Chapter 425 Wanguan, I wasn't yelling at you just now

Back in the prosperous times, the desk was filled with documents.

This time it was not Zhou Xin's old guys targeting her, but her responsibilities as the president. Song Zhishang helped her deal with it before, but now he is not in the company, so the official documents are naturally piled up like a mountain.

I was busy sitting until the evening and didn’t even have time to drink saliva, let alone supper.

Knock!

There was a knock outside the door.

"Please come in."

Sheng Wanguan then raised her head from the document and couldn't help but rub her stiff neck. She finally knew why Sheng Can always complained of back pain when she came home.

As the president of a large group, not only has great mental pressure, but also has a huge workload.

"Mr. Sheng."

The person who came in was Jiang Juncai.

Sheng Wanguan threw down the pen in his hand, "Is it still working overtime so late?"

Jiang Juncai nodded, looked at her tiredly, and said straight to the point, "The progress of the new project is not enough by me alone. Although the team you gave me is very excellent, there are too few core personnel, so I can't take care of it alone."

In this project, several core personnel specially listed by Tang Yuanming for Sheng Guanguan include Jiang Juncai, Li Weilin, and An Jiashu.

Nowadays, only Jiang Juncai is holding on to such a large team. In addition, Zhou Xin and his group are deliberately embarrassed, so Jiang Juncai can't bear it at all.

Sheng Wanguan remembered Li Weilin's conditions and smiled slightly at Jiang Juncai, "I will find two helpers for you as soon as possible. You look very tired. Go back and rest quickly!"

Jiang Juncai nodded and said to Sheng Wanguan, "You performed very well in the national standards today. I didn't expect you to have such good driving skills."

Sheng Wanguan felt a little embarrassed, "You saw it."

"Well, I watched the replay with my colleagues during dinner. Now everyone in the company is paying attention to your competition. My colleagues in the department asked me to give you a message."

"you say."

There was a rare smile on Jiang Juncai's serious face, "The last day of the game happened to be Saturday, and those kids had already booked the tickets. You will have to give them a day off at that time."

Sheng Wanguan laughed after hearing this, "Okay, I will definitely give them a holiday."

"Okay, I'll go back first."

"etc."

As soon as Jiang Jun turned around, he was stopped by Sheng Wanguan, "You told them that I'll give you a ticket, just treat it as a reward for overtime during this period."

Jiang Juncai smiled and said, "If you say this is a reward for your car fans, they will be even happier."

"That's fine!"

After Jiang Juncai left, Sheng Wanguan sent a text message to Li Weilin, "Do you still count the bets you mentioned?"

The condition Li Weilin gave her was to enter the top three of the finals, and he would fulfill his promise to come to work in the prosperous world.

Not long after, Sheng Wanguan received a reply from Li Weilin, "Make a count."

Sheng Wanguan smiled and buried her head in the document again.

Until all the documents on the table were processed, it was almost twelve o'clock. Sheng Wanguan was so tired that his back and back pain were also faintly ached.

She thought, probably because she had been sitting for too long.

My stomach is also empty and I have no strength.

Just as he was about to go home to fill his stomach and have a good night's sleep, Malai called in and Muss lost control of his emotions.

Sheng Wanguan immediately rushed to the hospital again.

When she arrived at the hospital, Mousse's mood had stabilized. She was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and her beard was very clean. Apart from the messy folds on the shirt, she was still the gentle man she was familiar with.

Muss is a very restrained person. Whether it is temper or desire, he is sitting in a mess with cigarette butts falling all over the floor in front of him, which shows that his legs are not optimistic.

Ma Lai's eyes were red, feeling distressed and helpless, "Sister-in-law, please advise the boss, he is torture himself!"

Sheng Wanguan was unconscious of his name and asked him softly, "Who did he meet today? Are you excited?"

Malai shook his head, "He didn't see anyone today, and he watched your game in the afternoon, and then asked me to help him stand up, but his legs didn't feel at all. He failed after trying several times."

"Then he started to hammer his legs hard, his emotions getting out of control, and finally he even fell something. You didn't see how desperate and fragile the boss was at that time."

Sheng Wanwan frowned, "Did he have no sense of his legs?"

Malai still shook his head, his eyes becoming redder.

Sheng Wanguan's face became heavier. No matter how good Mus' mentality is, his hopeless recovery day by day will destroy his inner strength.

"I'll go in and talk to him!"

Sheng Wanguan opened the door and walked in, and a strong smell of smoke came to his nose.

Mousse lowered the cigarette in his hand and spoke coldly, "Malay, if you still want to stay by my side to do things, get out immediately, ahem..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mousse couldn't help coughing.

The gunshot wound on his back had not healed yet, and his body could not tolerate him torture like this. When he coughed, he felt extremely painful and unconsciously shrank his body.

Sheng Wanguan immediately stepped forward and snatched the cigarette from his hand.

Mousse was as if he was touched by a reverse scale, and suddenly became irritable, "Are you looking for it the fuck?"

die!

After seeing the person clearly, the last word stuck in Mousse's throat.

Sheng Wanguan ignored him, extinguished the cigarette butt, opened the door and windows, and then sat down in front of Mousse and looked at him calmly.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't yelling at you just now."

Mouse looked at the woman in front of her, and her anger was instantly burned out, leaving only a look of fatigue, "It's so late, why are you still here?"

Sheng Wanguan asked replies without answering, “Can you tell me what happened today?”

Mousse was dressed neatly and had a clean appearance, which shows that before this, he was still full of hope for the future. There must be a reason why he suddenly lost control of his emotions.

Mousse turned his gaze away from her face, "No, I'm just tired of being in the hospital."

Since he didn't want to say it, Sheng Wanguan was not inconvenient to ask more questions and changed the topic, "Malai said you watched my game today."

Mousse nodded and smiled, "Well, today's game is very exciting."

Mousse's smile is gentle but has no vitality.

Sheng Wanguan got up and poured him a glass of milk, "The day after tomorrow is the last day. After the competition, I will come here every night to accompany you for an hour of rehabilitation."

Mouss' eyes lit up immediately, as if the fish on the shore had found the water again, "Really?"

Sheng Wanguan nodded, "Really, so don't give up, okay?"

Mousse's lips, which were more beautiful than women, raised again, this time full of tenderness and joy. He took the milk handed over by Sheng Wanguan and swallowed it into his stomach in a few sips.

Seeing that his mood calmed down, Sheng Wanguan asked him to come in and clean the room.
Chapter completed!