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When I went to work the next day, I saw Siming in the elevator. He seemed to be not in a good mood, and his brows were also twisted into a "Chuan".

Ye Jinghui disappeared in front of him very sensiblely, and ran to the office next door.

It was only in the afternoon that Siming asked Ye Jinghui to go to his office.

It turned out that Dongcheng Group and a long-term partner launched a new plan. The two parties have reached an agreement and will invite relevant people to attend the press conference in three days.

As a special assistant, Ye Jinghui helped contact guests, reporters, venues, and even printing factories.

"You are in charge of this matter." Siming said, "This is the first time you have had direct contact with a merchant since you started working. Don't let me down."

Seeing his indifferent look, his eyes were fixed on the computer screen all the time, he didn't even glance at his own face, and his face was always calm.

Ye Jinghui knew very well that Siming kept his emotions in his heart.

When I met him in the elevator this morning, when he saw his face, there was a trace of gloom in his eyes. Although it was only a short moment, Ye Jinghui keenly caught it.

The strange thing is that at that moment, my heart constricted violently, and I don't know if I feel sorry for him like that, or because I feel guilty?

Perhaps, Siming really liked the person he brutally strangled?

Thinking of that rainy night in his room, when he saw him standing alone in front of the window, the palpitating pain in his gloomy eyes, but he was able to hide it very well in an instant when he turned around, Ye Jinghui felt in his heart again. Another strange feeling came up.

After Ye Jinghui went out, Siming called Liu Weijia.

"Weijia, do you have the guest list for the press conference the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, does President Si need to modify it?"

"Well, change the number of Ye Jingxi's assistant, Secretary Zhang, to Ye Jingxi's personal mobile phone number." Siming paused, and then said, "When it's done, pass it to Liu Hui, and ask him to call to confirm whether the guests can attend. "

"This... directly calling Ye Dong's private mobile phone seems to be against the rules. I'm afraid that disturbing his work will make him have a problem with Dong Cheng."

Siming lightly touched the receiver with his fingers, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "It's okay, just do as I tell you."

"Okay, Director."

……

Ye Jinghui called the guest list in his hand, fixed his eyes, and saw Ye Jingxi, chairman of Longhua Group, in the guest column.

It's strange, Siming invited his eldest brother here, is it really just to support the scene?

Ye Jinghui dialed the number of Secretary Zhang: "Secretary Zhang, hello, I am Liu Hui, the assistant of Dongcheng Group..."

"Ye Jinghui? What are you up to?" A deep voice came from the other side.

Ye Jinghui was startled, it was the elder brother who answered the call?I turned around and glanced at the string of numbers, sure enough, they looked familiar.

Fearing that someone would eavesdrop, Ye Jinghui continued to say with a serious face: "Hello, I will call you to confirm the press conference the morning after tomorrow. Can you attend on time?"

There was silence for a long time.

"I'll be there."

"Okay, the location is..."

"I know." Ye Jingxi interrupted him, "What are you doing in Dongcheng again? You don't like sitting in the police station?"

Ye Jinghui smiled and said very seriously: "Then Mr. Ye, we warmly welcome you."

After speaking, he directly hung up the phone, put a red tick in the "Ye Jingxi" column of the guest list, and continued to make another call as if nothing had happened.

After confirming with all the guests and finishing the list to Siming, Ye Jinghui went to contact the venue again.

Ye Jinghui, who was running around when he was young, has already become familiar with many beautiful female friends in the company, and he would nod and say hello when he met in the aisle.

"Ah Hui, where are you going, in such a hurry?"

It was Lin Feifei who spoke, and her articulation was particularly crisp and clear. When she smiled, cute dimples appeared on the corners of her mouth. Because she was a fresh graduate and joined the company not long ago, she looked innocent and cute, and she was easy to deceive.

"Well, contact the printing factory to print materials and leaflets." Ye Jinghui looked at her and said with a smile, "Is there any one you are familiar with? Please recommend one to me."

Lin Feifei suddenly realized: "Ah, just right, last time I helped Mr. Xiao print materials, I contacted a printing factory, the speed was very fast, and the effect was also very good." Very enthusiastically, he dug out the phone number from the phone , "Why don't you contact them and try."

Ye Jinghui smiled: "Thank you."

Back in the office and dialed the phone number over there, the middle-aged man over there smiled and said, "If you are in color, you will have to wait until tomorrow afternoon, can you make it in time?"

"Oh, it's too late, print fifty copies of the book in color, and print the other fifty copies in black and white."

"Okay, we will print it tomorrow and send it to you in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'll pass it on."

Ye Jinghui let out a long breath when he finally settled everything at hand.

When I got off work at night, I ran into Xiao Yi in the parking lot, and Ye Jinghui got into his car. After Xiao Yi drove the car to the street, Ye Jinghui whispered: "Si Ming is doubting my identity."

Xiao Yi glanced at him: "How to say?"

"Tomorrow's press conference, my elder brother's name is on the guest list."

Xiao Yi smiled and said: "This is normal. The sales performance of the apartments that Dongcheng represented last time was not bad. Tomorrow is the press conference for further cooperation. It is related to real estate. It is my idea to ask your elder brother to come over to support the scene." .”

Ye Jinghui rested his fingers on the back of his chair and squinted at him: "But when I called, it was your idea to call directly to my elder brother's private mobile phone?"

Xiao Yi frowned: "Is his secretary here?"

Ye Jinghui smiled, took out the phone, opened the back cover, replaced the SIM card inside with his usual number, found the number of his eldest brother from the phone book, and dialed it again.

"Ye Jinghui, what are you doing?" Because of the caller ID, before Ye Jinghui opened his mouth, he heard his elder brother's cold voice.

Ye Jinghui said solemnly: "I am currently lurking in Dongcheng Group as Liu Hui. I am very serious and dangerous. I am an undercover agent."

"...tell me what to do with this?"

"Oh, you will attend the press conference the day after tomorrow, right?"

"……Correct."

"At that time, you can ask Siming why the assistant called your mobile phone. If you don't ask, he will be suspicious instead. Anyway, just pretend you don't know me."

"it is good."

"I won't go to the press conference the day after tomorrow. I will find an excuse to ask for leave, so as not to run into you and make Siming catch it."

"Understood, is there anything else?"

"Long time no see, I really miss..."

Before he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, and Xiao Yi smirked beside him: "You are quite courageous, even your brother dares to tease you."

Ye Jinghui sighed softly: "My original words are that I miss his precious son very much. As for him himself, I don't dare to think about it."

……

The next afternoon, when it was time to get off work, Siming, Xiao Yi and Lin Feifei came out together, and happened to meet in the corridor.

Ye Jinghui ignored Xiao Yi, and said with a serious face: "President Si, everything is ready for tomorrow's press conference."

"Get the brochure to me." Siming said, "Give Mr. Xiao a copy too."

Ye Jinghui nodded, and brought the bag of booklets to Siming's office, Xiao Yi and Lin Feifei also followed in, Ye Jinghui took out a copy from the thick stack of booklets and handed it to Xiao Yi.However, Siming suddenly pulled the booklet in his hand, and his eyes instantly dropped to freezing point.

——I saw that the small brochure exuded a pungent ink smell because of the printing, and all the color pictures turned gray.

"What's going on?" Siming said coldly.

I found a few more books from that stack of materials, and found that nearly half of the manuals had this problem.

Siming frowned even tighter: "Haven't you checked?"

Ye Jinghui shrugged: "I checked."

Siming lowered his face, and casually threw the booklet on the table.

"What kind of attitude is this?" Seeing Ye Jinghui's unscrupulous expression, Siming frowned even tighter, "Which printing company did you find?"

Ye Jinghui smiled and said, "The one in the northern part of the city, Liuhua Printing Factory."

"With less than a hundred brochures, why do you entrust them to print them?" Siming looked at Ye Jinghui, his eyes darkened, "Did you tell him what this brochure is for and what kind of paper it uses before calling? Have you confirmed it? How come there are so many colorless." Because the tone is too cold, although the tone of the statement is used, it has a terrifying feeling that makes the spine creep.

Ye Jinghui didn't speak, but secretly laughed in his heart.Why so many have no color?This is of course my intention.When I called the manufacturer over there, I asked them to half color and half black and white, otherwise I would find an opportunity to run to reprint in the middle of the night, catch a cold again, and ask for leave tomorrow.

Siming sternly said: "Look for yourself, what is it called when it is printed out? There will be a press conference tomorrow morning, and you plan to distribute this ugly brochure to clients and reporters?"

Lin Feifei whispered: "That... the printing factory was recommended by me to A Hui, I don't know that this factory will have this kind of problem..."

"It's none of your business." Siming interrupted her coldly.

Lin Feifei shrank her shoulders in fright.

With a "snap", Siming threw all the half of the problematic brochures into the trash can, and glanced coldly at Ye Jinghui: "How did you do it?"

"I didn't know that they printed it with this effect. Do I have to go to the printing factory and guard it by the machine?"

This is true, although Ye Jinghui ordered the printing of half color and half black and white, but who would have thought that the color booklet would be printed blurry.

Ye Jinghui smiled and said: "The color faded, and I didn't wash it off, so what's the use of scolding me."

"It's quite reasonable, huh?" Siming narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are responsible for this information, if something goes wrong, of course the responsibility lies with you."

"I see."

Seeing that Ye Jinghui still looked like he didn't care, Siming's whole body was full of anger: "I can't do such a small thing well, and report to me in advance for everything you do in the future!!"

"Oh." Ye Jinghui responded nonchalantly.

Siming looked at him coldly and said nothing.

The embarrassing silence lasted for a long time, and even outside the office, the employees who were noisy when they got off work suddenly became silent.

Xiao Yi coughed, turned around to close the door, and said back, "Both of you..."

Ye Jinghui ignored Xiao Yi, and suddenly smiled and said: "President Si, I know you are in a bad mood, and I also know that you are the general manager. You have the final say on everything. As a subordinate, I can only follow your orders and should not refute. But, I didn't cause him to be in a car accident, so I don't think I have the obligation to be the object of your venting your bad mood."

"What did you say?" Siming frowned, and a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Ye Jinghui turned his eyes away: "I will take care of today's matter, and I promise not to open the skylight tomorrow morning, and please don't bring too many 'personal feelings' into work." He nodded politely, turned around, and raised his hands ,"goodbye."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Xiao Yi and Lin Feifei looking at each other, they went downstairs with a cold face.

After Xiao Yi and Lin Feifei also left, Siming slightly raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Obviously he made a mistake, he didn't know how to repent and didn't say anything, and he still looked arrogant and unworthy of beating, as expected...it was very similar to someone Ye's style.

I don't know how long he will have to pretend. It seems quite difficult to sit on the sidelines and wait for him to confess.