Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Song Weiwei's ears were slightly red, she tilted her head, and casually sipped the bird's nest porridge, she actually knew in her heart why Li Baihan came to Jiangcheng, but neither of them revealed it.

Li Baihan lowered his brows and looked at her side face in a daze.

Song Weiwei was uncomfortable being watched by him, she raised the corners of her eyes, and glanced at him, "Didn't you say you want to cook for me, and you can cook it just by looking at me?"

The corners of Li Baihan's mouth curled up, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Well, you are so pretty."

Song Weiwei: "..."

When it comes to talking nonsense, Li Baihan doesn't give in too much, he dares to be the second, no one dares to be the first.She propped her chin with her hand, "Boss Li, if you look at me like that again, I won't be able to eat anymore."

Li Baihan accepted it when he saw it was good. He raised his hand and tapped on the tip of her nose, "Eat, I'll cook."

The man turned around and walked to the gas stove. He rolled up his sleeves, exposing a section of his forearm. He took off his expensive watch and put it aside, as if washing his hands to make soup.

When he leaned over slightly, his shirt was taut, revealing clear muscle lines, and when he was flipping, his arms showed the beauty of strength.

Song Weiwei propped her chin up, looked at him from time to time, and suddenly found that a man like him who was decisive in the mall was standing in the kitchen, which was another kind of charm.

Li Baihan knew that she was looking at him all the time, and his eyes met hers from time to time. Even if he didn't speak, there was still a kind of tenderness wandering between them.

For lunch, there were four dishes and one soup. Li Baihan's cooking skills were as high as his IQ, and Song Weiwei was very satisfied with this meal.The hot beef is so tender that it melts in the mouth, it is the best beef she has ever eaten.

She ate and drank enough, leaned on the chair and was sleepy, eyes half-closed, Li Baihan saw it and couldn't help laughing, "Do you want to sleep?"

Song Weiwei couldn't keep her eyes open, she squinted at her half-closed, she looked cute and cute, "Have you heard of sleepy food? It's just that the blood supply to the brain is insufficient after meals, just squint for a while and it'll be fine."

Li Baihan had heard this before, seeing her dozing off on the chair, he got up and walked over, leaned over and picked her up.

Song Weiwei was startled, her eyes widened, like a cat with fried hair, she put her arms around the man's neck, "What are you doing?"

"Go to sleep on the sofa for a while." Li Baihan carried her out of the living room, put her on the sofa, picked up the thin blanket beside her and covered her body.

He sat down on the sofa, gently lifted her head, let her pillow on his lap, and whispered: "Sleep, I'll be with you."

Song Weiwei was dizzy, as if lying on a cloud, she closed her eyes, wondering if it was because of him being by her side, she quickly fell asleep.

Li Baihan leaned on the back of the sofa and looked down at her. Looking at her from this angle, her facial features were delicate and small, so he didn't find it strange.

He looked at it for a while, propped his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

*
In the next few days, Song Weiwei was so busy that she kept her feet on the ground, and everyone said that the tea was cold.As soon as Master Muyi left, something happened in the studio.

Master Mu Yi's first apprentice, Zhou Lijiang, was dissatisfied with his handing over the studio to Song Weiwei, and united a few people who were quite prestigious in the sculpture world to trip Song Weiwei.

After the new year, the studio will participate in an international sculpture competition. If it wins the trophy, not only will Muyi Studio gain international recognition, but it will also carry forward the domestic carving skills.

However, Zhou Lijiang was dissatisfied with the candidates submitted by the studio, and wanted to insert his own people. Before Master Mu Yi was still alive, he didn't dare to mention this matter. Now he just bullies Song Weiwei and speaks lightly.

Song Weiwei dealt with Zhou Lijiang and the people from the carving committee for a few days, and finally the people from the carving committee proposed that this was an international competition and they wanted to win glory for the country. When Master Mu Yi was alive, they respected him and were also optimistic about the list of candidates he gave.

Now that Master Mu Yi has passed away, the candidates sent are not well-known, and may not be able to get back the award, so there are doubts about the strength of the list of candidates.

After Song Weiwei argued for many times, the sculpture committee decided to hold a sculpture competition in China, and the top five contestants could represent the country in the competition.

"The list of people Master sent to participate in the competition is all cutting-edge sculptors. They can perfectly combine sculpture with popular elements. International competitions need such talents to participate in the competition, but most of the members of the sculpture committee are old men. Staying 30 or [-] years ago, the list of people selected for this sculpture competition may not conform to the international aesthetics." Song Weiwei said sadly.

Two days earlier, Li Baihan returned to Beicheng under the repeated urging of Li's mother. At this time, the two were on a video call. Seeing Song Weiwei's sad face, he wished to fly to her immediately, hug her into his arms, and comfort her .

"Are you worried that all candidates from the studio will be rejected?" Li Baihan asked softly.

Song Weiwei put her mobile phone on the bed, lying on the bed, flipping through the engraving magazine, and answering: "Well, Senior Brother Zhou made a horizontal move. It seems that he didn't give me a chance. He has been with Master for 40 years. I thought After the master dies, he will leave the studio to him, but who would have thought that it would be left to me, an unknown closed disciple."

In fact, she can understand it, but understanding is one thing, if it hurts the interests of the studio and the reputation of Master, she will never tolerate it.

This is also the reason why Master left the studio to her. He believed that she would definitely lead the studio to a new pattern.

"Song Song, do you want to participate in the competition?" Li Baihan asked her suddenly.

Song Weiwei froze for a moment, "I haven't thought about it."

Li Baihan looked at the person on the screen, obviously close at hand, but he couldn't stretch his arms into his arms, he said: "Song Song, go to the competition, firstly, you can keep the spot in the studio, secondly, you want to take over the studio, and in the future you will You need to deal with the Sculpture Committee, and use this opportunity to build good relationships.”

The two had a tacit understanding at work, and Song Weiwei understood Li Baihan's meaning in no time. She was restrained by the sculpture committee because she seldom dealt with them.

She has no contacts in the carving committee, and they will not give her convenience for the sake of Master Muyi's face, and the interpersonal relationship is to be dealt with by herself.

"I see, but I..."

"Ok?"

Song Weiwei lowered her eyebrows, "I like sculpture, and I like the feeling of being immersed in it. I don't want to treat it as a career and make dreams materialistic. When I say that, do you think I'm too idealistic?"

Li Baihan smiled, "No, Song Song, I like your focus on carving and the career you love. I also believe that your strength is enough to win a trophy."

Song Weiwei looked at the man's handsome face on the phone screen, and she said, "Do you really believe that I have this strength?"

"Of course!" Li Baihan said without hesitation.

Song Weiwei was still a little hesitant. Back then, she learned sculpture from Master Mu Yi just to find a motivation to live. Later, she took sculpture as a hobby and sculpted many works, but she never participated in a competition.

"President Li, if I participate in the competition, I may not return to Beicheng for the time being."

Li Baihan stared blankly, regretting letting her participate, but looking into her eyes, his regret disappeared without a trace.

"It's okay, if you don't come back, I'll go see you."

"The secretary's work..." If Song Weiwei was concentrating on preparing for the competition, she would definitely not be able to take care of the secretary's work.

Li Baihan knew what she was worried about, he said: "The secretary desk is reserved for you, you can come back anytime, Song Song, don't make me wait for you too long."

Song Weiwei smiled.

After Song Weiwei decided to participate in the competition, she told her family about her decision at dinner. Song's father and mother especially supported her decision.

"Song Song, of course we support your decision to enter the competition, and Master Mu Yi once said that although you are a latecomer, your carving ability is not inferior to your elder brother, so you can go to the competition without worry, Master Mu Yi Leaving the studio to you is to believe in your strength."

Song's mother also said: "A few years ago, Master Muyi intentionally asked you to participate in some competitions, but you didn't want to at that time, so you didn't force you. Now that Master Muyi is gone, you are competing for the studio, which is considered to be an opportunity. "

Song Weiwei didn't expect them to support her so much, she was moved and grateful, "Thank you Mom and Dad, I will definitely prepare the work well."

"Well, you can tell me what rare rough stone you want, and Dad will buy it for you." Father Song said.

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, "No, the rare rough stones have to be kept abroad, and they won't be used in domestic competitions. I can win the competition quota with my strength."

Song's father and Song's mother smiled happily.

Song Weiwei seldom showed such a confident side. She was willing to go out, which was a good start. As for the final result, they didn't really care.

After the seven-day annual leave was over, everyone returned to their posts. Shen Qingyuan found that the secretary's desk was empty, and she was uneasy when she called Song Weiwei and no one answered.

Could it be that Secretary Song resigned?
No, during the Chinese New Year, they even sent a video call to pay New Year's greetings, and Secretary Song didn't mention resignation, why didn't she come?
When Shen Qingyuan sent the documents to Li Baihan, Li Baihan said that she was delayed by a personal matter and would come to work later.

Only then did Shen Qingyuan feel relieved.

When Song Weiwei was preparing her work, Bailaimei Group also ushered in the annual job fair, and the highest position recruited this time was the department head.

After the job fair was over, the HR department showed the recruited employees to Li Baihan for review. Li Baihan flipped through the resumes page by page. The newly recruited employees all graduated from prestigious schools and also had returnee education.

Li Baihan signed at the end and appointed the staff recruited by the personnel department.

New employees in the company must go through the "departmental system". What is the "departmental system" means that new employees need to stay in each department for half a month to familiarize themselves with the company's business and colleagues.

The next day, when Li Baihan went to work, he saw a person sitting on the secretary's desk at a glance. His eyes lit up, thinking that Song Weiwei had returned to work, so he was overjoyed and walked over quickly.

Xie Lingyu heard footsteps, she turned her head and saw Li Baihan walking quickly, she stood up and greeted Li Baihan.

"Morning, Mr. Li!"

Li Baihan felt as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on his face, and the boiling emotion in his heart froze all of a sudden. He stared at Xie Lingyu, his brows wrinkled, "Why are you here?"

Xie Lingyu felt worried, "Mr. Li, I am a newly recruited employee of the company. The HR department arranged for me to intern in the secretary department for half a month starting today."

Li Baihan pursed his thin lips tightly. He almost forgot about Xie Lingyu after the new year. He didn't pay much attention to the resume sent by the HR department yesterday.

"Who made you sit here?"

Seeing his expression, Xie Lingyu felt aggrieved, "Mr. Li, there is no vacancy in the secretary department, so they put me here. Can't I sit here?"

"Yes." Li Baihan said bluntly, "No."

After Li Baihan finished speaking, he picked up the landline and made a call, and Shen Qingyuan appeared in seconds, "President Li, what happened?"

Li Bai had a handsome face coldly, "Secretary Shen, find a seat for Miss Xie, not just anyone can sit at the secretary desk."

Seeing the CEO getting angry, Shen Qingyuan felt her scalp tingle for a while. She glanced at Xie Lingyu, who had a humiliated expression on her face, and said quickly: "Okay, President Li, it was our negligence, Miss Xie, please come with me Bar."

Xie Lingyu raised her head and looked at Li Baihan with tears in her eyes. She never thought that Li Baihan would be so disrespectful to her that she would not be able to get off the stage on the first day of work.

She picked up her things, followed Shen Qingyuan, left the secretary's desk, and walked to the secretary's room.

Seeing that she was crying because of her grievance, Shen Qingyuan couldn't help but said, "I'm sorry, Miss Xie, I didn't know Mr. Li's reaction. I thought that Secretary Song would not come back to work for the time being, so you will stay for half a month." , make do with it, I didn't expect..."

She didn't continue, Xie Lingyu also understood what she meant.

She bit her lower lip, and asked unwillingly, "What's the relationship between Secretary Song and Mr. Li? Why doesn't she come to work, and Mr. Li still keeps a workbench for her?"

Shen Qingyuan looked around and said in a low voice: "Miss Xie, you just came here, you don't know that Secretary Song saved President Li, and is President Li's savior."

Xie Lingyu pouted, "I see President Li's reaction just now, they don't have such a simple relationship as ordinary lifesavers."

Shen Qingyuan straightened his back, like the eunuch next to the emperor in the palace, "Of course, lifesavers have never been easy since ancient times. Do you know that there is a saying that life-saving favors should be promised with your body?"

Xie Lingyu's soft and delicate face completely darkened, "I don't know."

"Anyway, Boss Li lost his temper today. No one will dare to sit on the secretary's desk except Secretary Song in the future. Just pay attention." Shen Qingyuan felt quite sympathetic to her.

I was scolded by the president on the first day of work, and I don't know how difficult it will be in the days to come.

Xie Lingyu turned her head and glanced at Li Baihan who was standing in front of the secretary's desk, with a hint of grievance and resentment in her eyes, she was a dignified Miss Xie family, and Li Baihan didn't give her any face for the sake of being a secretary.

Really pissed her off!

When Shen Qingyuan led Xie Lingyu away, Li Baihan personally brought a basin of water over and wiped down the secretary's desk. He was afraid that there would be some traces of someone else's use here, and Song Weiwei would be upset if she found out when she came back.

In fact, he also knew that she was not such a stingy person, but she just couldn't control it, maybe because of his own cleanliness.

He sat on the chair, his fingers lightly brushed the countertop, and his thoughts flooded him like a tide.

Weiwei, I miss you so much, when will you come back to me?