Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She hung up the phone, Ye Mubai frowned slightly looking at her mobile phone——

Don't say goodbye, just hang up his phone?

He let out a long breath, then stood in front of the window at the end of the aisle and looked downstairs. He was standing on the 68th floor, as if stepping the entire ground under his feet.

Reached out and smoked a cigarette from his pocket, smoking it quietly—

For Ye Mubai over the years, fame, wealth, power, and status, including his wife and children, have been there. He seems to have lived like a man wants to live, but he knows that he is not satisfied. The reason for his dissatisfaction is Because of this marriage, it became more and more boring.

He doesn't know what Wen Yuan thinks, and he feels boring in his heart. Although the husband and wife life between them is still very harmonious, maintaining a frequency of at least five nights a week, there are still some things missing. Feeling something wrong, she seems to be living at ease.

He smoked silently, finished a cigarette and returned to the meeting room. Obviously, everyone felt that the mood of the nightclub was not as good as before, so they all got up 12 points for fear of being held in by the nightclub. Rubbing on the floor.

The secretary He Na looked at her boss's face, and she also clipped her tail. Ye Mubai returned to the office after the meeting. He Na tried to ask: "Nightclub, evening reception, why not push it?"

Ye Mubai played with a globe in his hand, and said absently, "No, that's it."

He paused, then suddenly said again, "By the way, how are the preparations for the company's second anniversary celebration?"

"The plan has come out in the nightclub, and several departments are doing the final coordination. It is estimated that a whole set of plans will come out tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, which will be handed over to the nightclub." After He Na finished speaking, she smiled: "I heard this time. Concho, I like it."

Ye Mubai's gaze was somewhat stagnant, staring at her: "What did you say, please invite Kang Qiao."

He Na put her hands together in Hungarian’s mouth, her face was a little dreamy: “Yes, the public relations department is designed like this. Kang Qiao is playing the piano, and the tunes are all selected well-known love tunes, and then the nightclub and his wife are there. There is a dance on stage, and the picture is great when you think about it."

She didn't notice, Ye Mubai's face changed, black.

"Whose idea?" He asked, took another cigarette, and looked at his secretary after taking a sip.

He Na was so fraughty by him, wondering how this provokes the nightclub?

Knowing that I hit the gun, I immediately dumped the pot, "It was arranged by Manager Xu of the Public Relations Department. He said that this is creative and innovative, and the picture must be beautiful!"

Xu Mo?

Ye Mubai was basically a gentle man, and suddenly he exploded with foul language, "Good-looking ass!"

Secretary He was stunned at once, and nightclubs don't like to show affection openly, and there is no need to make such a big fire, right?

Ye Mubai pressed his cigarette **** and said coldly, "Where is Xu Mo, call her over and let her roll in immediately!"

Secretary He’s expression was a bit hard to say, and there were tears in her eyes. The nightclub had never been so rude to her. She almost cried, but in order to survive and get a high salary, she still stepped on high heels to find Xu on the 32nd floor. Finally.

Ten minutes later, Xu Mo came over, dressed in a Chanel suit, and his hair was combed meticulously behind his head, looking particularly capable.