Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

The man walking in stride, with an assistant behind him, he walks with wind, raising his hand to sort his cufflinks, his posture is clean and lazy, and he is so careless, yet he gives people a mighty domineering domineering style.

until--

The man in a suit and leather shoes sat down in the most central position.

There was still some noisy meeting room, and it was silent in an instant.

Everyone's eyes fell on the man in the middle.

It scorched the flower, but the eyes were as clear as frost, and there was a sharp look between the brow peaks. Whoever glanced at it, there is an ice snow.

"Two things."

Jiang Beiyuan's thin lips moved, and his voice was magnetic and deep.

"First, starting today, the real power of the Jiang Group has officially returned to my hands."

"Second, the main purpose of holding this meeting is for the new product launch conference jointly held by Jiang and Dehai Group next week."

After finishing speaking, the tall and straight body leaned back, one hand was placed in front of the table, and the slender index finger gently tapped the table.

"What the various departments have thoughts, I can say now."

"..."

As soon as the voice fell, some departments were eager to speak, and some even prepared professional PPT, ready to be familiar with Jiang Beiyuan, so that he would pay attention to his department in the future.

Song Yikai stood behind Jiang Beiyuan, standing straight, with his hands crossed in front of him, quietly watching this scene of the fight between you and me.

They are all from the same company, so whoever said it is the same? Look at one who is going to the battlefield with blood.

On the other hand, Jiang Beiyuan, who was in the middle, seemed to be a little absent-minded from the outside.

He was playing with the phone with his right hand, and pressing the phone screen from time to time, as if he was waiting for news from someone.

I don't know how long it has been before Song Yikai saw Jiang Beiyuan's slender fingers flying on the screen, as if typing.

From Song Yikai's perspective, it is not clear what character Jiang Beiyuan was typing.

He was just a small assistant, and he didn't dare to ask.

"Does it hurt anymore, Nian Nian?"

Jiang Beiyuan's finger stopped on the send button.

After thinking about it, I deleted the word "Nian Nian" and replaced it with:

"Does it hurt anymore, wife?"

"..."

The news fell to nothing.

His long eyebrows were low and narrow, and the outside sunlight came in through the blinds, carving his eyebrows and eyebrows, which looked pleated and bright, and inexplicably vulnerable and sad.

"President Jiang?"

After the last minister had finished speaking, he cautiously called.

President Jiang seemed to be distracted.

Many of them can see it.

Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyes slightly, the fragility under his eyes was no longer at all, and replaced by coldness and seriousness.

He got up and pulled down half of the blinds to block the sunlight from outside. Then he sat back to his original position, leaned forward, and placed his two slender hands on his chin, looking to the left. Lips said lightly:

"Minister Sun of the Marketing Department, I don't know where you are positioning the new jewelry products that Jiang released last month. The original planned sales volume should be more than 3 million, but as far as I know, the actual sales volume is less than half."

"Mr. Jiang, that's because of--" The head of the marketing department hurriedly wanted to explain.

"stop."

Jiang Beiyuan interrupted him lightly and raised his eyebrows.

"I don't want to hear what you said about the pre-sale of the deposit. I only hope that this will not happen again for the Miss series of jewelry next month. Jiang's sales chain covers the entire Zhicheng, the marketing department and the sales department. Are they all strong from outside?"