C17 Can't Satisfy You

Shu Dan's words constantly lingered in Xue Hee's ears, as if a repeater was installed in her mind. It constantly played back, causing her to tremble with fear. She was even scared witless.

"Madam, what's the matter? "Isn't it uncomfortable? Should I ask the family doctor to come over and take a look?" Aunt Cui couldn't help but ask with concern when she saw Xue Hee's smiling face.

Xue Hee was not alone as she still had a young master in her womb. If something were to happen to the two of them, the mister would definitely not let them off!

Xue Hee was in a panic as she looked at Aunt Cui's worried face. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine, there's no need to call a doctor!"

There was nothing wrong with her, but she felt uncomfortable inside.

Shu Dan was not wrong. If she were to stay here forever, she would definitely not be able to protect this child! Han Qichen hated him so much, so how could he allow him to give birth to his child?

Therefore, he had to leave!

Aunt Cui carefully sized up Xue Hee and noticed that her expression was extremely ugly. She couldn't help but worry inwardly.

It is said that pregnant women are emotionally unstable, this saying is true. How could Xue Hee be alright? But she wouldn't let him call a doctor! Aunt Cui had no choice but to send a text message to no one.

In a meeting room in Jiyu Group.

The slightly plump man with glasses stood in his seat, explaining the new marketing plan. His voice was a little rough, sounding like the malfunctioning of a broken tape recorder.

"This year, we made a detailed and thoughtful plan. We estimate that this year we will be able to stand at 15% of the national sales for the same industry. This is based on last year's results …"

While this person was speaking passionately, the people sitting below all sat up straight and hid their expressions.

It wasn't that they didn't want to support him, but Han Qichen, who was sitting at the head seat, had a gloomy face. Han Qichen, who was sitting at the front seat, had a gloomy face, and his thin lips were pressed into a white line.

"Are you the new marketing manager last month?" Han Qichen's voice, which was as cold as ice, sounded like a bone-chilling wind that came from hell.

The person who gave the speech paused, and the office instantly fell into a deathly silence.

"Hehe, Director Han has good eyes. I just got promoted last month!" That person hadn't figured out the current situation at all, because he had been recognized by the CEO and was currently rejoicing.

Idiot!

This was what everyone else in the office was thinking. But they all shut their mouths and tried to reduce their sense of presence. Everyone with some experience in the company knew that this strange atmosphere was the sign of Director Han getting angry. Who didn't know what was good for them?

"Ha!" Han Qichen snorted. His eyes, which were as cold as a cold star, were filled with a biting cold aura.

Then, with a clang, the folder in front of Han Qichen drew a beautiful arc in the air and smashed onto the glass behind the person who just spoke.

Everyone's heart tightened as they silently lit a candle for that brother.

"Fifteen percent? Is this the number your marketing department gave me for a month? " Han Qichen asked angrily. His cold eyes were like nails that could stab a person to death.

"Director Han..." "I …" That person did not know what to do. However, he was suppressed by Han Qichen's aura and cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead. He tried to say something to save the situation, but it was as if his brain had short-circuited and he was unable to organize his words.

"If your Jiyu Group does not support the cripples, from today onwards, you will not be expelled!" Han Qichen rubbed his forehead and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.