my 27 year old female president

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to..."

I saw Ning Bingrou squatting down directly, wrapping her arms around her knees, and crying "woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" ..."

At this moment, my heart melted. Who would have thought that a domineering and aloof female CEO would have such a scene. Behind this glamorous beauty, how much she had endured silently by herself?

Not only was my heart full of guilt, but I was even moved with compassion. I simply squatted down in front of her.

"Bingrou, I'm sorry, it's my fault, you...what's wrong tonight?"

When I asked, she suddenly stood up and turned her back to me. She raised the back of her hand to wipe away her tears, and said softly, "I'm fine."

"Then..." I didn't finish the sentence because I didn't know what to say.

After a while, Ning Bingrou turned to look at me, and asked in a discussing tone: "I want to drink, can you accompany me?"

"Ah?" I was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, okay, okay."

"Then let's go to Rosa's for a drink."

At this time, Ning Bingrou still doesn't know what happened to Fanxing and Rosa, but I know everything about the whole thing, so I can't let myself be "stupid" again.

"Rosa has something to do, she's not in Fanxing now, I just went there today, if you really want to drink..." I looked at the time on my watch, it was already past ten o'clock or almost eleven o'clock, and continued: "Look at the time, otherwise we'll buy wine and go back to the apartment to drink. We have to go to work tomorrow."

I was afraid that she might misunderstand what I meant, so I quickly added: "But don't worry, the apartment has two rooms. You can sleep in your own room after drinking."

"I'm sorry you don't dare." Ning Bingrou glared at me, her gaze fell on her car, "Then you drive, I won't."

Just like that, I drove Ning Bingrou's car and took her back to her apartment, and we bought a case of imported beer and a pack of cigarettes in the supermarket downstairs.When I was about to go up to the apartment, I thought that there seemed to be some things I didn't buy, so I went up after I finished shopping.

After going up to the room, Ning Bingrou seemed to be in a better mood, but her eye circles were still a little red. She sat quietly on the sofa, not knowing what she was thinking.

I squatted in front of Ning Bingrou and said, "Give me your hand."

"Ah? What?" She was distracted, looking at me with a blank expression, which really made me look twice more.

Seeing that she was indifferent, I had no choice but to take her own injured hand, and then picked up the disinfectant I just bought and poured it on her.

"Hiss~ Pain!"

"Be patient, soon, the wound must be disinfected, otherwise it will be infected and inflamed, especially a careless person like you, you will definitely not pay attention to this." After pouring the disinfectant, I gave her the finger with a cotton swab After wiping it, the whole process was done in 1 minute.

"Well, thank you."

I sat next to her, then pried open two bottles of beer, touched the bottles with my left and right hands, and handed one of the bottles to her.

"Drink it, it's all in the wine, if you have any unhappy things, just say it, and you will feel much more comfortable when you say it."

Ning Bingrou and I took a sip of wine together, she was silent for a while, and suddenly asked me a very strange question: "Do you still remember how we met, it was the reception at the Lijing Hotel, so we We just met officially, but I didn't come on time on the night of the reception, do you know why?"

I briefly recalled it, and said: "I definitely remember this. As for the reason why you didn't come, when we went to Fanxing to drink and play truth or dare, you explained to me that it was because of business. I was here, so I didn’t come to the scene.”

Ning Bingrou turned her head, looked at me with a very serious expression and asked, "Dong Li, are we good friends?"

I thought about it for a while and replied, "We've known each other for a long time. Apart from our positions in the company, we are very good friends in private."

This time, Ning Bingrou fell into a longer silence, and I knew she was considering whether to tell me about her thoughts that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time.

"The reception at the Lijing Hotel that night was originally planned by me. It took me a lot of money to invite business elites from City A and even other cities, but that night I was asked by the directors of the company The name of the meeting of the board of directors was retained, and they deliberately chose that time to delay me by staying."

I didn't interrupt her, and listened quietly, Ning Bingrou continued: "And the person who held the board meeting that night was my father."

This sentence really shocked me as soon as it came out, I never thought it would be the reason!But since it was her father, and they were all in the same group, why did his father make such a decision?

I tentatively asked: "So...including the accident that happened last time at Shenghua Private Kitchen's opening event, the reason behind this is also...was your father doing it?"

Ning Bingrou didn't evade my question, she nodded and said, "That's right, although Father didn't attack directly, the higher-ups below him naturally understood what he meant."

"But I don't understand, why did your father do this?"

Ning Bingrou's expression became disappointed, she lowered her head slightly, and said softly with a look of memories on her face: "I came back from studying a year ago, and I joined the Zhongtian Group right after I came back, but I didn't rely on my father From the position of president to the position of president, everyone in Zhongtian Group only knew that my father was the chairman of the group after I took the position of president, but...everything came back after the Chinese New Year this year. After taking the position of group president, my father began to disagree with my decision-making in many aspects and insisted that I follow his arrangements."

Maybe it’s because I’m a small person. If my father is so awesome, and I am promoted to the position of group president, then why should I mess with it? , might as well listen to his father's arrangement.

"Then I don't understand even more. You are all a family. Don't you communicate at home? Calm down and talk, and listen to why your father did this, and the new decisions you put forward can help What kind of help does the group bring."

When I mentioned the words "family", I found that Ning Bingrou's mood was even more lost...