action just now and handing it to Haiyue.