if love is invisible

No one would have thought that Han Feishen would support Han Zixiao. Everyone was already mentally prepared to watch their brothers kill each other. ? ?
Who can tell them why the two people who used to want to kill each other every day are so united today?

When enemies unite like never before, there is only one truth, that is, they have a common enemy!
Everyone looked at Han Yulong.

The last time Han Yulong asked hackers to attack Han’s Sao operation, none of the shareholders knew about it, and those who knew about it forgot to tell. In addition, he handled things very cleanly, and the police haven’t taken any measures against him for the time being. , That's why he was so confident. As soon as Han Feishen was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't wait to come over to do things.

It's just that the result surprised him.

At this moment, everyone looked at him, and Han Yulong suddenly felt guilty, slapped down the table and shouted: "What the hell! Come and go as you want, do you really think of Han as his own?! It's outrageous!"

He said and smiled at the shareholders: "I'm sorry, the younger generation in the family has a bad temper and doesn't listen to teaching, making everyone laugh!"

Finally, I looked at Han Zixiao: "Zixiao, since Ah Chen doesn't want the position of president anymore, then you can continue to sit, I hope you can do more things that will impress everyone, come on, third uncle is optimistic you!"

Han Zixiao slapped the document in his hand on the table, and said coldly, "Then third uncle, just wait and see!"

Xiao Luo pushed Han Zixiao out of the conference room, and Han Yulong's expression changed again.

Han Feishen was taught by the old man himself, and he is also the future heir of the Han family. His status as the eldest grandson overwhelmed him, so Han Feishen lost his temper with him and confided in him. He endured it, but Han Zixiao? ? ?An unrecognized illegitimate child also deserves to stand on his head and shit? !

"Han Zixiao, stop!" Han Yulong chased out to stop the wheelchair, and slapped Han Zixiao.

Ronaldinho made a move and pulled the wheelchair back.

Han Yulong's slap was in vain, and another slap was missed, but Xiao Luo nimbly blocked them all. Seeing him angrily returning to the conference room to move a stool, Chen Mian immediately said: "Stop him!"

Han Zixiao paused, turned to look at Chen Mian, and said nothing, Xiao Luo immediately pushed him away.

Han Yulong was humiliated twice in a row, and his anger became more and more intense. He broke free from the hands of the two security guards, pointed at Chen Mian and cursed: "Chen Mian, you—"

"Third Uncle, is he willing to lose all the face of the Han family?!" Chen Mian asked coldly, paused for a few seconds, and then softened his tone, "Third Uncle, you are an elder, a model of behavior and a role model for the elders. A role model, every move you make represents the image of the Han family, but look in the mirror, how can you look like an elder now?!"

Han Yulong looked around and found that everyone seemed to be enjoying the show. His arrogance was extinguished, but he still insisted: "I have no image and appearance, and it is because Han Feichen and Han Zixiao don't respect me!"

Chen Mian was expressionless: "Third Uncle wants to discipline the juniors, please go home and discipline them slowly, everyone is short on time, I don't think everyone wants to see how you discipline the children at home."

Liang Guodong coughed lightly and first echoed: "Yulong, your nephew and daughter-in-law are right, you want to discipline the children and then discipline them at home, so should we continue to pick the president now?"

Han Yulong stood up with a huff: "I don't care about this matter. If you like to be picky, pick it up or not! If I don't care about this shit anymore, I will make me fall on my feet!"

He rushed out angrily, and suddenly he tripped over something, leaned forward, and fell suddenly.

There was a roar of laughter in the meeting room.

Han Yulong got up and left with a dark face.

Han Feishen, Han Zixiao, Chen Mian!

These three people, he wants them to die immediately!

Chen Mian waited for everyone to laugh before saying: "Since there are not enough people, there is no need to continue this meeting. If you have better suggestions for the company's development, you can call me or come to the company Talk directly to our president."

"As long as it is a suggestion that is beneficial to the company, we will adopt it. I hope that everyone can give full play to their enthusiasm and actively make suggestions."

Chen Mian left the conference room with her back straightened, and when she entered the elevator, she collapsed.

Fortunately, she didn't have to face this group of people every day, otherwise she would definitely show her timidity soon.

The marketing department is on the 5th floor. From the top floor to the 5th floor, the elevator took 1 minute. Chen Mian used this 1 minute to rearrange her facial expressions. When she got out of the elevator, she had already returned to normal.

The marketing manager's surname is Liu, and his name is Liu Yuan. He is a bald man in his 40s. When he saw Chen Mian, he immediately greeted him: "Young Madam, your office is ready, please come with me."

Chen Mian hummed, and said to Liu Yuan when he arrived at the office: "Manager Liu, I am just your deputy now, and I am also a newcomer in the workplace, and I still need your guidance in the future, so I hope you can treat me as an ordinary subordinate. Treat me, don't call me young lady, this is the Han family, this is the company, not the Han family."

Liu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and calmed down a little: "Okay, then come with me, I will introduce you to the directors of several departments below, and we will have a meeting together by the way."

Chen Mian happily went.

This is the first time Chen Mian has entered the workplace in a real sense. After a day, she only feels one thing: tired.

Back at Baicao Garden after get off work, Chen Mian threw away her high heels and slumped on the sofa, not wanting to move. Even when Han Xueer crawled over to ask her to hug her, she didn't have the strength to raise her hand, so she only kissed a few times perfunctorily, and took the toy away from the snow. child's attention.

For three days in a row, Chen Mian was as tired as a dog when she came back every day. When she was about to leave work that day, Liu Yuan stopped her: "Chen Mian, you have been used to it for three or four days. I think you have fully adapted to our rhythm. , you work harder tonight, how about working overtime with everyone?"

Chen Mian gritted his teeth and responded.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening after returning from overtime work, and Xue'er had already fallen asleep. She fell asleep after taking a shower, without even having a dream.

A week passed quickly, and Chen Mian had fully adapted to the life of going to and from work or working overtime until midnight. Except that the time spent with Xueer was greatly reduced, she felt that this kind of life was still very fulfilling.

At least during the week since she went to work, she never thought of Han Feishen and Chen Luoluo again.

She does not work overtime on weekends. At six o'clock, Chen Mian leaves the company and goes home on time. An hour later, she arrives at Baicao Garden. She parks the car on the side of the road and happily rushes in: "Xue'er!"

However, her excitement cooled down when she saw the two people in the yard.

It's Han Feishen and Chen Luoluo!

Han Xueer was standing on Han Feichen's lap, bouncing happily, Chen Mian rushed over and snatched her back: "Xueer, mom is back!"

Han Xueer was playing happily, but suddenly she had no more to play, and was very dissatisfied. A series of babbling sounds came out of her mouth, and she scratched Chen Mian's face, and finally cried.

Chen Mian hurriedly comforted her, but Xueer turned to Han Feichen's direction and opened her arms to hug him.

Chen Mian paused: "Xue'er, I am mother, mother loves you!"

Han Xueer's body twisted even more, and Chen Mian had to turn around. As soon as she turned around, she met Han Fei's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and her lips pursed even tighter.

"Dad~ Dad!" Han Xueer yelled anxiously, "Dad!"

Xueer called her father?

Han Fei was overjoyed, he couldn't care about anything else, and immediately hugged her over: "Xue'er, yes, I'm Dad, hurry up, call again!"