Ye Zhenting went to visit Mr. Ye. The old man was still the same as before, sometimes awakening and sometimes unconscious, and his condition did not worsen or improve.

His chief physician told Ye Zhenting that as long as it does not deteriorate, it will be stable.

Continue treatment and it will get better slowly.

Ye Zhenting breathed a sigh of relief. He believed that it was only a matter of time. The old man would wake up soon.

He will be very happy when he knows the good news.

Ye Zhenting can't wait to prepare for the wedding now, wanting to give Feng Qianxue and the children a safe and happy home.

When there was something wrong with the company, Director Jiang called himself and urgently needed Ye Zhenting to go back to deal with it.

Ye Zhenting returned to the company and was no longer as cold and arrogant as before, but became approachable.

When he walked into the office building, the security guard and the front desk stood in two rows in an orderly manner, and saluted him respectfully: "Good nightclub!"

"Good morning everyone!" Ye Zhenting responded for the first time.

Everyone was stunned. The nightclub that was once high-ranking always looked arrogant and never looked at them or responded.

And today, he actually took the initiative to say hello to them?

The staff looked at each other, suspecting that they had heard it wrong.

Or is it that I haven’t been to the company for a few days, and Is it a change in the nightclub?

Ye Zhenting held a confusing curve on his lips and strode into the elevator.

Ye Hui naturally knew what was going on, and he was also happy for the Night King.

Finally it became humane, the iceberg melted, and the iron tree blossomed.

When he arrived at the 68th floor president's office, Wen Li had already led the staff to wait at the elevator entrance, and all bent down to greet Ye Zhenting: "Good nightclub!"

"Good morning, thank you everyone for your hard work." Ye Zhenting responded casually, "I'll invite breakfast today and order it on the 17th floor."

“….”

Everyone was shocked, is this a nightclub?

Is it that cruel and ruthless nightclub?

"What are you doing when you are standing there?" Ye Zhenting frowned, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"I heard it, I heard it." The secretaries nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you for the nightclub." Wenli responded the fastest.

"Thank you, nightclub." Everyone thanked each other.

"Well, don't delay your work." Ye Zhenting reminded again, "Go in batches."

"Yes." Everyone bent down and bowed to thank him.

"Nightclub, Jiang Dongma Dong Wang Dong and the others have been waiting in the conference room..."

Wenli took Ye Zhenting into the office and reported to him some of the company's affairs this week.

Ye Zhenting has been busy dealing with family affairs in recent days and has not come to the company. Although he still issued documents every day, a lot of work has accumulated.

Ye Zhenting walked into the office, and Dong Jiang and the others immediately stood up: "Nightclub!"

"You don't have to be polite, please sit down." Ye Zhenting made a gesture, "I don't have breakfast, right? I'm useless, together?"

Several directors looked at each other, thinking they had heard it wrong, or, what is the special meaning of the nightclub?

"Yehui." Ye Zhenting ordered.

"At." Ye Hui stepped forward.

"Let the 17th floor prepare breakfast and deliver it." Ye Zhenting looked at his watch and then chatted with the directors kindly, "I have worked hard these days, and I have been busy dealing with housework, and you are the ones who are taking care of the company."

"Not hard or hard."

Several directors were a little flattered, each one was even more frightened than usual, and they didn't know what the medicine Ye Zhenting sold in this gourd.

"Nightclub, are everything at home okay?"

When Mr. Jiang knew that the old man was sick, he thought that something had happened to the old man. Ye Zhenting wanted to win over the old guys.

"very good."

Speaking of home, Ye Zhenting raised a confusing curve on his lips, "I will announce some good news in a few days."

"Good news?" Several directors were very surprised. Now that there was something wrong with the company, the old man has not seen him for a long time. What else can there be good news?


Chapter completed!