The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 467

Qu Jimeng wanted to laugh, but he hid it well.

Just a faint smile on his mouth, "Her...Are you afraid of being told by her? Little girl."

When was she not the one who forced Xiaoyu to go to the beam?

Still embarrassed to be afraid of being asked by others in turn? !
"Don't worry about going back to the army, anyway, you will go home again at night, don't be afraid." Qu Jimeng comforted his fiancée's anxiety, and went downstairs with her arms around her.

The Bo family's private jet is parked on the lawn outside the bungalow, and the current task is to take the young lady to and from the army and home sooner or later.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Qu Jimeng waved at his fiancée until he could no longer see the helicopter before turning around and getting into the car to go to the company.

When he came to the company, Qu Lao had arrived at the president's office early.

"Grandpa, good morning."

Qu Lao sat at the conference table in Kuojing's office, flipping through some documents.

Leisurely.

Several other executives were also present.

When the executives saw the heir coming to the company, they all stood up to greet him.

Since he is the future successor of the consortium, he has an aura of coercion, which makes people have to pay attention to the young heir.

"Mr. Qu—do you want some tea?"

Seeing that Qu Jimeng was slowly approaching in a wheelchair by remote control, a senior executive approached him fawningly and asked.

"A cup of tea can help clear the brain, and it's also possible. Manager Liu will let the secretary's office come in."

"Okay, I'll go and give orders." Manager Liu is in charge of the administrative management of the headquarters, because no one from the Qu family has been in charge of the company before, and he hasn't run around with Xiao Xiao like this for a long time.

Since the three generations of the Qu family are all in the company, apart from Qu Jinghuan who has already taken root in the special forces, the people in the company can only call Qu Jimeng "Little President Qu".

So that one day his father, Qu Jinghuan, will come to the company without embarrassing everyone.

On the second day of work, Mr. Qu invited the senior executives to have a small meeting together.

"Everyone knows the situation of our family, and I don't need to introduce anything else, but from now on, I hope everyone will fully support my little grandson—"

Everyone nodded immediately to express their attitude.

Qu Laotan brushed his gray hair, "Wow, from now on, if there is anything that young people can't solve, and it happens that I'm not in China, you can communicate with my granddaughter, who is the mother of this child."

"After all, young people still need to learn a lot of things, and they have been in the army before. Unlike his mother who has been running the company for more than [-] years. At the same time, for the transition of this special period, I propose to start tomorrow morning , your executives hold a breakfast meeting together every morning, and if there is anything that requires the cooperation of all departments, you can communicate at the meeting."

Qu Jimeng drank the tea handed over by the secretary and listened carefully to the meeting chaired by his grandfather.

But from time to time, my mind will definitely take a short errand and go to the army.

As soon as the meeting ended, when Grandpa went out, Qu Jimeng picked up his phone to see if there was any message.

Click on WeChat, there is no information.

He had no choice but to put the phone back on the desk silently, thinking that the girl must be very busy.

Her class schedule is engraved in his brain, and he only needs to think about it to know what she is probably doing.

This kind of longing is really unprecedented torture.

After finally getting through the boring work in the morning, Qu Jimeng sent Xiang Jiabao a message during the lunch break.

Then I just sat on the sofa and waited for an answer.

But waited and waited, and waited for a while before hearing the phone ring.

I clicked on WeChat and saw that it was a message from Zheng Yinan.

"Damn! Your wife can't even walk today, tell me, did you eat her last night?!"

At the end, there are two cool expressions attached.

(End of this chapter)