Chapter 22 Everyone Has Their Own Thoughts

  There is a meeting on Thursday morning, it is said that Tiangong Group and Anyang Group have a cooperation case, the bosses of both parties are in person, just by looking at the list of attendees, you can tell that the lineup is extraordinary.

  Ning Meng contacted the security team early to ventilate the conference room, thoroughly cleaned every corner, prepared tea cups and hot water, as well as mid-session breaks, restrooms with coffee, drinks, pastries, fruit... are they all in order.

  Tea breaks are said to be a Western pastime, but nowadays almost every formal meeting is equipped with this set... The people attending the meeting certainly enjoy it, but the person in charge of the conference has added another tedious task.

  At half past nine, a group of people entered the venue, mostly dressed in suits and leather shoes, with a few slender figures interspersed among them, adding a touch of brightness. Ning Meng stood at the door with her hands clasped together, poised to meet any emergency needs that might arise during the meeting.

  The strings went in first, made a bowing gesture, and entered the meeting room in twos and threes.

  She raised her eyes to take a closer look, from her perspective, he had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, but she felt a bit chilly. His tall and majestic figure was like a jade tree in the wind, but there was still a hint of cold arrogance between his eyebrows, no longer the clear and bright expression she saw by the river or on the rooftop... This man has many faces, in formal settings, he basically wears this dignified look.

  Behind the team, there was a fluttering figure. Anning lifted her head and was startled, quickly lowering her head and turning sideways to pretend she hadn't seen it. After distributing the materials in a circle, she finally walked over hesitantly and handed out the last bit of material in her hand.

  "Thank you." An Xue swept a glance over her abdomen, smiling in an extremely strange manner.

  Fainted. Such an embarrassing thing actually happened to her... Ning Meng pretended to know nothing, politely smiling: "Miss An, don't mention it."

  She evasively turned her head away, but saw that the conductor had made a gesture as if to entrust something to her, and she immediately ran over with a look of resolution, leaning forward to listen.

  "Tell Xiao Di to bring the report over quickly, everyone is waiting." The voice was cold and detached, without a hint of ambiguity, high and mighty, like that of a big BOSS.

  She responded with a sound, wanting to turn around, her feet slipped, and she couldn't help but stumble. Guan Xuan's eyes were quick and his hands were fast, he supported her with one hand, "What are you doing in such a hurry..."

  An older man with black hair streaked with silver threads next to him laughed: "Guan Xian, don't be too cold to your subordinates. Look at the little girl, she's so nervous when she sees you."

  An Yang Group's An Zong is humorous and witty, and naturally dotes on his daughter... An Xue really did get a good deal.

  "Let An Zong see a joke." Guan Xian twitched the corner of his mouth and slightly raised an arc.

  "Sorry." Ning Meng hastily fled. She gently pushed open the door, just about to step forward, when a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her. With a "slap", Yang Ming covered his chest, narrowed his small eyes and scolded, "Ning Meng, are you a stone head or a rocket head? You've done something bad! Hit-and-run?"

  A group of ducks flew over, quacking loudly. She rubbed her forehead and apologized hastily, "Sorry... but it seems like your...". She poked his chest and muttered, "And my head, neither of us is covered."

  Yang Ming smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth, and waved at her saying: "You go take a break, I'll handle the rest."

  Ning Meng saw him blink and prepare to turn the corner, and hastily pulled him back, "Fool, don't go in..."

  "It's daytime and you've run into a ghost, your face is so pale." Yang Ming looked at her with a strange expression and hastily asked.

  "A particularly special woman..." Ning Meng said slowly.

  "What's gotten into you, scaring you like that." Yang Ming furrowed his brow and curled his lip, "Hurry up and speak, I haven't got all day."

  She pulled him close to the back door and pushed it open a crack. "See? Your blind date - An Xue."

  "An Jia, this little girl, what's she doing following us and joining in on the fun?" he muttered gloomily. Then, chuckling at her, "We don't have to be afraid of her, after all, love affairs don't necessarily have to be made public, and if worst comes to worst, there's still another way out."

  "What's wrong?" Ning Meng looked at him with a puzzled expression.

  Yang Ming patted her hair and smiled foolishly, "Well, that's a done deal, isn't it? No one can say anything about it now?"

  Let this girl have her way. Ning Meng didn't slap him on the head, thinking that losing a city due to carelessness was indeed true, and there's no such thing as three free silk pouches in this world, a price must be paid.

  The next meeting, Yang Ming wore a work tag, busy in and out, not even giving An Xue half an eye, his expression was very calm... Oh my god, this is mental quality, even if he's deceiving people, he has to act as if nothing's wrong. This man once again showed her his uniqueness.

  Anyway, office romances are everywhere, and abortions are also a handful... With An Xue's pride, she wouldn't go to the Yang family to break the pot and ask for the bottom line...

  Ning Meng took a deep breath and relaxed his face. At the meeting, probably due to some conflicting clauses in the contract, people from both sides expressed their opinions and discussed heatedly, with a somewhat tense atmosphere. Ah, business is business, no family ties or brotherhood... especially when it's just a cooperative relationship...

  It was not easy to wait for the meeting to end, and the two groups of people who attended the meeting finally got rid of their serious expressions and started chatting and laughing. The scene became lively. Ning Meng let out a sigh of relief, thinking that it's better if you all leave early, out of sight, out of mind.