Someone said worriedly, "The snow is getting heavier and the road conditions are getting worse and worse."
"Please rest assured, the court is always absolutely safe." Xiwen comforted everyone, "As for what he is doing, I really don't know. He went out in the morning and agreed to come back at noon."
Some people wondered, "Ting has always been on time, so we are worried if something happened to him."
"Yes, I'm worried too." Someone was hanging his heart like an old father, "The main reason is that the road conditions are not good."
"A dozen traffic accidents have been reported today..."
"Oh, as long as he comes back safely, it doesn't matter if he waits for a while."
"Assistant Xiwen, either you call again, will you ask?" Someone was still worried.
Xiwen is actually not worried about General Ting’s safety, because General Ting has a sense of security. He is an adult and can take good care of himself.
What Xiwen is most worried about is that the meeting will be pushed back further. The meeting between the Party and Camille at 3:00 pm will be delayed. Camille, as the top ten female entrepreneurs in the world, is vigorous and decisive, and has a very strict schedule and has almost no room for anything.
So Xiwen called Mr. Ting again, risking being scolded.
This time, he didn't refuse. Tingyun just helped her store all the dolls in the bedroom of Mu Jianing in the small foreign building. Perhaps because of her good mood, he answered, "I'll hold a video conference for you right away."
"My boss, I have a meeting with you at 3:00 pm. You won't forget it, right?" Xiwen said quickly, afraid that he would hang up the phone.
"I haven't forgotten. I received her reminder text message, and it's still time."
Xiwen breathed a sigh of relief. If Ting didn't come and let him deal with Camille by himself, then he might... be swallowed by the other party so much that he didn't even have bones left.
Seeing him hang up his phone, the first thing Mu Jianing said was, "Do you want to hold a video conference on the way back? This is very dangerous! Don't joke about your life!"
From her tone and expression, Tingyun could feel worried and care, "Don't worry, I'll pay attention."
After the words came, he looked at the completely empty storage box and instructed, "Don't throw it away, we'll pick up some of it some again the next day and fill it up."
Yes, all the dolls were just in a storage box, and there was also a box empty.
Mu Jianing stared at him and saw a touch of tenderness in his deep eyes. She raised the corner of her lips and nodded, "Okay."
She came to her, took off her coat from her shoulders, and tiptoed to help him put it on, just like he did for her in the snow.
The gentle touch of the girl's fingertips remained between his neck, and she said to him, "Be careful on the road."
Tingyun nodded, "Then I'll leave first, you don't need to send it."
The girl stopped and watched his back disappear at the door. When Tingyun drove the car away, Mu Jianing stood in front of the window and watched.
She was very happy and a little reluctant, and felt strange in her heart.
It was already past two o'clock, and Tingyun held a video conference on the way back to the company. His thoughts were very clear and he solved the serious problems one by one. Every remedial plan proposed made the executives feel enlightened.
In fact, Tingyun analyzed until three in the morning last night.
No one's success is easy, but no one can see it when others make efforts.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a high-end reception room of Ding's Group.
As soon as he opened the door, the strong jasmine fragrance came to his nose. In the winter, the French woman wearing a strapless skirt threw the marten directly to the assistant beside her, and twisted her waist in her high heels and took a step in.