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Chapter 112 You Are Not Strong Husband Be Brave For You

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    After being in the management team for half a year, Qu Ping was called to the boss office for the first time, and was scolded bloody.

    Since signing the massage chair project a month ago, Qu Ping has either stayed in the office or in the workshop, and has rarely even entered the gate of DC, let alone further research.

    What is your job?

    It is to do everything possible to get close to Mr. Lan, to improve the customer relationship between the two companies, and to lay the foundation for greater cooperation; to get along with Yang Guang like a confidant, and he can lean towards the company at critical moments;  To handle the relationship well, get business opportunities as soon as possible.

    A multinational group as large as DC has a complex industrial structure and a wide variety of categories. The tens of millions of massage chair projects are just the tip of the iceberg.  If you don't stare at the huge market and hide in the company every day, is it possible that customers have to come to beg you?

    People's aq circles around dc every day, and they get together up and down.  You, Qu Ping, are not familiar with Yang Guang, who else do you know?

    If you want to do it, immediately go to DC and stick to it, even if people are tired of you, you must find a way to get it done for me.  If you can't do it, get out as soon as possible, the company has plenty of people, and there is no shortage of you, a great Buddha.

    In the end, Qu Ping was given a death order: in the semi-annual roundtable meeting of the Chamber of Commerce in the city in the middle and late August, the seat of the boss must be arranged next to the president, Mr. Lan.  If you can't finish it, pack up and leave.

    The order of seating is arranged by the chamber of commerce, but the positions on both sides of Mr. Lan are hand-picked by the president.  This position not only represents status, but also reflects the close relationship with DC.  Naturally, everyone is vying for it.

    ? Last year, the one who sat in this honored position was aq, which had just risen for a few years, directly crushed the old company a, and let a lose face.  The boss was so angry that his lungs exploded, so this year he had to get back this round.

    No wonder he saw that Qu Ping had been in charge of the DC project for almost a year, and he hadn't even seen Mr. Lan in person, so he couldn't help being furious and furious.

    Qu Ping didn't even know how she got out of the office. She could only think of the boss's furious look, Li Xiang's schadenfreude, and the secretary's indifferent expression

    This world is so indifferent!  This society is so realistic!  Qu Ping's chest hurts!

    She returned home with tears in her eyes and a dazed expression, and hid in the blanket.

    In the dark space, she let go of her disguise, grievances, sadness, and helplessness poured out, and she burst into tears.

    I don't know how long it took, Qu Ping felt that she was hugged into a big embrace including the quilt, and her big hand patted her back gently to comfort her.

    She heard the strong heartbeat through the quilt, and the soft "It's okay, it's okay, my husband is here, my husband is here" outside the quilt was like a sedative, which gradually calmed her emotions, and she twitched softly.

    The big hand wanted to tear off her quilt, but she held on tightly.  After crying for so long with snot and tears, his eyes must be swollen like light bulbs, so ugly, he has no face to face people.

    "My snail girl, are you planning to hide in the shell forever?" Kuan Low said with a smile.

    "It's so ugly, don't go out. Go back to the gallery and leave me alone." Qu Ping yelled resolutely, her voice hoarse.

    "You little heartless, as soon as Xiaoyan called, I dropped everything and ran back, and you still want to drive me away." Kuan pretended to complain.

    "I'm just heartless, I'm useless, I'm a pustule, I just don't know anything, you just leave me alone, okay?" Qu Ping started to cry again as she spoke.

    Kuan can't laugh or cry, this little woman is usually quiet and well-behaved, but once she loses her temper, she is like a child, she knows how to cry when she closes her eyes.  Right now the reasoning doesn't make sense, so I can only coax.

    So a play in which the uncle coaxes the little Lolita lasted for more than half an hour before the little Lolita finally got out of the tortoise shell.  Seeing that it was red and swollen like a walnut, the uncle felt distressed and helpless, picked her up and put her on the sofa, poured her a glass of boiling water, brought her an ice pack and applied it with a towel.

    "Why are you going?" Qu Ping grabbed his clothes and refused to let him go.

    "Change the bedding and sheets! It's all your tears and snot, how can you sleep at night?" Kuan laughed.

    "Don't leave, change later." Qu Ping hugged Kuan's thigh directly.

    "Good boy, soon."

    Could it be that the little woman is so clinging to and dependent on herself that Kuan's whole body goes numb, and he also wants to hold her in his arms and give her a good pain, but he has already made an appointment and has to hurry.

    "Then come back quickly." Qu Ping reluctantly said.

    "My husband is next door, call me if you need something." Rubbing her hair, she walked in quickly.

    Is it a blessing or not a curse, maybe after this incident, he will be able to abduct the little girl back.??.

    Qu Ping took a small sip of water, and suddenly remembered an important matter, she had to go and stabilize that knife-mouthed Jiang Hua immediately.  Let him know that he has suffered such a big grievance today, he has to jump higher than the boss, and maybe he will fight him desperately.

    Sure enough, Huazheng was on his way back to the company, and he clamored to smash the dog's lair.

    Qu Ping persuaded him again and again, saying that she had to think about this matter carefully and wait until they met back at the company tomorrow.  If Hua acted rashly and really annoyed the boss and asked him to leave immediately, then it would be difficult for us girlfriends to see each other every day.

    Qu Ping persuaded Hua earnestly for a while before Hua was willing to let go.

    "Are you stupid from crying? Are your eyes swollen like walnuts?" Hua asked distressedly.

    "It is okay!"

    "Where are you? Grandpa took you out for dinner, happy."

    "I'm at home, Kuan is with me."

    "Oh!" Hua hung up the phone in frustration.

    Kuan got everything done quickly, and was ready to go out, but Qu Ping refused desperately, the swelling around her eyes hadn't gone away, how could she go out to meet people?

    No way, Kuan could only carry her out.

    "Didn't you just get yelled at by the boss? Who hasn't had it? Do you think you are so hypocritical?" Jing Fang hated iron for steel.

    "Look, I said I won't come out, but you want to." Qu Ping complained wide with her mouth pouted.

    "If you stay at home, you will be exhausted. When you are in a bad mood, good wine, good food, and good friends are the best healing tools."

    With a flattering face, Kuan peeled off the chicken leg meat for Qu Ping, put it on the rice, poured the soup on it, mixed it well, and put it in front of Qu Ping.  That series of natural and quick operations can be seen at a glance that they are often done.

    "Just spoil her, spoil her until she becomes a delicate flower in the greenhouse, and she has no ability to take care of herself at all." Jing Fang's eyes twitched.

    "I want to spoil her so that she has no ability to take care of herself, so that she can't do without me." She said shamelessly with her mouth hooked wide.

    What kind of virtues did Qu Ersha accumulate in her previous life to let her find Shengkuan, the number one spoiled wife madman?

    "Just envy, envy and hate!"

    Our husband and wife are in a good relationship, so don't try to drive a wedge between us!  Qu Ping seemed to be provoking her, so she deliberately leaned over to Kuan's face and gave her a "boom" kiss.

    There must be 10,000 tons of this dog food!  Jing Fang rolled her eyes unbearably.

    But knowing that he is a demon, it can be seen that his mood is almost better.

    "It was you who had to go to work. You didn't do your job well, and you were beaten up by the boss, and you ran back crying and screaming. You said you would do it or not?" Jing Fang began to poach her again.

    "Why didn't I do a good job? The boss wronged me because he couldn't figure out the situation." Qu Ping refused.

    "Joke! Are you the boss, or is he the boss? He said you didn't do a good job, you didn't do a good job, and you have to go back and change it. Are you still wronged? Do you think this is a play? This is a workplace! You are dying  In the workplace, someone can replace your workplace at any time."

    Jing Fang's words were so precise that Qu Ping felt very uncomfortable.

    "If you're not strong, who will be brave for you? Crying can solve the problem?" Jing Fang's throwing knife didn't stop, piercing Qu Ping with pain.

    "You are not strong, my husband will be brave for you." Kuan Nuan held Qu Ping in his big hand.

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