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Chapter 345
At this time, Holden stood tall and long by the bright French window. He took off his black suit. Now he is wearing a white shirt and black trousers. It is a match of classic male gods. A man is a natural clothes rack and a bright city outside the window. The neon lights reflected on his handsome face, a mess of mature and handsome appearance.
Holden slipped into his trouser pocket with one hand and held the phone with one hand. His handsome eyelids drooped, and he landed on the phone intently. He lifted his thin l!ps and said, “Let it go first.”
Yanni put the coffee on the desk and said hesitantly, “President, if you want to call your wife, please call. It’s late now, and your wife should be at home.”
Yanni saw the president open WhatsApp and tried to figure it out, but he never sent a word. There was only his wife on the president’s WhatsApp account.
At the meeting just now, the president was still scanning Google. Yanni has been with this man for six years. The president is slowly touching things that he has not touched before, using WhatsApp, scanning Google, and going to the live broadcast room to give rewards….. He can feel that the president is changing for his wife.
Yanni didn’t know whether she was right or not. After all, her president was unprofitable in the business world, and he was so strong that he turned upside down. However, since meeting his wife, the president will always show a little cautiousness inadvertently. Working with his wife requires freedom.
In the space, the president will keep himself quiet. The wife said this is not acceptable. The president will reduce his coldness and sharpness to make himself look obedient. The president always treats his wife very hard, with a bit of humility. To please her he has become what she likes, get closer to her.
At this time, Holden retracted his phone, he raised his eyes to look at the neon lights outside the window, his voice was low and magnetic, “She is very good, and she will come back naturally if she comes back. I call her and look like a fool instead. I don’t want to force her to be too tight, listen. It is annoying to say that I am such a man.”
Yanni delivered the coffee, “President, why do you think so, it’s normal for husbands and wives to be jealous, and it’s normal for them to be jealous, and they also like crazy thinking. The photos that burst out on Google today… After a few minutes, if the president wants to ask, he can ask.”
Oh, is it so?
Holden knew that he wanted to call her back now. It would be best to immediately. He also wanted her to explain why she dragged Brian. She knew he would mind.
However, he did not do that.
He sat there quietly like an okay person and ended a meeting. Lina’s words echoed in his ears to let her go so that she could [pair up with the talent to be with the man she actually is meant for. There is a fire in his chest, jealous, mindful, suspicious, gloomy, and irritable, he has all these at once.
But he didn’t show anything. He suppressed all the turmoil in his heart, trying to make himself look…like a normal person.
Holden drew a shallow arc of thin l!ps, and finally whispered in a low voice, “She has always made me believe in her. I am working hard, so I believe she has no problems.”
The financial meeting was held in the president’s office. Holden finished smoking two cigarettes and sat on the main seat. The chief financial officer handed over the report. Holden looked down quickly, then he curled his fingers on the desk. “Boom boom” twice, violently, “Is this what you made?”
The chief financial officer looked aggrieved, and the president gave him ten minutes. It was not easy for him to sort this out.
Holden raised his hand and threw a report into the air, and the paper fluttered, “Do it again until you can make something that satisfies me!”
The voice fell, and the entire president’s office fell into a repressive weirdness. Everyone bowed their heads, not daring to look at the clouded appearance of the man in charge.
At this moment, with a “click”, the door of the restroom in the office was suddenly opened, a small white hand stretched out, scratching the wall, and then a small face with the size of a palm appeared quietly inside. The face was hidden behind the door frame and could not be seen, but the dark and clear eyes were indeed reaching the conference table.
Everyone’s gaze fell over, my God, who is this, actually appeared in the president’s private lounge?
Hearing the movement, Holden turned his head and immediately ran into Elena’s soft and timid water eyes, which were compelling and tentative.
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