Chapter 178 Protect her

Of course, the sentence "you spoke rudely to my family" almost made Vice President Liao collapse to the ground.

After exchanging a glance with his wife, he quickly stood up and walked to Mr. Chen, explaining hastily: "It must be a misunderstanding. This child is usually very timid at school, and we as parents also--"

"Your sister is just a small supervisor, not even worthy of carrying my father's shoes. Here, whoever has the highest rank has the final say. I am the son of the vice president, so I should take first place."

Josie interrupted expressionlessly, repeating the exact words.

Suddenly, the whole tea room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Mrs. Liao's face changed slightly, and she almost couldn't hold the teacup in her hand.

Teenagers have reached such a level of contempt for the workplace. There is no doubt that the above remarks are mostly from their guardians.

Mrs. Liao cannot escape responsibility.

The vice president looked as if he was dead. He knew his wife's mouth too well. The young master from the port area really didn't lie.

It is clear at a glance who is right and who is wrong.

Liang Weining didn't expect that Josie beat someone up just to protect her non-blood-related sister.

A strange feeling welled up in my heart.

There is warmth and touching.

Even after getting along with Josie till now, she had not realized that she had already become like a family member in Josie's heart.

Where does family love come from?

Is it because of his dad?
While I was thinking, I heard the sound of a teacup falling to the ground beside me. It wasn't too loud, but it was particularly clear in the quiet room.

She glanced at the boss and clearly felt that the aura lingering around him was slowly sinking.

I had a hunch that if I didn't speak up, this small matter might turn into a big one.

Unfortunately, before he could choose his words, Mr. Chen spoke in a calm voice, "From this, it seems that Vice President Liao's family has a very clear class concept."

The person involved was so nervous that he broke out in cold sweats, and there was nothing he could do except to smooth things over by using the excuse that the child was young and ignorant.

"Mrs. Liao, do you think anyone in the Beijing branch can stand up to Vice President Liao's authority?" At this point, Chen Jingyuan changed the subject and asked slowly, "Am I qualified to be the executive director?"

After the man finished speaking, Mrs. Liao, who was named, was completely shocked.

The tea spilled all over the plate, and she stammered, "Mr. Chen, you are joking. With your status, we are the ones who cannot afford it."

"Don't mention your identity in front of the younger generation." Chen Jingyuan gestured to Josie calmly, "Take your sister Ning out to play."

Liang Weining: ? ?
Who leads whom.

Can you give me some face?

The young man suppressed his laughter and signaled to Sister Ning with his eyes, saying that it was not advisable to stay here for long and it would be better to leave early.

Seeing this, the vice president had no choice but to bite the bullet and order his wife, who had run away from home, to take his disappointing son and leave immediately.

After receiving her husband's instructions, Mrs. Liao seemed to have come back to life. She quickly stood up and nodded to the man in the main seat to say goodbye. After hesitating for two seconds, she apologized to Manager Liang, "It's my fault for not disciplining me. I hope Manager Liang will be magnanimous and not hold it against the child."

She naturally wouldn't care.

Liang Weining smiled lightly, "Take care, Mrs. Liao, and we'll meet again next year."

The face-saving work must be done well, after all, Josie did beat the other person's son for her.

Furthermore, Mr. Chen’s girlfriend cannot give people the impression that she is narrow-minded.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Liao said "OK" repeatedly, her joy evident in her expression.

It seems that the matter is completely over.

Little did he know that Mr. Chen had mentioned casually before that Vice President Liao had been unemployed in the company recently and his life was too boring.

In the rest room next to the tea room, there was a white paper on the table, about the Xijiao Yutian project. If nothing unexpected happened, Vice President Liao would have something to do in the next six months and would not be idle.
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That night, all the executives had a dinner at Xinglu, and CEO Zou Ting came with his family. There were many wives tonight, but she was the only one who was carefully taken care of by everyone. Because Mrs. Zou was more than seven months pregnant, CEO Zou would soon become a father.

It was a happy event, and a group of senior executives started to toast, and Mr. Zou drank quite a bit.

In the second half, the executive director finished dealing with headquarters matters and appeared at the main table.

No one dared to force them to drink, but it was a rare gathering once a year, and Mr. Chen was in a good mood, so naturally he had a few drinks.

Liang Weining was sitting far away, and from time to time he would look at the noble and superior figure through the lights.

Each stay is short and it is withdrawn in just a few seconds.

It was more like an unintentional glance, watching him sitting in the main seat leisurely and elegantly. Occasionally, senior executives would raise their glasses and chat with him, and he would listen patiently and calmly. He didn't say much during the meal, but as soon as he opened his mouth, all the subordinates at the main table would put down their cutlery tacitly.

She concentrated for a moment, but unexpectedly the topic shifted to her for no reason. The Executive Director asked with a smile, "Manager Liang, do you want to lead the team so that we can have courage and go over to toast Mr. Chen?"

? ?
Liang Weining almost couldn't hold back her expression.

She said: "Everyone here is a senior in the company. You should let me, a newcomer, follow behind you and take advantage of you so that I can fish in troubled waters later."

The little girl spoke frankly, modestly and humorously, and everyone smiled when they heard her.

In the mainland's drinking culture, when there is a dinner party, people will take turns to toast to the most senior guests.

Can Mr. Chen accept everyone who comes?

I have known him for so long, but I still haven't realized how much he can drink. If he is like her, and gets drunk after five glasses, then tonight...
Just as she was daydreaming, a faint fragrance filled her nose. She tilted her head slightly and saw that it was Mrs. Zou who had just returned from outside and sat down in her original seat.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?" Liang Weining asked with concern.

The other person stroked the bulging belly with his hand and smiled faintly, "It's okay, maybe the little guy is a little excited because of the new environment."

I'm accompanied by a doctor on this trip, so it's not a problem.

Liang Weining felt relieved after hearing this.

A little curious, she asked softly: "Baby, you are so strong, will you be naughty?"

"Do you want to feel it?"

Ok?
May I.

Mrs. Zou gave the girl an encouraging look and asked her to put her hands on the side of her abdomen, as this was the area that was kicked most often.

The movement was gentle and slow as he approached. Liang Weining held her breath nervously and placed her palm lightly on the fabric.

A few minutes passed and there was no movement.

Gradually, doubts appeared on his face.

The little guy has no feelings for her?
Liang Weining frowned and said aggrievedly: "Can you give Auntie a little face, please."

Mrs. Zou couldn't help laughing.

Perhaps influenced by the mother's emotions, Liang Weining only felt a slight bulge under the palm of her hand, and the little baby moved.

Open your eyes wide, as if you were electrocuted.

There is no way to describe the feeling at that moment, soft, warm and exciting.

Was it the little hands or the little feet just now?

Liang Weining had never been so amazed at life. It seemed fragile, but it was actually full of strength. With Mr. and Mrs. Zou's looks, the baby must be very beautiful.

After three rounds of drinks, Josie came in through the atrium with several children of senior executives. They were all sweating and looked like they had a lot of fun.

Under the gazes from everyone, the young master from the port area walked straight to the innermost table and casually moved a chair to the empty seat next to Manager Liang.

When he sat down, he took the fruit plate handed to him by Sister Ning, took a bite of the iced watermelon, and said happily: "The mainland is really good."