She was so stubborn, so bold, she could even point at his nose and curse, so why was she crying?
Yang Kaiqing waited for Rong Jiuci's instructions.
Given how much Mr. Rong cared about Murong Rong, after hearing this news, he should have handed over the work in Haishi to him and rushed back himself.
Although Haishi's work is important, it is far from the point where Mr. Rong needs to personally come forward.
At this time, he only heard Rong Jiuci say: "I know."
Then, there is no more.
After waiting for two hours, the car entered the boundary of Haishi without hearing anything from Rong Jiuci.
Yang Kaiqing realized in hindsight that the matter this time was really serious. Even Miss Mu's initiative to seek peace did not make Mr. Rong change his mind.
Yang Kaiqing was very anxious, but no matter how anxious he was, he didn't dare to say anything. He could only secretly send a message to the secretary in the president's office, asking them to take good care of Murong Rong and not to neglect him.
How could the secretary dare to neglect Yang Kaiqing's instructions? He was always paying attention to Murong Rong, for fear that he would not be able to hear her needs.
It's just that Murong Rong was too quiet and easy to serve, leaving no room for these secretaries to show off.
Murong Rong moved a chair and sat next to the table. She spread her notebook on the table, her fingertips gently traced lines on the paper, and from time to time she recorded inspiration on the memo on her mobile phone.
Originally, she should have continued to draw the design while the inspiration was good, but the back of her hand, which was hit by the middle-aged woman with a clothes hanger, became more swollen as time went by, and she could no longer hold the pencil freely.
The only good thing is that the fashion contest is a week away, and by then nothing serious will happen.
Just when this thought came to mind, the phone suddenly rang.
Murong Rong stood up immediately. She was so anxious that she stumbled over the chair, but this still did not stop her from anxiously trying to get her phone.
When she took her cell phone out of her handbag and looked at the flashing phone number, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.
It's an unfamiliar number.
It was also at this moment that Murong Rong suddenly realized that he had been waiting for Rong Jiuci's call.
But Rong Jiuci never called her.
Is Rong Jiuci angry?
Yes, he should be angry.
Who made her speak so harshly before?
Murong Rong pursed her lips, her eyes full of annoyance.
At this time, the cell phone was still ringing, and Murong Rong recovered her thoughts and answered the call.
"Hey, is this Ms. Murong Rong? This is the Organizing Committee of the Fengfang Fashion Design Competition. Now I am officially informing you that the time of the competition has been temporarily rescheduled to tomorrow."
tomorrow?
Murong Rong was very surprised: "So anxious?"
"This is a comprehensive consideration of all aspects. Player Murong Rong asks you to participate on time."
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.
Murong Rong frowned.
If her hand is not injured, just change the game time, she doesn't care at all.
It happened that her hand was injured today.
What's even worse is that in order to showcase the contestants' abilities in an all-round way, the fashion design competition requires on-site assignments in the rematch.
Designers have to design and sew on-site according to the content of the proposition, and the entire competition is very long, from ten o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock in the evening.
The time left for the designer to design and sew is from 10 am to 8 pm, and after that, there are four hours of display.
Such a long period of time is a great test for the designer's physical strength. Normal people will shed a layer of skin after the competition, not to mention that she is still a pregnant woman who has not fully passed the first trimester.
Murong Rong's eyes darkened, but the expression on his face was calm.
Now that things have developed like this, being angry or upset is of no use, so it is better to be prepared.
Perhaps because he had expected that tomorrow would be a huge challenge, Murong Rong's fighting spirit was aroused.
Knock knock knock——
There was a knock on the office door, and the secretary pushed the door open and came in.
"Miss Mu."
"Is Rong Jiuci back?"
"No, Mr. Rong hasn't come back yet."
"Yes, you said he won't be back from his business trip until tomorrow night." Murong Rong murmured.
The secretary looked at Murong Rong and suddenly felt distressed. What is going on with Mr. Rong?
Is Miss Mu still pregnant? Why are you just leaving her alone?
It's just that no matter how much complaints the secretary has in her heart, she doesn't dare to show it.
Instead, he smiled and said, "Miss Mu, it's time to get off work. I'll take you back."
Murong Rong was stunned when she heard this. She turned to look out the floor-to-ceiling window, and then she realized that the sky outside had turned completely dark at some point.
"I'm sorry to delay you from getting off work." Murong Rong apologized very much: "You don't need to worry about me. I plan to sleep in Rong Jiuci's lounge tonight."
"this……"
"Not available?"
"It's not that it's inconvenient, I'm just worried that no one will take care of you at night."
"I can take care of myself."
Seeing Murong Rong's insistence, the secretary didn't know what to say. She ordered dinner for Murong Rong, and had someone bring her a wash and a change of clothes before leaving.
Before leaving, she repeatedly told Murong Rong to call her if anything happened.
After dinner, it was still early, and Murong Rong felt bored after watching TV series for a while.
This was an emotion she hadn't experienced in a long time.
From now on, her life will always be filled with all kinds of things. Even after finishing her work, she still has Rong Jiuci.
At that time, Murong Rong also thought that it would be great if she could have a good rest, even if it was only for one night.
Now that she finally has time, she feels very uncomfortable.
Time is really the greatest magician in the world, it can make everything become a habit.
As the saying goes, love is like air, by the time you react, it has already penetrated into your bones.
Murong Rong slowly walked across every inch of Rong Jiuci's office, and the image of that man working seriously appeared in his mind.
Sea market.
The negotiation was suspended midway, and the other party warmly invited Rong Jiu to quit and dine in the restaurant.
Compared with the other party's warmth, Rong Jiuci's attitude was very cold.
It's just that due to Rong Jiuci's powerful position, the other party didn't dare to have any opinions. Instead, he was full of anxiety.
I couldn't help but wonder if Rong Jiuci was particularly dissatisfied with their conditions, which was why he was so cold to him, the person in charge. Otherwise, even if it was out of politeness, he should have treated him well.
The more the person in charge thought about it, the more worried he became. The Rong Group didn't care about this list, but they did. It was their job for the next three years.
So the person in charge found an excuse and left the reception room to discuss it with someone.
If Yang Kaiqing knew what the person in charge was thinking, he could only say one thing, the power of brainstorming is too powerful.
His family was always too lazy to deal with him, but it was not that he was dissatisfied with them, but that he was thinking about Miss Mu.