Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

Chapter 263 First Love

Seeing his triumphant appearance, Yang Qingheng was not discouraged and said in a clear voice: "I know all the shortcomings of ABS, but what I want to talk about today is not ABS, but a synthetic material of PC and ABS."

Everyone became interested and looked at her.

Seeing this, Yang Qingheng was neither humble nor overbearing, and took out the sample that had been prepared for a long time from his bag: "At this time, Haili's new materials are better than PC in terms of strength and coloring. For this, we can change the style of the original mobile phone. Introducing styles in more colors.”

At present, the colors of both mobile phones and recorders in China are traditional black and gray. If they can come out with a lighter color system, it will be a big impact on the people and can temporarily become an advantage for their company and seize the advantage of other companies. market.

Several shareholders slapped their thighs in disbelief: "Is it really that good?"

The person who was close to Yang Qingheng couldn't wait to grab the materials in Yang Qingheng's hand and began to inspect them. Several other people couldn't help but get closer to check.

In the end, he was doubtful, and his face was burning when he thought of the ridicule he had just made.

It seems that this new person really has two skills.

"The next material testing will be performed by the company's professionals. We will also keep in touch with Haili. You can continue to supervise this matter." Yang Qingheng said.

If this material can be produced, it means that the previous materials will have to be replaced, and the material supplier will also have to change from the original supplier to Haili.

This nosy woman!

Mo Ying's face was extremely ugly, and his cloudy eyes were filled with sinister color, like a poisonous snake that was secretly planning to rush up and take a bite.

Cold and scary.

Yang Qingheng was completely unaware of it, and even if he saw it, he would not feel any fear.

There are many people who want to kill her, and he is the oldest.

Along the way, several shareholders no longer dared to ignore her, especially those who were originally on the same side as Song Hengjue. They wanted to praise her to the sky, and several neutral ones also followed Yang Qingheng.

Yang Qingheng also noticed the change in attitude of several people, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes.

It can be regarded as a small step towards winning over people's hearts.

Li Nian's joking at the beginning turned into seriousness, and he even seemed a bit eager, staring closely at Yang Qingheng's back.

It's not a vase, but it's interesting.

Before he even got close to him, he felt a gaze that made him feel like a light on his back. He looked over cautiously and found that he was actually looking at Song Hengjue.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled without any guilt: "Mr. Song, you have good taste."

"Trash." Song Hengjue snorted coldly, his voice too low to reach Li Nian's ears, but Yang Qingheng knew from his expression that it was not a good word.

She strode over, took his forearm and walked outside: "It's over. Let's eat in the staff canteen."

"Okay." Song Hengjue naturally had no objection. Anyway, as long as he was with Yang Qingheng and asked him to chew tree bark, he would laugh out loud.

The two of them walked to the edge of the pool. Yang Qingheng first took off the ring in his hand and carefully rinsed every corner of the fingers.

"Gu Yi, the food is very good today. If you like leeks and eggs, eat more." A woman put most of the vegetables in the lunch box into Gu Yi's bowl and smiled to please him.

Gu Yi was satisfied and smiled fondly: "You should also eat more. When we get married, I will cook for you. I will cook whatever you want."

The woman blushed and couldn't help but turn up the corners of her mouth: "Gu Yi, you are so kind to me."

Stupid woman.

Gu Yi sneered in his heart, completely lacking the tenderness on his face.

"Let's go eat." Yang Qingheng wiped the water on his hands with a handkerchief and raised his chin towards Song Hengjue.

Song Hengjue looked away from the distance like an electric shock, and subconsciously stood in front of her, hesitating: "Let's go home and eat. The food in the cafeteria shouldn't be delicious."

"It's time to check out the food. If you don't like it, eat less. When you go back later, let Auntie cook you other delicious food." Yang Qingheng said.

Song Hengjue was flustered and stubbornly grabbed her arm, heading outside without any explanation: "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach and I want to go back."

Sure enough, when Yang Qingheng heard that he was not feeling well, she immediately fell silent and quickly followed him, worried: "Did you eat something that you shouldn't have eaten? It's bad for your stomach."

Song Hengjue said vaguely: "Maybe it's because I drank some cold water last night."

"That's right." Yang Qingheng gritted her teeth. Her illness just happened to torment her like this. She saw that he was really busy without tormenting her all day long.

Song Hengjue felt guilty and allowed her to criticize without daring to say a word in rebuttal.

Now, Yang Qingheng didn't dare to let Song Hengjue follow her around. She was afraid that he would bump into him somewhere, so she went to the company alone in the afternoon.

"People in the human resources department don't do anything, right?" Yang Qingheng looked at the still empty office, his eyes a little cold.

Suddenly half of the secretaries were missing, and the work was instantly chaotic. Several people were too busy to do it. Often, the things she ordered to be completed at noon would not be available until at least the afternoon.

In the past two days, several secretaries had begun to take the initiative to work overtime, which made her head hurt.

"The Human Resources Department said that the President's Office doesn't need so many people, so it should come first from other departments, so..." The secretary-general broke out in cold sweat on his neck and was full of resentment.

The leaders above are fighting with each other, and the only ones who are tired are the minions below them.

Yang Qingheng nodded: "I understand, go ahead and go ahead. You have worked hard overtime these days, and your overtime pay will be the same as usual. I will ask my assistant to give you a private bonus later."

No anger, only understanding.

The secretary-general was stunned. He looked up and saw Yang Qingheng's back, and most of the resentment in his stomach disappeared.

No wonder Mr. Song and this guy can get together, they have similar styles of doing things.

Fang Nan cautiously raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Qingheng: "There will be a meeting with shareholders at three o'clock to discuss the address of the new factory."

The personnel department is not arrogant enough to dare to disobey Yang Qingheng, so it must be another shareholder who is stumbling upon Yang Qingheng.

It was either Mo Ying or the few shareholders who usually stood with Mo Ying.

He was afraid that Yang Qingheng was still angry and would go to the conference room and overturn the table later.

After all, this woman never plays her cards according to common sense, and her temperament is so weird that it scares him.

"Go, why don't you go." Yang Qingheng stood up.

Fang Nan inexplicably felt that she was so menacing and the wind she brought up was filled with murderous intent. He felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly followed her.

Don't let this girl get into trouble with a few shareholders in the conference room.