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Gong Nanling was burning with anxiety. He wanted to finish the work here quickly. Wasn't she? She had been here longer than Gong Nanling and had stayed up all night. Some problems had just been resolved.
She had a special obsession with work.
This obsession, came from the 'Heavenly Eagle'.
He would go all out for anything.
Except for affection.
In the emotional world, she was a deserter.
Having been here for so long, the problem with the factory was almost resolved. The two production lines that were causing trouble had also begun working again.
Apart from the position of deputy factory director and above, the other positions have already started to be replaced. Even the technical departments were rotated.
The final elimination system shall be applied by the factory workers, and the relevant persons in charge shall be subject to the system of joint and several liability.
As a result, although they did not undergo a major blood transformation, it had completely disrupted their previous plans.
Some complained, some rejoiced.
After this incident, the gluttons did not dare to slack off like before.
However, capacity still cannot be raised.
Most importantly, the financial statements of the factories were already in deficit.
Lin Ange had instructed the chief financial officer of the the Lin's Group to transfer some funds over, but the gap was still a bit big.
Gong Nanling had already reported this to Lu Yiyao, and was just waiting for his reply.
Ding Pei returned to her office, took the phone from the table and ordered two meals.
He put down the phone and continued with his work.
Temporary office.
"Go to the Dijing …"
Gong Nanling exclaimed in surprise as he held the phone.
"Yes." You will head directly from the central region. When you get there, we will go to the western mountains together. "
Lu Yiyao's cold voice came out of the phone.
"Alright, uncle."
Gong Nanling replied.
"What's the situation in the factory now?"
Lu Yiyao's eyes narrowed and his tone became a bit more severe.
"The two lines of stoppages have been reopened. "It's just that the mood of the workers is not very high, and the production capacity is still not up to standard..."
When he talked about the situation of the factory, Gong Nanling felt really bitter and worried.
"Take your time."
For the first time, Lu Yiyao did not reprimand him harshly. Instead, there was a hint of comfort in his words.
"Alright …"
Gong Nanling frowned and answered in a low voice.
"How is Ding Pei these days?"
Lu Yiyao asked again.
"Assistant Ding?"
Gong Nanling's gaze couldn't help but turn towards the door as a look of admiration flashed across his eyes.
"She works very seriously and professionally …"
"That's not what I'm asking?"
Lu Yiyao squinted his eyes and said coldly.
"Hmm?"
Gong Nanling was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.
"Little uncle, what do you want to ask?"
"Never mind, that's all."
Lu Yiyao didn't answer him. He just hung up the phone.
"What exactly does uncle want to ask?" Besides Little Aunt, he didn't seem to care about other women either? He specifically asked Assistant Ding's situation, could it be? "Impossible?"
Gong Nanling muttered to himself. He immediately rejected the idea right after it appeared.
He couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday at the basketball court. He frowned, his eyes filled with doubt.
"What happened to Assistant Ding?"
As she was thinking, Ding Pei knocked on the door again, a paper bag in her hand.
"Young Director Gong, let's eat."
Ye Zichen stood in front of the guest's sofa, looked at Gong Nanling, who was buried in a pile of documents, and then took out the dishes in the paper bag one by one.
"Alright."
Gong Nanling stood up, stretched his body and walked over. Glancing at it, his eyes lit up.
The dinner was very sumptuous. There was a combination of meat and vegetables, and it was nutritious. It was light and not greasy.
"Assistant Ding, you haven't eaten either, right? Why don't we sit down and eat together? "
Gong Nanling invited.
"Thanks, but no thanks."
Ding Pei lightly said, "Deny."
After getting along with her for a few days, Gong Nanling finally got to know her character. Without another word, he smiled and picked up his chopsticks.
"Young Director Gong, enjoy yourself, just call me if you need anything."
"Alright."
Gong Nanling nodded.
Ding Pei turned around coldly and walked out.
Gong Nanling looked at her proud and aloof back and became even more confused.
"What happened to her?"
"..."
Yunjing.
At the villa by the lake.
Lu Yiyao finished his call to Gong Nanling and went back to the rocking chair. Squatting down, he held Lin Ange's hand.
"An An, shall we go down to eat?"
"…"
Lin Ange didn't want to move at all. Although the anger in his heart had been reduced, his mood was still very low.
Ye Qinghuan's condition was like a huge rock that was pressing down heavily on her heart, causing her to feel a little flustered.
"An An, stop being angry, let's go eat."
Lu Yiyao squinted his eyes with a slight smile on his face.
"I can't eat."
Lin Ange looked at him, pouting as she spoke softly.
"Then I'll bring it to you."
Lu Yiyao raised his hand and touched her forehead. His palm was warm and hot, just like his gaze.
"No need …"
Before Lin Ange finished her sentence, Lu Yiyao had already stood up. He pursed his lips and walked out of the room.
His back was clear and cold.
Lin Ange's heart tightened. The corner of her eyes turned sour as a thin layer of mist once again appeared in her eyes.
She and him, were both lonely people.
After a while, Lu Yiyao brought the dishes, took a stool and put the tray on top.
"An An, come …"
Lu Yiyao reached out his hand and slowly pulled her up.
Spoon after spoon, like taking care of your own child.
After the meal.
Lu Yiyao went to the study room while Lin Ange stayed in the room and opened her laptop again.
In the mailbox, there were three or four messages lying there. One of them was even copied from Hee Shen's reply.
Almost all of these emails were about 'T2'.
With Fang Qingchuan and Hee Shen, she felt a lot more relaxed.
Beep.
Just as she was about to exit the mailbox and continue looking through the documents Ding Pei had sent her, a new email popped up.
The sender's column was blank.
The mail title was also blank.
[Miss Lin, there is something on the attachment that interests you, please check it carefully!]
Lin Ange frowned slightly, her limpid eyes falling on the attachment that was sent to her.
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She gripped the mouse and hesitated.
Who was this person?
Why did he have to be so deliberately mystifying?
Gu Yunxiao had installed the best firewall for her computer. Even if there was an unknown virus in the attachment, it wouldn't be able to corrode it.
Ye Zichen frowned and clicked on it.
Upon seeing it clearly, his pupils constricted. His heart was beating very fast. The fingers holding the mouse curled up.
The attachments were all photos.
And the protagonists in the picture were all her. And she was alone.
From birth until now.
Twenty-two years.
Every year.
There were also words written on the photo.
[Princess for six months]
[Little Princess is 1 year old]
"..."
[The Little Princess is twenty-two years old]
And so on and so forth.
In the photo, she didn't even look at the camera.
This was obviously a covert photo shoot.